EEEK!
I start my new job tomorrow. I'm nervous. I've been practicing what I should say when I answer the phone in case no one tells me. Here's what I've come up with:
"Good Morning, California Health-care, this is Kelly speaking, how may I direct your call?"
I don't think the work will be that hard, but I'm still nervous.
Oh, but it probably is a good idea I'm leaving now because my mom shrunk my shirt and that made me mad. I know this sounds really stupid, but it was a brand new shirt, and I hadn't wanted her to do my laundry. I actually like doing it now. I'm weird, I know. Plus, I had just done a major clean-a-rama on my room, and I vacuumed the hallway and cleaned the bathroom. And then she went and shrunk my shirt.
The silly thing is, I felt bad for getting mad at her, but why should I feel bad? That doesn't seem quite fair, does it? Sadly enough though, that is the way it always goes with me. I point out something someone did wrong to them, and then I end up feeling guilty. Ryan says it's cus I'm such a sweetheart, but I think I'm just too sensitive. I mean...I can't even watch the part in The Sandlot where he's wearing that stupid ass Salmon hat and can't catch the ball. It makes me cringe and feel really embarrassed.
Speaking of movies though, yesterday (My NINE month anniversary with Ryan!!!!) I went and saw The Terminal with my parents. Ryan went too in Simi Valley. I went at 4:25 and he went at 4:30, so it was kind of like our anniversary date. Anyway, it was good. It made me really sad at the beginning, then happy at the end. Adding to my weirdness...whenever I see an underdog in a movie, not only do I root for them, I also just wanna give em a BIG hug and be their best friend. I don't know if it's because I'm a writer and have a very vivid imagination, and characters are too real to me, or what.
I realize this is the most random post, but I only have 7 hours before I leave for San Jose and I won't get to post as much, so I'm trying to get out everything I might want to say. I'm listening to LFO right now. I'm hard core.
That's all I can really think about saying now. Oh, listen up all you San Diego's who read my journal...I'm thinking DISNEYLAND, sometime between July 25th and August 7th. Not a very big window I realize, but this job is kind of eating up all of my time.
So I think in the best interest of all involved I should end the post here.
"Good Morning, California Health-care, this is Kelly speaking, how may I direct your call?"
I don't think the work will be that hard, but I'm still nervous.
Oh, but it probably is a good idea I'm leaving now because my mom shrunk my shirt and that made me mad. I know this sounds really stupid, but it was a brand new shirt, and I hadn't wanted her to do my laundry. I actually like doing it now. I'm weird, I know. Plus, I had just done a major clean-a-rama on my room, and I vacuumed the hallway and cleaned the bathroom. And then she went and shrunk my shirt.
The silly thing is, I felt bad for getting mad at her, but why should I feel bad? That doesn't seem quite fair, does it? Sadly enough though, that is the way it always goes with me. I point out something someone did wrong to them, and then I end up feeling guilty. Ryan says it's cus I'm such a sweetheart, but I think I'm just too sensitive. I mean...I can't even watch the part in The Sandlot where he's wearing that stupid ass Salmon hat and can't catch the ball. It makes me cringe and feel really embarrassed.
Speaking of movies though, yesterday (My NINE month anniversary with Ryan!!!!) I went and saw The Terminal with my parents. Ryan went too in Simi Valley. I went at 4:25 and he went at 4:30, so it was kind of like our anniversary date. Anyway, it was good. It made me really sad at the beginning, then happy at the end. Adding to my weirdness...whenever I see an underdog in a movie, not only do I root for them, I also just wanna give em a BIG hug and be their best friend. I don't know if it's because I'm a writer and have a very vivid imagination, and characters are too real to me, or what.
I realize this is the most random post, but I only have 7 hours before I leave for San Jose and I won't get to post as much, so I'm trying to get out everything I might want to say. I'm listening to LFO right now. I'm hard core.
That's all I can really think about saying now. Oh, listen up all you San Diego's who read my journal...I'm thinking DISNEYLAND, sometime between July 25th and August 7th. Not a very big window I realize, but this job is kind of eating up all of my time.
So I think in the best interest of all involved I should end the post here.