Today was my last day at work.

I knew it was coming, and I was counting down the days, and I couldn't wait.

Now, I'm kind of glad it's over/lost/scared/sad/nervous.

It sucks a lot more than I expected it to.

I still need an icon with my subject line though. ::sulks::

I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO NOW, OMG.

Some days, you know, are just kind of made of failSo far every day in August falls into that. In like, a completely epic way. It leaves me mostly trying to do something other than stand around and stomp my feet and demand hugs and, like, shiny prizes. Possibly noise makers ( Read more... )