I'm a rockstar
I'm sitting in a closet in the Planned Parenthood in a seedy part of Wilmington. Oh how I love my Tuesdays and Thursdays from 830-1.
I'm so freakin busy that I don't even have enough time to sleep. I have an internship, a job, and 5 classes and also help out at work at home. Monday thru Thursday I have either work or class till 10 PM, and the weekend is a mess, as well. I like to be busy because it keeps me from thinking about stuff I really don't need to worry about.
This month is a rough one. I already know I won't have enough money to pay my bills, and I'll have to borrow some money from Rob. This upsets me, but I know that I'll be able to pay him back a week later. I don't know how I'll ever be able to raise money for London. Luckily I have all summer (and rich grandparents).
I'm already behind on school work, which sucks. I have to make up some lame excuse as to why I didn't hand in a paper last week, and hope my professor lets me hand it in with this weeke's paper. And I still don't know when I'll have time to do both of them before tomorrow's class.
I hate complaining to my live journal that's why I stopped writing in here, but sometimes you just need to vent it all out.
On the upside, I had an awesome weekend with Rob. We went to see Sideways Saturday night and went to the new Ikea on Sunday afternoon. I got a few cute, cheap things from the kids section. Soooo much fun. I stayed at Rob's from 7 on Saturday night till 12 on Monday afternoon. It was amazing and I never wanted to leave.