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Jun 22, 2005 21:59

I just don't think I could've said it better myself:

Your Taste in Music:

90's Pop: Highest Influence90's Rock: High Influence80's Pop: Medium InfluenceAdult Alternative: Medium InfluenceClassic Rock: Medium Influence80's Alternative: Low Influence80's R&B: Low Influence80's Rock: Low InfluenceR&B: Low Influence

How's Your Taste in Music?

Work seems to be getting easier by the day. I don't think it's any different. I just think that I don't care as much, but I still do the job. Five days straight with the exact right amount of money in my drawer. I feel bad sometimes because my co-workers make comments on how I'll be moving on from this job. But I never talk about myself, not my education, grades, future, nothing, unless they ask me about it. Oh well, stuff I can't help. But I love my co-workers, both in St. Martin and In Ocean Springs. I really hate that so many of my friends from my graduating class aren't here this summer. Though I can't say that I'm really bored. It feels a little weird that I find myself spending most of my time with adults. All of my tennis team is adults, and all my co-workers, except 1 in St. Martin who is my age, are also older. While so many people aren't here, there are a bunch of people in town that I want to hang out with, but I just haven't had any time. I've been thinking a lot recently about school and future, which is weird, because it's summer. It's probably this paper lingering over my head due Monday. It feels like I'm halfway in and halfway out of school. I look forward to Tuesday to have my first real break from school since August. But with regards to future, I'm becoming more and more comfortable with the fact that my major has no set "next path" for me to follow. I look at all the different stuff I'm getting to study and realize that I love my liberal arts "Do you want fries with that?" education. I'm such a lousy writer...I'm already pooped after my puny paragraph here. So adios.
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