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Is it Friday yet? I need it to be Friday. Sometime around...after noon, please.
So why is it only Tuesday? >.<
I so do not want my parents to keep bugging me about this program. Yes, I know that me not doing them is why I failed out the last time, but please. I am twenty two, I sort of need to start taking care of this myself, My mom keeps telling my dad to help me, and I don't want help at this stage! He can't help me anymore. He understand it about as much as I do.
I don't think my mother knows what this is like. She only went to a two year college, although she took three years to graduate. When she was my age, she already had my brother, and was living her life. She didn't have 'helpful' parents, and doesn't understand how annoying it can be at this stage. I just want to be left alone. I want to work this out myself.
My mom's the nagging sort. More the reason to graduate, find a well paying job, and get the hell out of here. Then I'll miss the nagging, but whatever.
I founnd out today the name of the 'book' I'm going to write someday. It used to be a running joke with my mom that I'll write a book someday about...I don't know, some aspect of myself. She'd bring it up whenever I talked about my stories, and I sort of stopped doing that. So, in Creative Writing, after being given our assignment for the next class, the subject of grocery stores came up. I commented that I worked at one, and told a few stories, and my Teaching Assistant told me I should write a book or something about it.
Called Confessions of a Checkout Girl.
Doesn't that sound cool? If I ever wrote it, it would be about my experiances through college and stuff, but whatever. Since I didn't have a typical college experiance, being anti-social and all, but that's what'll make it different.
What am I talking about? I'll never write that. But it's fun to dream.
...is it Friday now? Damn...
So why is it only Tuesday? >.<
I so do not want my parents to keep bugging me about this program. Yes, I know that me not doing them is why I failed out the last time, but please. I am twenty two, I sort of need to start taking care of this myself, My mom keeps telling my dad to help me, and I don't want help at this stage! He can't help me anymore. He understand it about as much as I do.
I don't think my mother knows what this is like. She only went to a two year college, although she took three years to graduate. When she was my age, she already had my brother, and was living her life. She didn't have 'helpful' parents, and doesn't understand how annoying it can be at this stage. I just want to be left alone. I want to work this out myself.
My mom's the nagging sort. More the reason to graduate, find a well paying job, and get the hell out of here. Then I'll miss the nagging, but whatever.
I founnd out today the name of the 'book' I'm going to write someday. It used to be a running joke with my mom that I'll write a book someday about...I don't know, some aspect of myself. She'd bring it up whenever I talked about my stories, and I sort of stopped doing that. So, in Creative Writing, after being given our assignment for the next class, the subject of grocery stores came up. I commented that I worked at one, and told a few stories, and my Teaching Assistant told me I should write a book or something about it.
Called Confessions of a Checkout Girl.
Doesn't that sound cool? If I ever wrote it, it would be about my experiances through college and stuff, but whatever. Since I didn't have a typical college experiance, being anti-social and all, but that's what'll make it different.
What am I talking about? I'll never write that. But it's fun to dream.
...is it Friday now? Damn...