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yet another night where i am tempted to skip my entry, but NO! I shall not be dissuaded from this. The last 2 days at work have been relatively painless, meaning they weren't good but knowing there's an end in sight makes them so much better. I've been telling everyone that i am leaving, a lot of people knew, but now that it's official, i see no reason to be quiet about it. It's also easier to say fuck it to customers, because honestly it doesn't really matter anymore. Oh man, I am loving it.
I got painfully ill at work today, I was in a meeting with my supervisor and when the time came to get back on the phone i had to run to the bathroom to throw up--everything I'd eaten today basically. It was crazy gross. Mom thinks it's anxiety, I think I developed an allergy to coke zero. Or maybe my body is rebelling against "bad" food, when I deviate from plan, i don't know.