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happy summer everyone. ugh- i'm in a sort of a funk and i need to get out of it. i'm not really sleeping, just reading fan fiction and watching the disney channel all night long. i'm fairly sure that's really not the healthiest thing in the world.
i start working tomorrow- tech support at um. i know, i know, i am the least computer savy person on the planet but my minimal knowledge of indesign impressed them since their switching to it and i know how (kinda) to use it, i'm support to help them. except, i barely know the program. i can place pictures or text and make boxes and shit, but they always come out looking shitty. i'm worried that when i go, I'll have no fucking idea what i'm doing and will fuck up and get fired on the first day.
my insomia has made me bitchier than usual. i'm taking it out on my family. i need to get out of the house. i was actually sleeping last night but mike called in the middle of the night and woke me up. i need something to do with my time. work will only be in the mornings, so i decided to write a series of essays and what not, but they all suck. seriously, someone find me something to do. i'm counting on you- or else i may piss off my family to the point where (if they do as they've threatened) they won't pay for brandeis. ugh. i need a life (more so that usual)
and this has been amy's first rant of the summer (on lj of course)
i start working tomorrow- tech support at um. i know, i know, i am the least computer savy person on the planet but my minimal knowledge of indesign impressed them since their switching to it and i know how (kinda) to use it, i'm support to help them. except, i barely know the program. i can place pictures or text and make boxes and shit, but they always come out looking shitty. i'm worried that when i go, I'll have no fucking idea what i'm doing and will fuck up and get fired on the first day.
my insomia has made me bitchier than usual. i'm taking it out on my family. i need to get out of the house. i was actually sleeping last night but mike called in the middle of the night and woke me up. i need something to do with my time. work will only be in the mornings, so i decided to write a series of essays and what not, but they all suck. seriously, someone find me something to do. i'm counting on you- or else i may piss off my family to the point where (if they do as they've threatened) they won't pay for brandeis. ugh. i need a life (more so that usual)
and this has been amy's first rant of the summer (on lj of course)