I freakin' love my job
So, I started work on Wednesday, and I'm addicted. I love it. International Pantry is so cool, I know its not an "adult" job, but everyone that works there is over thirty. I get to work at 10am and leave a little after 6. I don't get to go swimming, but thats okay. I think I like it so much because I'm surrounded by cooking things and thats my favorite thing in the world. I come home everyday exhausted becuase you are on your feet all day, but its a good kind of exhausted. I haven't gotten a paycheck yet, but its nice to know I will get one.
In other news, I guess my graduation got approved. I got a letter from admissions with my equivilents and I passed 12 hours of credit each semester. I still have to meet with the OU people tomorrow to get courses approved, I think. So complicated.
Brooke moved out on Wednesday, and my parents are settling her in this weekend. So I got to watch Woody Allen and Mel Brooks movies until early in the morning and laugh like a hyena. Which is my actual laugh that I don't bust out that often. Because there are socially acceptable laughs, and mine definitely isn't.
In other news, I guess my graduation got approved. I got a letter from admissions with my equivilents and I passed 12 hours of credit each semester. I still have to meet with the OU people tomorrow to get courses approved, I think. So complicated.
Brooke moved out on Wednesday, and my parents are settling her in this weekend. So I got to watch Woody Allen and Mel Brooks movies until early in the morning and laugh like a hyena. Which is my actual laugh that I don't bust out that often. Because there are socially acceptable laughs, and mine definitely isn't.