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The amount of hours that I work can go up to about, 45 plus. 45 tops.
Overtime is such a buzzkill.
The fact that I sleep in late doesn't exactly help me out in the long run.
It's nice to sleep though. Lately, I've been getting up a little earlier.
School is starting on Monday. Not excited.
I got to the point as to where I have to take Speech.
I really don't like talking in front of classes.
I don't usually like my classmates and would prefer not explaining to them something they will never get.
Writing speeches is just peaches.
Give me a night and I'll have the best paper in sight.
I don't really like my new boss.
I actually liked going to work before. And now I cringe at the thought of going.
I don't really cringe, but I don't really feel like putting in as much effort.
I feel like I'm working at a new job, but I already know how to do everything.
It's quite a weird feeling.
I think they are fucking me over with my pay also.
They aren't giving me as much as I should/deserve to be getting.
They did say, however, 'in a month or two' I would be getting put on salary for quite a hefty sum.
I'm just waiting for that.
I think Ryan and I are getting a place somewhere.
He is going to be going to FAU (Boca) and I will be going to PBCC (PBG/LW) and also working at DQ (J_town). So we have to find something inbetween. Most likely WPB or LW.
I found some cool places on craigslist.
I'll just have to wait a few months and see.
It would be nice though living on my own.
Especially when I'll be making enough money to be able to pay rent in a week.
Hours, hours, hours, hours.
So many hours.
I also want to include in my journal the fact that I like a girl.
She is very cute and likes Mario Tennis.
Christmas was not what I used to remember.
My new haircut and jacket are pretty sweet.
Blah blah blah now I'm going to sleep.
Overtime is such a buzzkill.
The fact that I sleep in late doesn't exactly help me out in the long run.
It's nice to sleep though. Lately, I've been getting up a little earlier.
School is starting on Monday. Not excited.
I got to the point as to where I have to take Speech.
I really don't like talking in front of classes.
I don't usually like my classmates and would prefer not explaining to them something they will never get.
Writing speeches is just peaches.
Give me a night and I'll have the best paper in sight.
I don't really like my new boss.
I actually liked going to work before. And now I cringe at the thought of going.
I don't really cringe, but I don't really feel like putting in as much effort.
I feel like I'm working at a new job, but I already know how to do everything.
It's quite a weird feeling.
I think they are fucking me over with my pay also.
They aren't giving me as much as I should/deserve to be getting.
They did say, however, 'in a month or two' I would be getting put on salary for quite a hefty sum.
I'm just waiting for that.
I think Ryan and I are getting a place somewhere.
He is going to be going to FAU (Boca) and I will be going to PBCC (PBG/LW) and also working at DQ (J_town). So we have to find something inbetween. Most likely WPB or LW.
I found some cool places on craigslist.
I'll just have to wait a few months and see.
It would be nice though living on my own.
Especially when I'll be making enough money to be able to pay rent in a week.
Hours, hours, hours, hours.
So many hours.
I also want to include in my journal the fact that I like a girl.
She is very cute and likes Mario Tennis.
Christmas was not what I used to remember.
My new haircut and jacket are pretty sweet.
Blah blah blah now I'm going to sleep.