What happened to time?
Time makes no sense anymore. Graduation was six days ago, but feels like a month. I don't even know the day most of the time let alone the date. I lasted just short of two days moping around the house before my parents got sick of it and sent me to work in my mom's office. I'm not holding too much hope for the camp I want to work at as I still haven't heard back from them. I should call them, btu I really would rather be rejected via email than in person....grr. Time moves slower in the south, I'm convinced of it. How else could the three days that I've been home have lasted three weeks? My parents keep giving me menial tasks to do during the day so I won't just sit there and pout that I don't have a job and I'm trapped six hundred miles away from where I want to be, yesterday it was filing, vaccuming, dusting, and a trip to the post office. Today it's ironing and a trip to the bank. I did buy a fun sparkely formal dress yesterday for $20....cause you know, I obviously NEED more dresses. Okay, today I must stop pouting and do something productive and get out of the house and join a gym and unpack my clothes....or at least pull my clothes basket out from the bottom of the pile of my school stuff....I'm running out of clothes that were left in my closet. Oh, I'm going to Orlando on the 30th to audition for Disney's Finding Nemo show, that should be fun if nothing else. I've been having very odd vivid dreams here. Last night involved a cover up train wreck and a war.....perhaps I'm getting too much sleep. Err, I also may have picked three girls names and three boys names for my future kids last nigh right before I went to sleep. Okay, productivity and go!