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Today I worked my last shift for the postal service. People were starting to notice my uncanny ability to climb the know-how ladder and reach a level of artistry.I may have been the last out of my training class, but once we got into the live mail people were constantly leaning over to me and asking me questions. It's unfortunate that it is the most tormenting work i have ever participated in.But still, i am proud of myself.
I am getting so sick of waiting to find out everything.Especially about school. The vertiginous wait has certainly made me want to puke...i am actually going to the the doctor for something that i just hope has to do with nerves. I am sick of the contemplating and pseudo epiphanies being rejected... i want action...I want the summer. I need warm, bright, promising days.
I want to run outside and not on the treadmill. I also want privacy so when i break out in song, whether it's Journey or Kelley Clarkson, i won't get looks.