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Man… I don’t understand what the hell is up with this week. We had a lock down today because there were four different fights that broke out. I saw three of them. We have a lock down again tomorrow. I have lost track of time and have a CSCC program application due on Monday, but Reynoldsburg takes five school days to freaking process my transcripts. I have to still get 2 letters of recommendation tomorrow, but don’t you know it, I was selected to go to an elementary school and tell them why I chose the program I did and such, so I won’t be attending school. I will be there like 5 minuets as I sign in. That is not enough time to do anything. I still have to write a 200 word essay, which I admit isn’t that hard, but then I have to finish filling out the application. So I probably won’t be getting into the fall quarter.
I am stressed out to the limit with the other things I have to do. By Sunday I have to make Graduation announcements because my dad is too much of a cheap bastard to fucking buy them like everyone fucking else. I have to fill out some grant that my teacher applied me for. I have to fill out something about one of my poems being published in a book. I have so many different graduation parties, lots of them falling on the same days. I also have a job for Culinary at a place called Muirfield for the Memorial Golf Tournament. I have graduations to attend.
With all of that you have to throw in the fact that I am still in school, receiving homework. That and I have my in cars for drivers ED thrown in randomly. Oh, and culinary has been hammered no stop with breakfasts and luncheons, and then we ha to cook for, what was it, 600 people for Super Tuesday carnival thing.
And to top everything off, cherry and all… we have a huge senior project in culinary. That is a royal pain in the ass. Also I have a boyfriend. I don’t think I told anyone but as of the 2nd. So add sleep deprivation onto the list. I stay up talking to him, doing mass load of home work, babysitting, and driving.
So to end this story here, I am about to crack under all the pressure.
I am stressed out to the limit with the other things I have to do. By Sunday I have to make Graduation announcements because my dad is too much of a cheap bastard to fucking buy them like everyone fucking else. I have to fill out some grant that my teacher applied me for. I have to fill out something about one of my poems being published in a book. I have so many different graduation parties, lots of them falling on the same days. I also have a job for Culinary at a place called Muirfield for the Memorial Golf Tournament. I have graduations to attend.
With all of that you have to throw in the fact that I am still in school, receiving homework. That and I have my in cars for drivers ED thrown in randomly. Oh, and culinary has been hammered no stop with breakfasts and luncheons, and then we ha to cook for, what was it, 600 people for Super Tuesday carnival thing.
And to top everything off, cherry and all… we have a huge senior project in culinary. That is a royal pain in the ass. Also I have a boyfriend. I don’t think I told anyone but as of the 2nd. So add sleep deprivation onto the list. I stay up talking to him, doing mass load of home work, babysitting, and driving.
So to end this story here, I am about to crack under all the pressure.