because its not like i have a life or anything

[kclman]

7 days straight. i worked 7 days straight after tomorrow. 7! friday-thursday. two of those days i had to work at 6 in the morning. the other 5 i had school. now dont get me wrong, i wasnt scheduled to work 7 straight. i was suppossed to go 7 of 8 days, but i traded with derek so he would be able to take anger management, so i lost my friday with that trade. friday will be great. i have nothing. NOTHING! no work. no school. no homework. no reading. i get to sleep . for-ev-er. saturday should be good, going to UB for the honors program presentation thingy. and after that, which i dont think will take longer than a couple of hours, i am free once again. sunday will be a normal sunday. but next week... wtf!?! i thought that when someone asks for a day off they were supposed to get fewer hours than normal. i was wrong! next week i got screwed major. i ask for tuesday off to go to that concert (i was just joking tonight erin) so i was thinking that i might get 20 hours or less (i usually get 22 or so). i was wrong! 26 hours! friggin, 26 hours on days not at the concert.. i didnt get a single 3 hour shift all week. besides my normal 6-2's on the weekend, i got two 5-8:45's and a 4:15-8. i hate those shifts. and i will have to be at my dad's that weekend so i wont even be able to get a full cycle of sleep all weekend (those last 5 minutes are the most important!) and i doubt my ability to take a nap in that cursèd place (i was playing with the idea of having people call me damien... because my father is the devil). so i am going to have a rough week going into the "vacation."

... and just an afterthought: how am i supposed to have any sort of personal life (ie. the life which i long for) if i spend all but two nights a week in mcdonald's?