Thank you all; good night.
My first job: Eight days in a row; usually eight hours a day (sometimes seven and a half plus that infamous first nine). But it's all over now--at least for the week. Pay check on Friday. Nice.
My dad's gone for two weeks, but it could easily change to four with all the damage that stupid hurricane is causing. He's missing me and Cody's birthdays. Thanks, Katrina.
My birthday is Saturday. I'll be eighteen, and I couldn't be more depressed. Still no license, there will be no car, no cell phone, no Dad, no Uncle Bill, no Chris, no excuse to act like a kid anymore, and soon to be no summer. I don't want to see anyone; I don't want to talk to anyone. Mom told me that Dad wanted to take me, her, and Chris out to dinner at the restaurant of my choice for my birthday. I told Mom I didn't want to. He hadn't heard that yet when he apologized since he wouldn't be here. He offered to take us once he got back, but I told him I didn't want to go. Mom asked me if I wanted to go shopping or see a movie; I told her no, too. I even told her I don't want a cake. Chris said a while ago that he would take off on my birthday, but he's gonna be working. I don't care tho. Like I said, I don't want to see anyone. I plan on staying in bed the whole day. Maybe if I sleep thru my birthday, it'll almost be like it never happened.
I think I might make a cake for my birthday and bring it in for everyone at work even tho I'm not working. That would be nice.
Also, I'm being forced to go on a ten-day cruise to the Caribbean over Christmas break. Problems with this: I'm terrified of boats and dark water, I won't see or talk to Chris for those ten days, I won't see or talk to any of my friends visiting from college for those ten days, hell--I won't see or talk to anyone outside my family for those ten days. I hate it when traditions change. They're traditions for a reason!
Should be getting my senior pictures back soon. Am I allowed to scan the proofs to post and show everyone, or is that against the rules since I have to send them back?
My dad's gone for two weeks, but it could easily change to four with all the damage that stupid hurricane is causing. He's missing me and Cody's birthdays. Thanks, Katrina.
My birthday is Saturday. I'll be eighteen, and I couldn't be more depressed. Still no license, there will be no car, no cell phone, no Dad, no Uncle Bill, no Chris, no excuse to act like a kid anymore, and soon to be no summer. I don't want to see anyone; I don't want to talk to anyone. Mom told me that Dad wanted to take me, her, and Chris out to dinner at the restaurant of my choice for my birthday. I told Mom I didn't want to. He hadn't heard that yet when he apologized since he wouldn't be here. He offered to take us once he got back, but I told him I didn't want to go. Mom asked me if I wanted to go shopping or see a movie; I told her no, too. I even told her I don't want a cake. Chris said a while ago that he would take off on my birthday, but he's gonna be working. I don't care tho. Like I said, I don't want to see anyone. I plan on staying in bed the whole day. Maybe if I sleep thru my birthday, it'll almost be like it never happened.
I think I might make a cake for my birthday and bring it in for everyone at work even tho I'm not working. That would be nice.
Also, I'm being forced to go on a ten-day cruise to the Caribbean over Christmas break. Problems with this: I'm terrified of boats and dark water, I won't see or talk to Chris for those ten days, I won't see or talk to any of my friends visiting from college for those ten days, hell--I won't see or talk to anyone outside my family for those ten days. I hate it when traditions change. They're traditions for a reason!
Should be getting my senior pictures back soon. Am I allowed to scan the proofs to post and show everyone, or is that against the rules since I have to send them back?