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So I'm leaving for SU in a week from today. It's hard to believe.
I came to really like my job at Cafe Botanica, in the sick way that I like hectic, thankless jobs. The only thing I hate is when everyone gets sent home except me and I have three hours alone with Mauricio and Alex and there's nowhere to hide when they decide to torment me with cucumbers wrapped in plastic while speaking rapid Spanglish at me. I only have this weekend left to work though so I doubt that will ever happen again. My dad wants me to get Sunday off, even, which I don't know how I will ever accomplish but if I do then I'll be all finished as of Saturday night.
My hair is long. I woke up one day in a size four with long blonde hair and tan skin. The way men look at me has changed. I am still getting used to it.
I had to change all my classes. Now I have the most boring semester ever. History, two literature classes, sociology and 19th Century Art History. Maybe when I get back to school I'll finally get around to declaring my art history minor. Fincke promised a Publishing major in time for us to actually complete if before '09 so I'm sort of banking on that for now. I would just like to point out that, though I keep sitting around waiting for college to get harder, in twenty two more credit hours (after this semester) I will have completed my bachelor's degree. Even though I got depressed and almost failed an entire semester of college. I have room to take sixty more credits, which useless classes should I choose?
We ate like kings last night at the South Fin. I still feel full more than twenty four hours later and after this entry I guess I'll make myself some tea to try and settle. I accidentally fell asleep with my work clothes on and woke up at eleven to a plate of weird potato chips set on the chair in front of me. All the lights in my house were already off.
Tomorrow it's either the beach or the city. Whichever I don't do tomorrow I'll do on Thursday since I have all this time to kill before I work on Friday.
daybreaksearly: oh wow, i don't even have to take sociology!
daybreaksearly: should i keep sociology, try to take math now, or take something else... hm..
intarctanxdx: christ, just do stats with dr. lo
intarctanxdx: it's all busy work
intarctanxdx: stats isn't real math
intarctanxdx: like honestly, there isn't any math involved
intarctanxdx: you'd have to be retarded to not understand it
daybreaksearly: you're going to end up thinking i'm retarded
I came to really like my job at Cafe Botanica, in the sick way that I like hectic, thankless jobs. The only thing I hate is when everyone gets sent home except me and I have three hours alone with Mauricio and Alex and there's nowhere to hide when they decide to torment me with cucumbers wrapped in plastic while speaking rapid Spanglish at me. I only have this weekend left to work though so I doubt that will ever happen again. My dad wants me to get Sunday off, even, which I don't know how I will ever accomplish but if I do then I'll be all finished as of Saturday night.
My hair is long. I woke up one day in a size four with long blonde hair and tan skin. The way men look at me has changed. I am still getting used to it.
I had to change all my classes. Now I have the most boring semester ever. History, two literature classes, sociology and 19th Century Art History. Maybe when I get back to school I'll finally get around to declaring my art history minor. Fincke promised a Publishing major in time for us to actually complete if before '09 so I'm sort of banking on that for now. I would just like to point out that, though I keep sitting around waiting for college to get harder, in twenty two more credit hours (after this semester) I will have completed my bachelor's degree. Even though I got depressed and almost failed an entire semester of college. I have room to take sixty more credits, which useless classes should I choose?
We ate like kings last night at the South Fin. I still feel full more than twenty four hours later and after this entry I guess I'll make myself some tea to try and settle. I accidentally fell asleep with my work clothes on and woke up at eleven to a plate of weird potato chips set on the chair in front of me. All the lights in my house were already off.
Tomorrow it's either the beach or the city. Whichever I don't do tomorrow I'll do on Thursday since I have all this time to kill before I work on Friday.
daybreaksearly: oh wow, i don't even have to take sociology!
daybreaksearly: should i keep sociology, try to take math now, or take something else... hm..
intarctanxdx: christ, just do stats with dr. lo
intarctanxdx: it's all busy work
intarctanxdx: stats isn't real math
intarctanxdx: like honestly, there isn't any math involved
intarctanxdx: you'd have to be retarded to not understand it
daybreaksearly: you're going to end up thinking i'm retarded