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day of possibility. that was what today felt like. i think i did alright on the history test considering i didn't study. i think i aced the pre-calc test. i've accepted my failure on the chem exam come tuesday. we received yearbooks. i'm in it twice. pictures are not great, but not horrible. skipped out on lunch due to preoccupation with yearbook. applied at lake eola panera after school (heather muroski's suggestion). i made jon come with me because i was scared. we both have an interview on saturday. i actually really hope i get the job. i'm afraid that they'll hire him though, and not me. he's the one with working experience. i have nothing.
saw my mom's boyfriend in downtown traffic. back to my house for a few. jon took my shirt, but i have his belt. i walked in on him changing. hahha, it was hilarious. he screamed. i laughed. then he laughed and slammed the door shut. off to starbucks to fulfill my cravings. i was stupid. forgot to specify that i wanted an iced caramel machiatto. drank the goddamn hot one anyway. now my tongue is burnt. gave in and let jon smoke in my car. drove to edgewater for the art show. ;alkdsjf, ran into lauren leavitt. aww, that was surprising in a good way. met up with courtney and rian inside. rian is a fucking amazing artist. and i really liked ashley's photo of dallas at the playground. ohhhh, to be creative. fucked around in the parking lot for a bit with jon, rian, courtney, nelson, dallas, eddy, andy, and jamie. those kids are insane, and i love it. took jon home, picked up pizza, and watched the friends finale with the mom.
in other news: applied at universal on tuesday. supposed to go back for interview next wednesday. i'm hoping i will get the job at panera though, and the universal interview will be unnecessary. met with a chem tutor yesterday. it's not at all encouraging when a woman with a bachleor's degree in chemistry can't even understand the exam. thus, i will be failing. if i'm lucky though, i'm gonna go get pierced afterward to lift my spirits. hahha. finally, my grandmother is leaving the rehab center to come home. they say she is depressed and has "lost her will to live." i'm so scared. two of my mother's siblings have said, "she's dying; she needs to come home." i am absolutely terrified. i want so badly for her to be her happy, talkative self again. she has to cheer up. she has to. she has to. ;aksljfsl;kf, oh god.
saw my mom's boyfriend in downtown traffic. back to my house for a few. jon took my shirt, but i have his belt. i walked in on him changing. hahha, it was hilarious. he screamed. i laughed. then he laughed and slammed the door shut. off to starbucks to fulfill my cravings. i was stupid. forgot to specify that i wanted an iced caramel machiatto. drank the goddamn hot one anyway. now my tongue is burnt. gave in and let jon smoke in my car. drove to edgewater for the art show. ;alkdsjf, ran into lauren leavitt. aww, that was surprising in a good way. met up with courtney and rian inside. rian is a fucking amazing artist. and i really liked ashley's photo of dallas at the playground. ohhhh, to be creative. fucked around in the parking lot for a bit with jon, rian, courtney, nelson, dallas, eddy, andy, and jamie. those kids are insane, and i love it. took jon home, picked up pizza, and watched the friends finale with the mom.
in other news: applied at universal on tuesday. supposed to go back for interview next wednesday. i'm hoping i will get the job at panera though, and the universal interview will be unnecessary. met with a chem tutor yesterday. it's not at all encouraging when a woman with a bachleor's degree in chemistry can't even understand the exam. thus, i will be failing. if i'm lucky though, i'm gonna go get pierced afterward to lift my spirits. hahha. finally, my grandmother is leaving the rehab center to come home. they say she is depressed and has "lost her will to live." i'm so scared. two of my mother's siblings have said, "she's dying; she needs to come home." i am absolutely terrified. i want so badly for her to be her happy, talkative self again. she has to cheer up. she has to. she has to. ;aksljfsl;kf, oh god.