Feliz cumpleaños a mi.
If ever I did not feel like it was my birthday, it's definitely today. In the last 3 years, I made it a point to stay home sick, celebrate and spend like we're spent. But today, I came into work. I've only worked here for 2 weeks, therefore, I don't feel entitled to be taking sick days so soon. Especially since working at NPS and how crazy my sick leave got over there. I'm scared to get crazy because I know where it can lead. And then again, I'm not even interested in getting crazy like that, but I know it's still possible. Damm you disease of one is too many and a thousand is never enough! *sigh* So, back to the birthday business.I can now legally go clubbing right? with who and where? Gosh I really wanna go home sick right now. But my dad is at home and he will kill me if I show up for that reason, just to go home. I just want to go to sleep. I finally sent off the 4 pager I wrote to Luis this morning. It was postdated the 4th and got sent on the 8th. Then, i GOT scured when I saw a CDC car heading towards the jail this morning while I drove on bernal. That meant that it might be on it's way to pick up Luis and take him back to prison to do his 8 months there. Then that means he won't get my letter. Okay, stay optimistic. He'll get it. Today hopefully. How cute, Carole, the development boss just called and wished me a happy birthday! She's so cute. I feel so special. Well back to debating whether I should stay or should I go. And where.