gahhhh.
long day.
my feet hurt.
a new intern started @ NYSIF. She's slightly younger than I am, just completed her JUNIOR year of college, and is doing "Summer Sessions" at Oxford. Yes, London.
holy mother effer. Way to make me feel even more inadequate. hah. Must be nice to come from one of those families where everything is provided for/handed to you, you don't have to help raise your siblings, and your only responsibility is focusing on school. And, ya know, being a kid. Must be nice.
So I've been scheduled more often at Limited. Which is both a good and a bad thing. Good, because I have to start paying back my student loans (Lord knows my parents aren't going to take care of that for me) and I also have to look into getting Lola fixed. Stupid fuckin' asshole. And I like to go shopping*. A little too often. But whatever.
Picked up my sister from school early the other day, and took her shopping. But she needed it. Besides, it's just money, and it put a smile on that beautiful little face of hers. So worth it. That poor little girl has got more going on inside her head, more stress, sadness and anguish, than most people I know. Just wish I could do something for her, just make it go away. Or at least make it better. But I can't. Way to feel like a complete and total failure as a sister/human being.
Anywho. Time to go eat dinner. Yes, it's 11:30-ish, and I haven't eaten dinner yet. That's what working 13 hour days'll get ya. And it'll be oh-so-yummy-something-reheated. Or cereal. lol.
sweet dreams....
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