I am SO MUCH BETTER THAN BEFOOOOORE
So, sometimes (like all the time), I wish I had connections. Because here I am, realizing that I probably need to look up details of my trip, and going "OH GEE IN FACT NO I DON'T KNOW HOW TO GET TO SHERINGHAM FROM LONDON, HRMMM."*
Much consternation follows. I mean, I can probably figure it out with the dude behind the ticket counter when I'm in England but here's the thing: People Behind Counters are SCARY. It's a 50/50 chance whether they'll pretend you're not an idiot or outwardly despise you. And they kind of have your itinerary in their hands, pretty much, so I mean JEEZ.
I think going to England is going to force me into a happy go lucky state of nirvana because without that I'm going to become a trembling bunch of nerves and I'll never get anywhere like that.
Lunch today with Johanna and Emily was quite fun, we went to South Park mall afterwards for a wee bit, and I harassed the Teavana staff until the supervisor lady got there so I could give her my mini-application. I don't think I'm getting a job there (she's looking more for a part-time worker than seasonal, it takes 21 days to train someone and that takes up like... almost the entire time that I'm back, although I said whenever I came back for breaks I could work), but despite that I somehow felt accomplished after I'd left the mall.
Today was an accomplished day, I think. I feel strangely pleased with myself even though I've still about a billion things to prepare (my dad does too, I'm suprised he hasn't exploded yet from the stress). So, let's stick with that and watch some Doctor Dolittle, I think (the 60's version because IT IS SO MUCH BETTER).
*I do know now. It's by train. With, like, four changes. It's all LOL LONDON-CAMBRIDGE-NORFOLK-SHERINGHAM, which is all good, but if I'm leaving from Otford can I book it there or do I have to wait until I get to London? :O
Much consternation follows. I mean, I can probably figure it out with the dude behind the ticket counter when I'm in England but here's the thing: People Behind Counters are SCARY. It's a 50/50 chance whether they'll pretend you're not an idiot or outwardly despise you. And they kind of have your itinerary in their hands, pretty much, so I mean JEEZ.
I think going to England is going to force me into a happy go lucky state of nirvana because without that I'm going to become a trembling bunch of nerves and I'll never get anywhere like that.
Lunch today with Johanna and Emily was quite fun, we went to South Park mall afterwards for a wee bit, and I harassed the Teavana staff until the supervisor lady got there so I could give her my mini-application. I don't think I'm getting a job there (she's looking more for a part-time worker than seasonal, it takes 21 days to train someone and that takes up like... almost the entire time that I'm back, although I said whenever I came back for breaks I could work), but despite that I somehow felt accomplished after I'd left the mall.
Today was an accomplished day, I think. I feel strangely pleased with myself even though I've still about a billion things to prepare (my dad does too, I'm suprised he hasn't exploded yet from the stress). So, let's stick with that and watch some Doctor Dolittle, I think (the 60's version because IT IS SO MUCH BETTER).
*I do know now. It's by train. With, like, four changes. It's all LOL LONDON-CAMBRIDGE-NORFOLK-SHERINGHAM, which is all good, but if I'm leaving from Otford can I book it there or do I have to wait until I get to London? :O