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There's a game today and as usual, I'm not excited about it. Maybe to see the Hip Hop dance routine at halftime, but that's about it. A total waste of four, maybe four and a half hours just to see people running around chasing after a ball. Oh, only one more semester of this and then I'm done forever. Thankfully I have mom's consent also, since she knows how I feel. I shouldn't have to feel obligated to ruin my weekends and my weeknights just for a lousy 160 bucks. Sure, it helps some part of my tuition bill, but it's really not worth all of the intolerable rehearsals and games. I'll bite my tongue despite Sara and many other's horror stories of work-study and I'll be doing that next year.
Things are slowly getting better in the home department now. She's moving little by little to avoid the already tiring process of moving. Mom's going to be in a better place in her life and I'm just sorry it took this long to find that happy place of hers. But that's what life is all about, yeah? Searching, no matter how long it takes. Everyone wants a happy ending, or at least a happy moment from time to time. But I'm preaching to the choir.
I'm a bit worried about work though. I didn't have e-mail access for the past week and I couldn't e-mail my team leader letting her know that working Mondays and Wednesday nights were too much for me. With nineteen hours of class and lessons, with all of the reading and assignments I've already been given, I'm going to need those nights free. Rushing after my 3:00-4:15 class back to the dorms to change into my uniform and then to fight the awful Bardstown road traffic doesn't make work worth the extra effort. I'm fine with the weekends, so I wrote her a note and I tried to call Natalie but I haven't heard from her since Wednesday. Should I be worried? She's probably busy also.
Oh and let's not forget the unforgettable Miss BU incident. Too humorous for words, that is for sure!
Things are slowly getting better in the home department now. She's moving little by little to avoid the already tiring process of moving. Mom's going to be in a better place in her life and I'm just sorry it took this long to find that happy place of hers. But that's what life is all about, yeah? Searching, no matter how long it takes. Everyone wants a happy ending, or at least a happy moment from time to time. But I'm preaching to the choir.
I'm a bit worried about work though. I didn't have e-mail access for the past week and I couldn't e-mail my team leader letting her know that working Mondays and Wednesday nights were too much for me. With nineteen hours of class and lessons, with all of the reading and assignments I've already been given, I'm going to need those nights free. Rushing after my 3:00-4:15 class back to the dorms to change into my uniform and then to fight the awful Bardstown road traffic doesn't make work worth the extra effort. I'm fine with the weekends, so I wrote her a note and I tried to call Natalie but I haven't heard from her since Wednesday. Should I be worried? She's probably busy also.
Oh and let's not forget the unforgettable Miss BU incident. Too humorous for words, that is for sure!