Rebecca has performed some tricks, so where's her reward?
Why is it that movies I love only come on TV in the pre-dawn hours of the morning? The other day I stayed up until 4 am watching Corrina, Corrina, a hugely under-appreciated movie with one of the most perfect child actress performances I've seen.
Well, every day this week, Rebecca applied for at least one job and rode around on her bike collecting cans. Seriously, I dare anyone to find one soda can within a five-block radius of my house. (There's a house nearby they're doing construction on, and I've learned that construction workers are great about leaving cans around, if anyone cares.) But being more productive has just made me feel more discouraged, because it emphasizes the fact that nobody wants to hire me. I just hope that if I keep up one application a day, something will come along soon.
My mom is taking a trip to North Carolina next week and asked me to go with her (not because we enjoy each others' company -- oh no, far from it -- but because she wants me to help with the driving). Right now I'm still debating whether to go or not. I feel like I should, if only to break the monotony, but she wants to leave on Sunday and Aunt Carla has been planning all week to take me, Athena, and Sara out to lunch on Sunday. It's kinda important and I really don't want to miss it.
All day long I've been feeling so blah. I don't know why and I can't seem to shake it.