and nobody knows it but me..
where to even start..
i love my job. i get paid to hang out with some of my favorite people in the world, and dance around in a big kitchen to 50 cent after we close. and NO YOU CAN'T HAVE A JOB THERE. damn. last night i didn't get off til 1 though, and calvin called cause he knew i wasn't getting of til late. stupid me, because then we talked until about 4.
AND someone *else* called me last night that i haven't talked to in a long time and i was like @%_)*^&!). seriously. it was great.
rich's birthday was on thursday. i bought him dave matthews tickets, so we are going on wednesday. it's gonna be the last time we are actually gonna go out and do somethin i bet, so i'm sad. it's gonna be our last date. i'm making it harder on myself though, and right when everything is at the highest point in our relationship, at the best it's ever been, he's gonna be gone. story of my life.
i'm taking solano classes for the fall too, and some people seem to think i can't do it with cheerleading and regular school and a job and 23507 other things. which of course makes me want to do it more. i'm taking a full semester load, 15 credits. i wish i would have had the same enthusiasm to learn my sophomore year as i do now.. because now it's so important to me to do well number one, but also get something out of it. i'm so excited for college, i can't even stand it. maybe that's why i'm being sucha solano kid.
anddd speaking of college, louisville. roy did it, he's got me hooked. louisville is my second choice school, for when i don't get into nc state. and although according to people that read this journal i'm not a good cheerleading and i'm never going to be able to cheer in college, i'm going to cheer there if i go. on scholarship. on the best team in the country, nine billion time national champions. i can hate roy at times, but he is the best coach in the world and he does WAY to much for me. it took him all of about two seconds before he was on the phone with the lousiville coach. so, not to be a bitch, but when you were talking shit about me, i was working my ass off. deny it, but remember you said it and know that i know and that i worked hard to prove you wrong.
life is good.
i love my job. i get paid to hang out with some of my favorite people in the world, and dance around in a big kitchen to 50 cent after we close. and NO YOU CAN'T HAVE A JOB THERE. damn. last night i didn't get off til 1 though, and calvin called cause he knew i wasn't getting of til late. stupid me, because then we talked until about 4.
AND someone *else* called me last night that i haven't talked to in a long time and i was like @%_)*^&!). seriously. it was great.
rich's birthday was on thursday. i bought him dave matthews tickets, so we are going on wednesday. it's gonna be the last time we are actually gonna go out and do somethin i bet, so i'm sad. it's gonna be our last date. i'm making it harder on myself though, and right when everything is at the highest point in our relationship, at the best it's ever been, he's gonna be gone. story of my life.
i'm taking solano classes for the fall too, and some people seem to think i can't do it with cheerleading and regular school and a job and 23507 other things. which of course makes me want to do it more. i'm taking a full semester load, 15 credits. i wish i would have had the same enthusiasm to learn my sophomore year as i do now.. because now it's so important to me to do well number one, but also get something out of it. i'm so excited for college, i can't even stand it. maybe that's why i'm being sucha solano kid.
anddd speaking of college, louisville. roy did it, he's got me hooked. louisville is my second choice school, for when i don't get into nc state. and although according to people that read this journal i'm not a good cheerleading and i'm never going to be able to cheer in college, i'm going to cheer there if i go. on scholarship. on the best team in the country, nine billion time national champions. i can hate roy at times, but he is the best coach in the world and he does WAY to much for me. it took him all of about two seconds before he was on the phone with the lousiville coach. so, not to be a bitch, but when you were talking shit about me, i was working my ass off. deny it, but remember you said it and know that i know and that i worked hard to prove you wrong.
life is good.