Aug 24, 2008 17:34
I start working tomorrow at 4p.m.
I'm a little nervous, especially since I called and left a message asking what to wear and she never called back. Hmm.
Anyway, I work every day this week except Wednesday, when I start classes, and Friday-when I have Tigers tickets.
I'm not sure who I'm going to take. There's 4 and they are free. I don't have many friends who are baseball fans.
I hate the fact that I have a math class this semester. I am going to go insane. Urgh. I HATE math.
Anyway...I am struggling with hatred for myself lately.
I know that's a strong word but I really think it fits.
Why am I like this?
And I would ask why in the world anyone would ever want to be my friend, but I'm afraid I will come up with a conclusion that will send me down a dark, dark path.