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I really dont know why i still use my live journal because i feel like I am the only one on the planet who still does!!! I am very excited for Thursday because i am going on vacation. No fucking school and no fucking work it is going to be glorious! I really miss Bakers Square, as much as I said i hated the fucking place, now I want to be there more then ever. I worked there since i was 16 and then out of no where we get less then 24 hours to find out everyone who worked there was unemployed. And out of all the fucking people who worked there I am the only one who got denied unemployment! What the fuck is up with that?! That made me so angry!! But I miss bakers square because the people i worked with fucking rocked, and I miss almost every single one of them. And I try to keep in touch with most of them. I miss the people that I waited on, my regulars were the shit! And i definetly miss the money i use to make there. Now I work at Charlotte Russe at lakeside mall and its totally different then bakers square. I get paid less, i have to deal with a bunch of bitchy girls, the employees are cool but were not as close as i was to the employees at the square, i have to drive further, and all i do is clean and straighten all day. I dont know why but i always think about bakers square and it makes me sad :( And i hate driving past it cause its so empty. But anyways enough about that. I have been very busy with school and work. All i want to say is fuck chemistry and dont ever take it. The labs we do are gay as fuck. I thought we were gonna be doing crazy experiments with acid and shit would start on fire and things would blow up. No not at all we fucking boil water or crush mothballs. Its totally lame. And my teacher is so old that she doesnt know what shes talking about, she forgets things, she lost my exam, and repeats herself all the time. Shes seriously like 80 years old and shes so dumb. Fuck school its a waste of money and a waste of time. But now a days your not getting no where in life without a damn degree.