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| but I am still here, and still looking for work. 12 sky is boring now that it is a grind (although it was good)... I may just wait. I wish I had another game to play, or something to do... | | |
| Dance tonight, and I am packed. Just have to take my stuff to the car. I have soda and cookies for the party (the last one). And I have my stuff that I want to say ready as well. I'll be home tomorrow afternoon, after I get another cell phone (I lost my last one at work) | | |
| Why the fuck am I awake again at 4 in the morning? (excuse the language)
I don't even know why...
All I recall is waking up at 3 am, overheated, and near "dead", not even recalling a thing... and I want to know why I am still alive...
I don't recall a freaking thing... all I know is I went into the bathroom, wet myself down with a washrag, and went back to sleep... and woke up at 4... and now I don't know why I am awake... I can't recall a freaking thing.
I know it's Sunday... I know I have to work... and I know I graduate in a few days... what the hell happened?
I guess I should be lucky to even be alive...
Terra... comfort me...
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| Anyway, My appointment is now on the 12th and 1 week left in class! (yay) I find out that the Orioles get drubbed 30 - 3 by the Rangers (yup, it's a record). Woe are I Woe are all We suck! (Tragic, ain't it?) Why don't we fire the whole bullpen? They blew the game open (like it wasn't a runaway as it was). Yay, records... (or should I say, boo) | | |
| I is an early graduate...
I am graduating early from WTC (on the 30th). yay...
Now to find an internship...
I had an appointment on the 6th to go see someone about my diabetes, but my mom wanted to go, and I should have called my dad instead. Now my mom is going to be pissed because I am going on the 6th instead of the 12th.
(But I could be dead by then... I hope not, though)
Meanwhile, I am going to try to find someplace closer to here where I can volunteer, and try to clean up this place while I am at it. it's a freaking mess in here.
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