Saturday, Nov. 30, 2002
Long winded entry. Sorry.
Long winded entry. Sorry.
Since it has been a couple days since I updated this may be one of those long assed entries that you people just sit around and go "what the fuck is she talking about". Well fuck all of ya'll. This is my diary dammit. Hah.
I slept yhrough Thanksgiving. I woke up at 10. I ate at 11 (yeah I know my family thinks they have to eat at an ungodly early time on the holidays), went back to sleep at 3, woke up and did something I can't remember doing, and then went to bed at 10 that night (only to wake up at 10 the next morning to go to work). Yeah so that was my day off. Interesting wasn't it? But hey I ate like all that day. We still have like 5485479 pies left, a hella alot of turkey, and I saw some family that I haven't seen in a while. So it's all good. Plus I got my sleep on so that means I got my much needed rest.
Friday night (well I guess last night) I went out with a couple of friends. We did the usual (however, I am getting better at that because I don't get drunk anymore when I have to work the next day). That didn't work though. My fucking brother was asleep on the floor, and since he DID get drunk he was all messed up. Which means he was snoring LOUD. And I couldn't sleep. I even tried sleeping in my car. Ok, so I drive a little Suzuki Swift (its like one of those Metro thingies, if you know what I mean) and there was no way in HELL I was going to get comfortable in that car. So after like 30 minutes of trying I went back inside. I didn't go to sleep until like 7:30 in the morning. Two hours later my ass woke up and went to work. Damn my manager has beeter be happy to have me. I mean rain, shine, drunk, asleep, awake, shit I ALWAYS go to work. My other friends either call in, are late, or go in with some hella hangovers. Ok well I did the hangover thing once. But hey we all have mistakes right?
Thank god though this week is over. However one stressful week only follows another one. Here I am in finals week now and I haven't studied for shit. I mean I really only have to study for my sociology test because my human sexuality test is a take home and my archery test... well shit its an archery test how hard could it be right? Well I think I have to go pick up my brother from work god dammit. I hate doing that. Plus if I don't do that I should do some of that take home final I was talkin about.
Oh and and fuck you. Hah you know I don't let things be forgotten that easily. Love you bug.