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I actually don't feel tired right now. Well, not very tired. That's a surprise. I can't remember the last time I've not been tired, no matter how much sleep I get.
First day of work today la la la la. Mommy wanted me to take the bus home so she could spend time with her boyfriend. But if I took the bus home today, and also took the bus home tomorrow (which I have to, since mom has to be at her work just as I'm getting off mine), then we can't go shopping for decent lunch foods for me till Wednesday evening. Not fun. So I have persuaded mom to take me to the store tonight.
Damn hour-and-a-half bus commutes. I'm suddenly realizing exactly how often I'm going to be gone from home, and kicking myself. Repeatedly. To whom it may concern, you know who you are: You were right. I'm sorry. I'll put up with it as long as I can, and then I'll see about getting my hours reduced a bit. I realized that I won't be able to survive next semester if I'm working full-time the entire summer, anyway; no chance to recharge.
I'm still nervous about the whole "never done this before" thing, of course. Also about my lack of lunch. I was going to make a PBJ and bring poptarts; if the poptarts seemed too dry I could fall back on the sandwich (not literally, that could get odd), and if the sandwich seemed too messy I could fall back on the poptarts. However, this morning I found that the bread is stale. So no sandwich for me. Bah. I haven't even eaten lunch at [@switch rand(2)=0, school, 1, work] since high school.
Anyone who happens to randomly think of me during the day, feel free to send good-luck wishes in my direction while doing so. Especially the person I appealed to about two paragraphs ago. Your good-luck wishes mean the most.
I hope sister doesn't be a brat and wind up late to school again. I don't get taken to work till after she's taken to school.
First day of work today la la la la. Mommy wanted me to take the bus home so she could spend time with her boyfriend. But if I took the bus home today, and also took the bus home tomorrow (which I have to, since mom has to be at her work just as I'm getting off mine), then we can't go shopping for decent lunch foods for me till Wednesday evening. Not fun. So I have persuaded mom to take me to the store tonight.
Damn hour-and-a-half bus commutes. I'm suddenly realizing exactly how often I'm going to be gone from home, and kicking myself. Repeatedly. To whom it may concern, you know who you are: You were right. I'm sorry. I'll put up with it as long as I can, and then I'll see about getting my hours reduced a bit. I realized that I won't be able to survive next semester if I'm working full-time the entire summer, anyway; no chance to recharge.
I'm still nervous about the whole "never done this before" thing, of course. Also about my lack of lunch. I was going to make a PBJ and bring poptarts; if the poptarts seemed too dry I could fall back on the sandwich (not literally, that could get odd), and if the sandwich seemed too messy I could fall back on the poptarts. However, this morning I found that the bread is stale. So no sandwich for me. Bah. I haven't even eaten lunch at [@switch rand(2)=0, school, 1, work] since high school.
Anyone who happens to randomly think of me during the day, feel free to send good-luck wishes in my direction while doing so. Especially the person I appealed to about two paragraphs ago. Your good-luck wishes mean the most.
I hope sister doesn't be a brat and wind up late to school again. I don't get taken to work till after she's taken to school.
