Well this is no good. I don’t even want to go downstairs because I truly want absolutely nothing to do with either of my parents right now, but I need to go open the clinic. Let the games begin, I suppose…
When you realize you're going to be home alone:
ticticboom: Oh yeah, I’mma free bitch! You hear the slightest noise:
This isn’t really turning out the way I had hoped it would. However, I still can’t tell if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. I like to try to stay optimistic, and I’d like to think that something great could come of the change in plans. I just hope I can stay flexible, and continue rolling with the punches…
I hate the dentist, and I dislike not being busy. I almost sorta wish I had work today, and I’m pathetically excited for my open-4 shift tomorrow. Is this real life?
So today I woke up and was pretty tired, especially from work. I love the hours, and I really truly do like my co-workers, so it’s not such a big deal usually, I’ve just been having a rough couple of days. I guess my new co-worker B noticed that I was a little out of it, and she asked me what was up. I figured maybe talking to someone who doesn’t know anything about me might...
I 100% woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. Fuuccccckkkkkk.