Reflections and Fragments

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• Today was my last day of work, and it was super bittersweet.
• David brought donuts this morning, and I was uber giddy.
• Candric didn’t know it was my last day, felt betrayed, then we had a mini conversation on the possibility of him belonging to 3 religions. Also, he got on his soap box talking about why some women are trying to be “players” and how this is a result of dudes fucking us over- he made some valid points.
• “Stop reminding meeee. This will not be the last time you’re in my life!”- Corey
• Katie and I had good laughs at work and talked about the stabbing at one of the local bars. 
• Spent $30 in the store because I was emotional and felt like splurging.
• David also got my membership cards made on the spot, and he’s like my favorite person. 
• Bought a pair of Lauren Conrad jeans from Kohl’s because they were cute and on clearance and my roomie had an additional 30% off. Pray that I don’t gain too much weight in my thighs this summer because they probably won’t fit me too well after that.
• And now I pack.

Sooo, if anyone out there wants to go on a road trip when I have money (idk when that’ll be), I can get us into a bunch of random museums for free (aka 1 or 2 people, unless I pass you all off as my children under the age of 18). 

Ciao.

I completely bombed my psych final, but I didn’t study much at all, so what did I expect? So my grade is a high C, BUT I submitted extra credit, so let’s hope I get full points because then I’ll have a low B. I just need a B!

I embarrassed myself in front of probably the hottest guy at work because I thought he was joking when he asked if I could wipe off a table when I had the time. This is what happens when I haven’t worked in concessions in months, and I find out that our maintenance people have been lazy, so we have to pick up their slack -__- we pay people to clean up, so why the fuck are we doing it? 

But you know what made this day okay? Going to CVS and seeing that the cute guy was at the register. I’m sure he realizes that we all love him by now.

Also, I’m wearing a freakin’ swimsuit top because I’m out of clean tank tops. I need to get home so I can do laundry FOR FREE.

Alright, time to write a letter of resignation, some postcards, plan a care package, and apply to more jobs. Also, I need to start packing up this room and figure out something to eat…

Ciao.

We’re in a predicament, and all exits are blocked. If we try to break down a door, someone will surely fall. There is no easy way out, and there will be blood.