"I take it you just got up"
"About 20 minutes ago"...I lie (I don't want to feel like too much of a bum)
"Spoiled"
"I know, I live the good life most days"
And this is true. I don't have class till 3 on Mondays and Wednesdays. I mean, who gets that kind of treatment? Only royalty. And that's me. :)
The bad thing was that when I went to take a shower this morning they were cleaning the shower room and they don't let you shower while you are cleaning. Meanie janitor people. So, I decided to put my shower off until tonight and went back to my room. While in my room I decided that it takes entirely too long for me to get ready in the morning. I just don't like doing it I suppose. Oh well. I guess you have to get up and get ready every day. I'm just going to have to put up with it.
I then decide I need Starbucks to get me through the day, so I check my bank account to see if I can spare a few dollars for my darling drink. I find to my dismay that my bank account looks like this: "$0.00"
Well crap. No Starbucks for me.
Want to know why my bank account looks like that? Because I spent $129 on gas this weekend alone. Gas. Freaking gas. I know...horrible.
So, I am now waiting for money. And unfortunately it doesn't fall from trees. (But if you happen to find a tree that it does fall from, inform me.)
I'm going home again this weekend. Mom needs me to work the county fair. And I suppose I can't turn down free cooking and laundry. She also wants me to attend their OAP clinic with them on Friday. Which is fine by me but it's in Industrial. I have too many memories at that place, but I guess I'll have to suck it up. I'm way past over him.
(A little boy just walked by, either he's really smart or lost. Oh wait, there's his mom.)
Anyway, I realized that I am going to be home four weekends in a row. That's crazy. That's probably not supposed to do that. Oh well. I like home. Home=love and complete happiness.
That's it. Going to eat din din with my homegirls!
