Monday, April 24, 2006

I'm So Broke That It Ain't Funny

Well, I'm starting to regret not going on the England trip this summer. Kris is going and I'm going to miss him pretty badly. Plus, DUH--England? I've wanted to go there for a while. I don't need the class credit though, but I would totally dig the culture. Mom says I can still drive up to O'Hare and take the trip with the class but just not do the work...

Janice, can I bum a ride offa you?

Well, school was all right today. My last day of Senior Seminar is supposed to be Wednesday SO... I'm going to try to work Friday morning so I can have the afternoon off. Dilemma: I want to go to Celebration on Friday. I asked Brandy to go with me, and she said she would, though I doubt she'll have a very good time. Also, I wanted to do something with Kris that day (it will be the last day we'll see each other for a while and it will also be our 2 week anniversary). I would ask him to join us, but Brandy doesn't like him. I don't wanna ditch Brandy though, because she feels like I don't spend any time with her now that he and I are together. So I don't know. Maybe he and I can go to Positively 4th Street or get some lunch or something. Heck, why not see another movie? I just want to do something, because I don't know how often I'll see him this summer.

Anyhow, I worked 2.25 hours today (not a lot, but eh?) and then I have a couple hours that I can work on Friday morning. I need to save up some gas money so I can hang out with my man a little before and after his trip. I plan on going to see him at Danville a few times (and that's a nice little drive) and his karaoke buddies want to meet me too (also in Danville) so anyway, gotta keep working. I might try to get on at that day care with Rach if they'll let me work there. I need to make some extra cash.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Your blog isn't even worth reading anymore. How sad-it was once wonderful!

Anonymous said...

Sorry-there is still some good stuff in it occasionally.

Sunshine_Jones said...

Yeah you better be sorry, you old polecat.