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Seriously hating my class... Glad I took the six weeks instead of sixteen though.

Interview today. Seemed to go well, but... First day of classes too.

Wish me luck. :)

*sighs* Not too bad of a day. Back hurts horribly, but... Spread mulch for my dad's wedding only to have the dog dig in it (yeah, not pleased about that part), went shopping for my dad's wife's wedding shower gift, fish/frog food, body wash, and a shirt for my interview on Monday. Held a Red Tail Tree Boa today. Only a foot or so long. Sweetest little thing. Not so little price tag. Might be a later Christmas gift from a special someone. Despite our being upset with each other right now. Though I'm not too sure why. *sighs* Why does it hurt so god damn much?

So, yesterday, found out that the starter on my car was shot. Today, I found out that my starter was usable, but was going to need to be replaced soon, my fuel tank is leaking from the top, my front driver's side brake caliper was going, my oil cap bolts were striped and leaking oil, my oil sending unit was leaking oil, and my transmission pump seal was broken and was leaking transmission fluid.... All in all, about 1500 dollars worth to fix it, minimum. Which, being a `93 Ford Escort that hasn't been worked on right and left out to the elements in it's whole life (minus the year I've had it for the worked on part), not too bad. Still more than my car is worth though. Can someone say "MONEY PIT!"?

Despite all that though, I had a pretty decent day. Or, at the very least, I feel good right now. Boyfriend may have had a hand to in that. :)

Mom's graduating tomorrow and my semester's done until the 16th. Won't be on much until then. Not that anyone really reads this, but just thought to put it up anyway. Ciao

One down, three more to go.

Stupid little twit! Don't try to lecture me. If I don't know, I'm willing to learn, but don't try to push a belief on me. I will take you down and rip you limb from limb. Think I don't know... Ha! I live the life she's lecturing. Pathetic human scum. Spoiled brat.

Been up since five in the morning, and it's now 11:15. So, tired, don't feel all that well, and was asleep when my boyfriend called me. He got upset because he woke me then told me he'd call me back when he calmed down. A half an hour later, much to my great irratation, he calls... For seven frickin minutes!



... Yeah... Just a wee bit irratated.

Not to mention I can't fall back asleep, which is why I'm here writing this.