Why am I not in bed right now?

Why did I eat all those Polly-O String Cheeses? (5, I think)

Do my managers at work think I'm incompetent? If so, why don't they say something?

Why should I care?

I hope my cold goes away. I hope there are either not a lot of people at work, or there are massive thunderstorms. I hope I can get a ride home.

I got my revised financial aid package today. Guess how much? *adds* A lot!! Wait....*subtracts work-study*....that's still at least half of my overall expenses for the year. And that's without the Dr. Long scholarship! *sees dollar signs* Maybe the money I'm losing by working two jobs (I'll explain that in a minute) isn't such a huge deal.

It works like this - I clear my schedule, whole weekends at a time, for Lake Winfield. Then I get something that looks like this - Saturday, 12-3. Sunday, 1-3. What the hell is that? It's my day off from Lake Compounce, that's what it is. I should be happy.

Someone told me once, back in eighth grade, that I could have any guy I wanted. Considering the source, and the fact that I think I was going through an awkward stage, I took it with a grain of salt. Now, allowing myself this moment of superficial vapidity (if that's not a word, I just made it one), I'm starting to...well, not believe it per se, but feel a lot more confident. I think getting out of high school, and then away from UConn for a couple months, is doing the trick.

To bed, or Nintendo?