Thursday, June 08, 2006

Barf.

I'm home, finally. Not too happy to be here. The more and more I live away from home the more and more I don't miss it. Not that I hate my parents or sister or doggy (no way I don't hate my doggy), cuz I don't. I just like to live with, oh I dunno, a sense of independence.

Plus, I hate unpacking all my shit and putting it into a room that even Ghandi would be dismayed to stay in. Smaller than a postage stamp that room is!

So I'm going to be interning and that's pretty sweet. And I'm going to be making some money and that's pretty sweet, too. And then I hopefully can start renovating my OLD bedroom that's been "in the works" for about 4 years now. And those are my goals. Get class credit, get money, get a new bedroom.

Hm yknow what I just realized? I probably have to pay for my summer internship course. Which is crap because it's online. Hm. Fuck.

Love, Angela

Monday, June 05, 2006

Seriously, what rediculousness.

How is everyone? I miss writing in my blog. It seems that I have been too busy to bother, and I apologize. My goal is to write in this over the summer.

But as I plan for things to do in the future, my current obligations paralyze me. Today is my first day of finals and thinking about all the things I have to do singes my mind. I have to turn in one more final and attend one agonizing critique later tonight. At that point, I shall be done. But wait! I am forgetting that I must call Dan from AccuRadio and deny an internship.

I applied for said internship like I usually apply for internships-- without actually planning on getting it. However, I got the internship which is very exciting and I am eternally grateful. But is it so bad that all I want to do this summer is make money and renovate my bedroom? Yes that's right-- I'd turn down an internship because I just might be able finish a home improvement project gone horribly awry. My only hope is that I can defer my internship to a later date.

All this future planning is making my head hurt, and I can't have that happen.

Also, a few weeks ago I stopped going to work and it was the best thing I could have done. Never again will I have to deal with the Bean Caffe', the worst job I've ever had. Fuck you, Bean Caffe'. Fuck you in the ass.

Jamba,
Angela