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Dear Holly,
Here is your AstroSlam
for Thursday, November 8:
Thoughts of a promising career dance through your head like sugar plum fairies, but just like sugar plum fairies, they are a fictional construct. Prepare for a lifetime of dead end job opportunities.
Great. Wonderful news for the rest of myday life.
I am frickin' tired. After I got home from work last night at 12:45 PM (yeah, I had to work another midnight shift during the school week), I stayed up for three hours working on my paper for my composition class. I got maybe two and a half hours sleep. Then I got back up to work on it a little more. Now here I am at school, scrambling to get it typed up because the computer was being stupid at home.
Plus, I'm starting to get sick. Everyone's starting to get sick. There have been lots of call-offs at work, and it's not fun. I keep getting called up to fill in for whoever has called off. Minutes before I left for campus this morning, Diane from work called me up to see if I could fill in for a call-off today. They KNOW I'm in classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
I just...I don't know. This job isn't going to work out. I hope I can get a better paying job before Milijana decides to bump me up to working the customer service desk, because it's going to happen after Thanksgiving. And frankly, I just don't want that responsibility.
....My 27th birthday is in a month. Joy. Not really looking forward to it since my birthday always tends to fall around finals' time. Not like I'll be able to enjoy myself. I just hope that being 26 years old was nothing but a bad year for me and being a year older will usher in a new promising era.
Here is your AstroSlam
for Thursday, November 8:
Thoughts of a promising career dance through your head like sugar plum fairies, but just like sugar plum fairies, they are a fictional construct. Prepare for a lifetime of dead end job opportunities.
Great. Wonderful news for the rest of my
I am frickin' tired. After I got home from work last night at 12:45 PM (yeah, I had to work another midnight shift during the school week), I stayed up for three hours working on my paper for my composition class. I got maybe two and a half hours sleep. Then I got back up to work on it a little more. Now here I am at school, scrambling to get it typed up because the computer was being stupid at home.
Plus, I'm starting to get sick. Everyone's starting to get sick. There have been lots of call-offs at work, and it's not fun. I keep getting called up to fill in for whoever has called off. Minutes before I left for campus this morning, Diane from work called me up to see if I could fill in for a call-off today. They KNOW I'm in classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
I just...I don't know. This job isn't going to work out. I hope I can get a better paying job before Milijana decides to bump me up to working the customer service desk, because it's going to happen after Thanksgiving. And frankly, I just don't want that responsibility.
....My 27th birthday is in a month. Joy. Not really looking forward to it since my birthday always tends to fall around finals' time. Not like I'll be able to enjoy myself. I just hope that being 26 years old was nothing but a bad year for me and being a year older will usher in a new promising era.
