Break is over, basically. This is my last night to sleep in. I have to say though, this was a pretty amazing break. I saw the Fact Busters basically every night. Sometimes, we actually went out and did things, but mostly, we sat around and talked, and that was more than perfectly okay with me. I ate a lot - Chinese food at least 3 times. Laughed a lot, shopped too much, crossed several things off my To-Do list. This is my last ever break in high school. That is so weird to think about. Wow. It’s finally come down to this. The next couple weeks won’t even be real though, just field trips and bullshit, busy-work projects, and then PROM and then GRADUATION. Omigosh. Right now, I am watching this Oprah episode about incest, and I know it’s terrible and sickening, but it’s so fascinating and I can’t stop watching.

Amazing how the momentum of one’s day can change so drastically. I got to the mall, bought a ton of shit I didn’t need, and then clocked in at work. Went to my manager for my assignment, and she looked perplexed as she said, “Aren’t you on call today?” TURNS OUT, I grabbed last week’s schedule. I didn’t even have work today, ya’ll. At first I was a bit upset, because I get few enough hours as it is, but then elation flooded into my soul. I clocked out and immediately texted the entire group, “BEACH TODAY.” I can’t even describe my happiness, to be on that beach, and not at work or at home, rotting away. I was so content being there. I am dragging my family and/or my friends back there tomorrow, there is no way I’m spending my last day of break in my room with Netflix. 

I am lying in bed like a rotten beached whale, eating mac and cheese. It’s past noon. No one else in my house is awake. I think I’m gonna move soon though. I’ll go shower, get dressed, and make my dad take me to the mall an hour before my shift, so that I can buy a new swimsuit and stuff for Darien Lake this Thursday. Universe, please forgive me for swiping my debit card daily. My blinds are closed, but I can tell that it is gorgeous outside. I wish I wasn’t working today, and that instead, I was making the Fact Busters go to the beach with me. And I might get called in to work tomorrow too, and it’s supposed to be 91. Sigh. Today, I will finally greet a customer and stop being such an awkward mess. I stress about little things like that too much. I really, really want to go to the bakery by my old orthodontist - they have these amazing ass brownies that I’ve been daydreaming about. I look pitiful right now, lying in bed next to a bowl of mac and cheese, blogging about more food. There are 8 empty water bottles on my dresser. That’s the only thing I’m doing right for my body, ahah. Okay, shower time. Time to start my day.