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I feel like such shit. I've been busy, I've been sick, and I've been falling behind.
On my birthday my father ignored me all day. And he never wished me "Happy Birthday" because he was all pissy about me calling in sick. When my mother asked him why he hadn't, he simply said "I said it yesterday."
I didn't get fired. I didn't get anything. Amiee didn't act any different towards me. If anything, I talked to her more in one day then I have the entire time I have been hired. Weird, I guess. There was a lot of commotion, though; The store's battery went dead, and all the registers and computers turned off. Which was sort of funny. People left full carts in frustration. Since we had to lock the doors so people couldn't come in, people outside had their faces pressed against the glass looking in.
I had to work my first Monday this week. When I got home, I felt a little stuffy. And I had developed this painful sore on the bottom/side of my tongue, which also must have a nerve that connects to my ear right by it, because whenever I swallowed or ate or anything it hurt like a mother fucker. So I ended up staying home for that on Tuesday. And by Tuesday afternoon, I had a real sore throat.
So I had to stay home again on Wednesday, because now I had an actual cold. I also worked on this day. So when my mother got done with all her morning chores, I had her take me to a walk-in doctor in Fredericksburg. He got a little pissy that me and my mom couldn't remember the name for my shit pills, and he took about 5 minutes of his time to examine me and came to the conclusion that I have a sinus infection.
I had to call work before I left. Some guy answered, and I asked to speak to a manager. I waited a while, and thank god, Tobin picked up the phone. I so didn't want someone like Amiee or Shelly to answer. Tobin was cool about it. Completely. He acted like the was scoring some sort of points because I was the second one to call in sick that day.
To pay me back for making my mother go into town again, she wanted to go shopping. I took her to Chick-Fil-A and paid for it myself and everything. When I went into town that day I had about $188.00 in my wallet. I know have $120 something. I bought the Nintendo guide to Donkey Kong 64, the Alanis Morissette unplugged CD, and the movie Austin Powers The Spy Who Shagged Me. Good quality entertainment. On the way home we stopped by the library, and I picked up some books. But hell if I know if I'll have time to read them all. I watched Austin Powers with my mom that night.
So here I am, staying home again. I'm not really supposed to be online when I stay home. And my father just walked in the door from doing yard work. But I'm on here writing this and I'm talking to Alan and I don't care. I like spending time with Alan. He works so much now.
We had a nasty fight earlier this week. Nasty nasty. It was all me and me being selfish over his time. I guess. I just don't like the only stable thing I have not there.
This morning I couldn't sleep. I kept waking up, tossing and turning, and having those dreams where counting is involved, or when everything needs even proportions. And usually my tossing and turning has something to do with the dream. Or whatever. When those things happen to me, that's when I know I'm really sick. Hopefully all the meds I'm taking will allow me to have some decent sleep tonight. I don't think I can miss another day of school. My Christmas break starts on the 17th, and then after that I'm taking to additional days off from school in January because I will still be in Kentucky. Ugh.