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I kept having dreams last night about being fired at work. I called into work for car trouble... Which I was having, but I was able to fix it before my dad got there. Or, even before he knew he was going to have to come and get me. I just never called them and told them I could come in, and actually came up with a lie so my father wouldn't be pissed. I really needed to work yesterday. I need to make as much money as possible... It makes me hardly able to wait for spring break. I'll work more then. But the more I think about having to be there at Food Lion, sucking up all of my time... Ugh. I've been fighting to get a raise, and no matter what good points I bring up, I am still making $6.50. I'm on express today. I'm going to have a horrible day.
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I am so freaking bored. Can't plan for the trip, the internet is boring... I want to go to sleep, but then again, I just don't. Lindsay mentioned this morning that when her aunt heard of the trip we were planning she offered to let us use her time share in Florida for the week. That would cost us $150 in comparison to a possible $800.
So now I'm suck waiting around for that before I can get the travel plans figured out. Recently, Lindsay has been a little slow when it comes to planning this trip. It makes me wonder just how long I'm going to have to wait to get this thing out of the way...
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I got accepted to Averett College. 
When I tried to have a happy response, my parents told me that I shouldn't get my hopes up, because if we can't afford it, then I can't go. Which is really stupid, because all along I have been told not to worry about money issues. When I brought up this point, my father said that I didn't need to worry about it then. That is such stupid fucking logic.
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Planning vacations are a complete bitch. Especially when you go the hard route and attempt to plan everything yourself without the aid of a travel agency. For almost a week now, I have been worrying about getting this trip together. I'm not really a leader, but I usually try to take leadership positions, anyway, since I am under the impression that I'm the only one who will do it right. Sandy has been putting in just as much effort as me, although I have had more time than her. Lindsay on the other hand, and especially Carl, seem to believe that we have all the time in the world. I invited all 4 of us over on Tuesday night, and Lindsay and Carl left within 50 minutes of getting there, and that left me and Sandy to try to figure out something. Carl doesn't even like Florida, but yet he haven't put in any time as to where he would like to go. He also won't tell us anywhere else he would like to go. I invited Lindsay over yesterday, but she was never home, or even called me... I later found out that it was because her grandmother was sick (but she was still home... she probably still could have called so I wouldn't have been waiting) and Carl was talking to me online, explaining how I should just chill and how we had all week.
It's just... ugh. I am just stressed to the max. The last thing I want to do is be the one doing the grunt work planning for this trip, and then just showing them pictures of places and asking if they like them. I wanted some help, but I'm not getting much of it... And I really hate that. I mean, I really hate that. But they're such good friends, I don't want to be mad at them for it. Carl damn well better not complain about what me and Sandy find and arrange.
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I have such a head ache. I didn't get much sleep last night, and I had to wake up at 6 AM because my dad needed the truck today for a doctor's appointment. I had been meaning to record one of my entries anyway, especially at the moments when I thought typed words wouldn't do the feelings "justice." So the fact that I was already awake, I went ahead.
What is it with me and winter months? Maybe I'll be happier in the spring.