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It’s hard to believe that April is almost over. Soon there will be less than a month of high school left. I got my senior stuff last Tuesday… I tried on my cap and gown… … the end.

I have had such a horrible past 10 days. Spring break was nice, but my attitude and overall feeling was horrible. I don’t want to do anything anymore.

Lindsay was kind enough to work the first 4 hours of the 8 hour shift that I was on the schedule for. I would have loved to work them for the money, but I was supposed to be there at 8AM, and my father had to work last night and did not get home until 9AM. With my mother already at work, there was no car access. Oh well. I wasn’t that anxious to wake up at 6AM and work express for freaking 8 hours. When Dot asked me if I could work today since there wasn’t any school, that did not mean I gave her permission to trap me in there all day, on express no less. And tomorrow, I have to work express again, only a 8-3 shift. Or is it 2? I’m not sure. Regardless, tomorrow is my mother’s birthday, and I have to come home, get dressed, and then take her out to dinner after work.

I have to work 2 days next week. Only two. Monday and Saturday. I thought I would be working at least 3 days, considering the holiday. But they recently hired a new cashier, who basically works everyday, so she probably got my hours. Not that I’m heartbroken that I cannot work. I was just really depending on the money from it.

On Wednesday, me and Stephen went into town so that I could return some dresses that I had bought a week earlier, and so he could buy some shorts. I ended up buying two new skirts (on the clearance rack, of course) and a pair of shoes. I had gone to the bank before we left, and had just returned $60 worth. $80 + $60 = $140…. I paid the money for the shorts that Stephen bought, and I plan on getting the $21.60 back. Then, we went to best buy, and I bought Stephen’s late Birthday present of The Sims House Party. I paid $34 after shipping and what not, and they had it at Best Buy for $17.99. I was pissed. Then, we went to the mall (because I was dieing to) and walked around some, and I showed him the dress that I wish I had gotten for prom. We went to Chick-Fil-A, and I had my first chicken sandwich from a fast food place. Actually, it was the first thing I had ever bought from a fast food place that included bread on it. I liked it. I had ketchup and manoase (can’t spell that fucking word) on it, too. Yum. Then, we decided we would go bowling. Because I was wearing flip flops, I had to BUY socks (which I paid $3 for – one pair) and then we had 3 games a piece, and shoe rental. Freaking $40. It was a fun game, but it sucked me so dry money wise. I’m not sure if Stephen considered that all a birthday present, but it cost me way too much. I shouldn’t have offered to pay for Chick-Fil-A, nor should I have suggested bowling. Maybe I just should have stayed home. Blah. I need to get ready for work. A 4 hour shift doesn’t deserve the effort of a shower. It’s dress down day, anyway. Another freaking $3 for that.

It’s thundering. I love these storms. And what perfect weather to match my mood.

Good god, it’s been how long since I updated? Hmmph. I don’t even really want to be updating now, but I thought I should at least try so I can avoid what happened last time.

I haven’t been updating because everything I would want to talk about involves complaining – something that, for a very dramatic change, I am trying to avoid. It all pertains to the trip in Florida, and how disappointed in the way it is turning out. The way it’s looking, we’ll only have 4 full days to spend in Fl, which, in my opinion, is basically not worth going. Both Lindsay and Carl do not want to leave after Graduation, because they have family driving/flying in to see them. It’s understandable, but it’s costing us one less day in Fl, which really has me unhappy. I could deal with 5 days, but 4… It’s a freaking 4 day trip down there. It just doesn’t seem worth it when it is thought of that way. And I’m trying to pressure Lindsay to ask her aunt to move the trip back a week, but she’s timid, so I had to offer that I would pay half whatever her aunt would be losing by canceling and rescheduling. In reality, I think that is a lot better, considering that the best alternative that Lindsay could come up with would be to spend a couple nights in Myrtle Beach on the way back from Fl, which is going to cost SO much additional money that I know none of them will be able to afford the additional weight. It was unrealistic. I want to blame Lindsay a lot for this stuff, because even though she does pull through (after a long period of waiting, that is) she still doesn’t seem to plan ahead. I mean, the day that Lindsay’s aunt was making the reservations, me and Sandy were already talking about leaving after graduation… You’d think Lindsay would have said something then. Or that maybe she would have mentioned it sometime in the month that followed after one of the MANY times that I brought it up. Last week was the first I had heard of this, which has really depressed me ever since. I always hated my family’s vacations, because they would only want to spend 3-4 days at a location, when all I wanted was to stay just a couple of days more… And now this vacation is going to be like that, too. I can’t stand that. I’d almost rather not go then have to do that… Actually, I’m really wishing I wasn’t. If it stays the dates that it is, I am going to dread going.

Damnit. That was exactly what I was trying to avoid. Now I am just more wound up and disappointed as ever.