TIRED of sleeping in.

It was about half past midnight and I was absolutely engaged in reading some letters I have written for the past couple years. They made me laugh so hard I cried. I really did. I am so glad I wrote them.

I have been waking up at 11:00 for the past three weeks. I don't think that it is a good thing. I would feel worse if I spent half my day on facebook, or something ridiculous (oh wait!!). Oh well, at least I work today (for like three hours). I am so glad that I get to walk to work. If it were not for the walking, I would feel like such a bum. Or like more of a bum.

Anyway, immediately after writing this, I am going to have a shower, get dressed, eat some lunch, and do something. I don't know what I am going to do exactly, but it is going to be something. Something fun.

On the weekend, I am buying more clothes...smaller ones;) and getting a hot hair cut and colour. On Monday I am going to apply for some other jobs. Not that being a dietary aide isn't fun...it isn't...but I want to work in a Salon...as a receptionist. I am going to do it people. Just you wait.