
I think I am officially going to drive myself insane. I graduate from Paul Mitchell next week. Infuckingsane. I got by night school without taking any leaves, and I don't know anyone to do that yet other then Ash & I, so that makes me proud. And I didn't go over my missed hours so no more extra pay, like most of the other people. :] It's a huge transition in my life though, because it's time to change jobs. Well, more like, start a career. I'm going to see what's available once I get my resume worked out, but I think I want to assist for maybe around six months before I get my own station. So I'm crossing fingers for a good assisting position to be open. Josh asked me to go to the Jaguars game on Sunday, and ironically I have to work. So now I'm trying to switch around that schedule which isn't looking so hot at the moment. And I finally gave away one of my other shifts for next week because I have a design team event in the morning and doing it will make me graduate a day earlier cause of hours. I'm just like a crazy woman, I feel like. And my money is sucking big balls cause I didn't work as much as I normally do last week and it's getting to be that wonderful Christmas time, so I have to buy gifts. Can someone please shoot me?

