yellowducky's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 6 more hours It's my last night on the graveyard shift! So happy. So tired. Of course, it would help if I ever slept during the day, but sleep is for wimps (ha ha). I can't go home to Kansas for Thanksgiving or Christmas. I'm so sad. BUT, I'm taking a week off in January to go home. A week might be too long though... Love my family. Very much. It's just that I'm a different person than I was when I lived at home, and they have a hard time adjusting to that. They still think of me as a quiet little 18 year old who didn't know how to stick up for herself. Now, people don't believe me when I tell them I used to be painfully shy. Good thing is, that in order to get through the holidays without being depressed about being stuck here in the land that's never seen snow, I'm going to get a second job. I hear people asking, "Are you completely insane?" The answer is: yes, yes I am. As if I wasn't just handed an opportunity to recover from sleep deprivation... Strange how old relationships can come back to haunt you, isn't it? Well, little chicks, I must go respond to all the e-mails that have been piling up in my inbox over the last week or so. I apologise to anyone out there who's ever waited too long for a response from me. I'm a procrastinator. 12:29 a.m. - October 19, 2001 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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