I guess I should update my life.

I can almost TASTE Christmas vacation. It's right on the tip of my tongue.

Where oh where to begin. I'm am very happy to say that I am dropping the Career Center at the semester. It took me a little while to decide if I actually wanted to go through with it, but I've never felt so much hatrid for one place. At first I was worried that my parents were going to yet again label me as a quitter, but I think they are as happy as I am with the decision. At least I got a taste of what it would be like if I ever went into nursing (which I believe I won't). I just have 16 more days left, and I'm OUT OF THERE! I missed my 'mock' interview today. Not that I give a rats ass.

Human Bio is getting better. Slowly. I think now that I have the weight of the Career Center off my shoudlers, I can focus more on other things. I got 36/35 on my last two quizzes. THATS RIGHT! TWO EXTRA CREDIT POINTS! I was really excited.

I finally got a job! I'm working at the Animal Medical Clinic, and just love it! Olivia basically got me the job, and for that I'm grateful. I get $7.oo an hour :D. I signed up to work Christmas eve and Christmas day and I get triple time. $21/hr! I'm really excited about it.

So we are looking for a car for me, and I never realized how obnoxious of a process it was. It went from a max of $2000, then to thinking about spending $3900. It also went from "Private dealers are the best" to "We should look at dealers" back to "Private sellers have the best deals." We're looking at a '93 Mercury Cougar. At first I didn't really like it, but I think it's growing on me. I found out it have almost double the horse power of my mom's 2005 f150. Meaning: I could smoke just about everyone in the school parking lot. Dad and I are going to go drive it this Saturday, and I really hope everything goes well.

Baah. I'm am slighly confused though. My parents think I'm sick with the stomach flu, but I don't know if it's that. I missed my *ehem* three weeks ago, annnndddd I don't really know why. I KNOW I'm not pregnant, unless I'm pregnant with Jesus. I think my ovaries are rebeling. Pretty much sucks.

Jaa Mata

Happy Birthday Dad <3