Ten years...ten years....and it turns out it that there was another way.

So the day started off on a bad note. I overslept and missed my Comp 2 class. Why? I set my alarm for 9 PM instead of 9 AM. When I woke it was 10. Normally, I would have hauled ass to class, despite being late. However, my Comp 2 professor hates when anyone comes in late--she has a shit fit, and throws her shoes at them. I've seen it done. Scary. So I said fuck it. At 11, I went for my interview at ShopRite, and it looks like a great chance I'll be hired...but now it all depends on a questionnaire I filled out at the interview. It felt like I was taking an exam, 100 questions, testing to see how honest I am. Most of it asked me questions like, "In the past 3 years, have you ever taken company money?" Shit like that. Most of the things I'd never done, but I'll find out Monday whether I'm hired. I also had to take a drug test. Whee. Nothing to worry about. If they find any drugs in me, its caffeine. So, after the interview, I headed to lunch where I saw Nick. Afterwards, it was some KH and GT3 fun, and chatting with Sarah. Dinner beckoned, and I met up with Kate, Nick and a friend of his, and Wyatt. And so, after perverted, sick dinner conversation, Kate gave me a textbook for Modern Europe (thanks!), and Nick and I went back to play Sonic 3. Nostalgic. He left, and I chatted with Sarah until a few minutes ago. Called Rach just as she was about to go to sleep, so only a few minutes there. Speaking of sleep, I need some. The class thing happens a little later.

Nighty night, all.

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