Grr...

Looks like my time being a night owl is on hold for now, as my stepdad is determined to pull me back to a normal sleep schedule, back to "reality." So, he wakes me up at 8:30 this morning, after going to bed around 2:30 AM. He woke me up, and I saw a huge grin plastered on his face. Looks like I'm gonna have to go to bed earlier, probably between midnight and 1 AM. I hate starting the day pissed off...3 weeks, and I want to go back. Trouble is...I'm here for the next 3 months.

This world is made of...love...and...peace!

I am feeling so out of place here...remember yesterday when my stepdad talked to me about going to bed/waking up so late? Well, this time, he was the one who woke me--around 11 AM, he turned up his stereo very loudly and BLARED Led Zeppelin, shocking me out of a wonderful sleep. I was pissed, but he had a smile on his face. 3 weeks I'm home, and I want my freedom back. At least my roomie didn't mind if I slept all day...anyway, today was day 2 of work, and it passed rather well. For almost 4 hours, I sat in front of a screen doing computer training programs, again, then did register training for a bit before break, came back and trained on register with another person, Michelle--who, I've come to discover, is a rare breed: a female gamer who loves FF7 and loves anime! And so, she's my first friend on the Cape. Got home, watched some hysterical George Carlin with Rob, then up here for online fun. As for the rest of my work schedule:

Wednesday: 1-8.
Thursday: 1-8.
Friday: 12-9.

As for what I'm doing for the free weekend is anyone's guess. For now, I go to sleep.

Nighty night, all.