On Entering the Work Force: - 5/22/2005 in 2005 - 2007: High School

  • Aug. 16, 2013, 11:05 p.m.
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I owe Eric five dollars. I borrowed two from him Thursday and three Friday so that I could buy lunch. He rolled his eyes Friday but still gave me the money.

"Sorry. I'll pay you back in like, two hours. You're going to set up for the fair, right?"

"No. I'm going to work. You know, that place where I go so that I can keep giving you money?"

It has occoured to me lately that I really, really need to get a job. A, so that I will have money to buy all the crap that I want B, so that I won't have to go to some second rate community college, and C, so that I will not be sitting around here doing nothing all summer.

I basically have two choices, since I live in the middle of nowhere and don't have a car: Shaws or Julie's ice cream. Given the choice between these two, I choose Julie's since it isn't a large corporation, they don't play soft rock for the entire day, and no one from my church works there. (shudder. I really hope I don't have to work at Shaws.) Julie and Mike are very nice and gave me a free icecream for turning in my application, but they said that there were no openings thus far. So unless they fire someone... Shaws it is.

I really hope I get to work at Julie's. (Even though if I do, Eric is going to make fun of the fact that I make minimum wage scooping icecream while he plans all the concerts that go on in town and gets health benefits and a cell phone working for the town government.) It just seems like one of those places you can get attatched to like Rob's attatched to the organic grocery store. Meh. We'll see. And I suppose I'm not DEFINATELY banished to Shaws if nobody screws up. There's always... Dunkin Donuts.

I'd better get that job.

So yesterday I read back in my October through January journal, and I realized that Adam flat out did me a favor by breaking up with me. Seriously. He was all that I was concerned with. It was pathetic. It's not healthy to be that attatched to someone. When I read back, I realized how much I've grown since last summer - even since January. It used to be that it didn't seem like that long ago. It still kind of feels like that, I guess, but I've grown this year more than I have any other year in my life, and it's like... October through January Aidan is a completely different person from who I am now.

I mean, look at me. I'm driving, I'm getting a job, I have a real band, I practically run my own community service organization - October through January Aidan couldn't do that. She was too weak and too immature. And I would still be her if I were still with Adam.

Now maybe if I could shut up about him once in a while...

I have been rotting my brain all weekend in front of the computer. I've been playing the Sims. Once when I mentioned to someone that I like the Sims, they said, "Isn't that that game for people who have OCD?" And it totally is. I like telling little electronic people what to do. I think I'll go do it now.


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