Memorandum

I feel like I'm finishing all the things I need to do before I die...

but it's just school.

Starting on Monday,

for six and a half hours a day,

riding the bus

and eating lunch there.

Is is weird that that is one of the things that scares me the most?

I hate strangers watching me eat. Or worse, trying to converse with strangers while eating.

I'm thankful, though -

the very last eight hours of my life at Kohls is tomorrow.

Maybe after that's done, my shoulders won't be as tight as middle-school girls on the last day of camp.

Bad metaphor, but I wanted to use it, so it gets to be on my blog.

Weird mood today, thus the unsmiling picture of my red hair. Oya-kadoya! I really am happy about it, but I feel a tinge like an axe murderer when I look at it. Why anyone would want to murder axes is beyond me, though...

R<3