I like the way Jensen says "bitch." NAUGHTY.

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As if I wasn't having enough of a freak out already. I just. I'm not looking for advice. I need to vent, because ow, the cinderblocks on my chest.

My manager comes back to my store today after a meeting in Tampa with all the head honchos, says he has some news. Apparently, ALL the stores in our district are changing our hours to one set time: 5am to 11pm. This is BAD, for so many reasons. Bad for ME, personally, because there is NO WAY I can work on weeknights until 11:30 and still come home in time to do a bit of homework for the next day and get to bed at a decent time for the next morning. My manager knows this, and said it was no problem if I filled out a new availability sheet to work only until 10:30 on those nights (the time we close now.) And, that's fine, I guess, but I still feel HORRIBLE about basically taking up the position as pre-closer for all those nights. I know other people probably want those hours too, and I feel like I'd be hogging them all. Not to mention the fact that at this time we get NO business after 10:00 on the days that we do stay open until 11:00, and it's just a whole big mess. And not at the time when I needed it.

Because I have this stupid stupid problem of never saying "no," I switched a shift with someone on Wednesday, originally my only day off during the week next week, but now I work this Sunday until next Friday, no days off, basically going straight from school to work. And that? That SUCKS. To anyone who's ever been in college before, or are right now, you know that growing sense of stress you get when you keep looking through your syllabus, or whatever, and you're like, "Oh, there's that. And then there's that. And then... that. Oh my God, that too." Plus working on top of all of it. I've been in situations like this before, and probably will be as years go by, but it doesn't make this any easier, to see the light at the end of the tunnel right now. This coming week is not going to be pleasant.

Top that off with the fact that I'm still so damn stressed about this coming year and what in the hell I'm exactly going to be doing, with moving out, with studying in England, with saying goodbye, coming to terms with the fact that I am GROWING UP and it's somehow happening faster than I'd like. This is, of course, all coming together because I'm PMSing too. Yaaaaay.

So, breathing. There will be a lot of that. And not having fits while I anaylize Joyce and Eliot in two seperate classes at the moment.

On the plus side! So, RIGHT, um, guy at work who is absolutely adorable and so GENTLEMANLY, sigh, was told by our assistant manager (whom I LOVE) that he was number one hot guy at our store ahahahaaaaa. So of COURSE all the other guys get all indignant, and basically, hilarity ensues. We were all talking about it today, and he basically reminds me that all the girls (and maybe a few anonymous guys ahaha) put me up as number one hot girl at our store ahahhsdlfkasjd. So I'm all like, "SHUT UP youaresolying," and he's like, "No, it's still true!" and so of course I can feel myself turning BRIGHT RED and mumble something stupid, and he's like, "Hey, we're the hottest people here! HIGH FIVE." And we high fived. And I suggested we make t-shirts. AHAHAHA oh God. *Crawls into hole*

So the other day I am driving to school listening, of course, to my iPod, and Hells Bells by AC/DC comes up. "Self," says I, "it would quite possibly be the coolest thing in the history of the entire world if Kripke et al used this song as the opening promo, no?" Because, honest to God, just THINKING about it I had chills. And clearly, I can predict the future. Holy SHIT. SHOOOOOWWWW. I cannot wait, CANNOT WAIT until premiere night. I really really need to have something to look forward to each week again. <33333333

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I cannot even count the number of times I have called up my mom and been like,
"omigawd MOM. I've got three tests on Friday and work until then with no time to study, and there's a project due that I don't think I can finish, and what if I can't get time off in December, and I don't even know if I want to do this major anymore, and what am I going to do with the rest of my life!!!"
And then she has to rewind me from 30 years in the future, remind me to prioritize and take one thing at a time, and say mom things.
I'm not nearly as good at it as her, but I've heard it enough, so if you call me and want to rant; I might be able to help. ♥

Also, I think it was Jim Henson who said one of my favorite quotes about life:
"If you can fix something, fix it. If you can't, stop worrying about it."
LOVE. :D