plan b

SCHOOL HELP!!!

ok for my stats class i need to have random stats info. so my partner and i are doing the correlation between downloading music and males/female.

so please!!!

leave a comment, annonomous if you like stating your sex and if you download or not.

THANKS!
plan b

the end of an era.

so im planing on changing my journal to friends only.

i think i might have a few lurker readers out there so im putting it out there to you:

does anyone have an opinion on the matter? state your case, anonymous if you like, and i'll think about it.

im just trying to avoid drama and have a more controlled environment/life.
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i want to run away again.

just go. escape.

i've never really been that great at anything. im alright at alot, but great? im passionate, sure. i love food. i love music and singing and dancing and acting. i keep thinking that if im passionate enough, i'll become amazing at it. and im not bad at anything. im good enough at everything to pass. to not have people ever tell me "haley just quit. this is not your calling."

im not backing down, but seriously.
im so scared of failure.

maybe thats part of why i keep sticking with things long after maybe i should have left.

im good at running. however, maybe im not that great at running either, as i always come back.

im not sure why i came back from europe. granted, i got like this about the same time last year. i cant leave. i have to finish school. i cant fuck up my chance at this job. i have two weeks between real school and summer session. maybe i can take some time off work.

chef asked me last week why ive been so upset lately. i said im a very organized person. i like things in their place. im a planner. all said in a gritted, terse manner. and before i could even finish saying anything he said "and things arnt all organized right now."

im just so lost.
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good god class is boring.

like really.

we just had a 15 min discussion about OpenTable, which the teacher had never used, so the few of us who know about it schooled him.
moral of this story? teachers shouldnt talk about what they dont know.

only 4 weeks then finals.
fucking shoot me.

life is going.

work is good generally. i written up for insubordination. i was joking around with a chef and crossed a line. honestly there are no hard feelings, it was the principle of the thing. im just shocked they took it that far, but oh well. wont happen again.

school sucks, but is going. im just not learning anything. im trying to figure out what i have left to do. and when. but its not much.

matters of the heart. its all fucking circles.

sigh
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so i have my taxes all done and happy, i just have to mail them. there is a very huge part of me that wonders why cant i just pop a stamp on them and done! not that easy i guess.

the nearest post office is half a mile away. in my condition i really dont feel like walking in this hot sun/cold wind is a good idea, especially i have a cute (read: annoying) fever. however i wont have time tomorrow.

and what i want to do is take a shower, take some cold meds, watch more Bones and pass the fuck out.

maybe jacob can mail mine...

im debating calling in sick to work. on principle, i dont call in sick. however i feel like death. and slaving over a hot stove/ handling food, sounds like a very bad plan.

ok time to bundle up and start walking.