S T R A N G E
So this is strange….
This week was not so good, other than being taken out by my gentleman to eat at J. Alexander’s.
I have not had much sleep, and for my 8am photography class, i have slept in both days, and come to class very late. I have not finished my assignment which is due next week. I have not finished my printmaking assignment due monday, i have a LOT of studying to do for French, which i have been abusively neglecting. I have NO money. My job at Starbucks SUCKS and they arent scheduling me because im a full time student and can only work 12 hours a week. BUT i MUST work 12 hours a week…. I NEED to pay bills. Im the Treasurer of The Fine Arts Association and we’re planning a large-scale art/fashion/design show, and i have to write the ENORMOUS budget..which we’re trying to have ready in half the amount of time it took to plan this event last year. I’m happily getting help from Mooogan with the budget. But im stressed out because the executive members of the FAA, including myself, are all brand new this year, and we might as well stick out heads in the ground because our rear ends are more useful to everyone than our knowledge of how everything is run. And more trivially: i have been invited to go to Florida for spring break, which would be absolutely AMAZING because i’ve never been anywhere for spring break. I’m 21. And i love the SUN. BUT, i dont have money. i dont have a credit card, but looking into getting one…its about dang time you know. And i want a new bathing suit.
I went to the FAA meeting really tired and stressed. Later Allen messaged me asking me if anything was wrong…talked to me about possible places i could find another job…. the thing that struck me as so strange was, how he could tell i was stressed, and how concerned he seemed to be about it.
Furthermore, I recieved a message from my exboyfriend asking me if everything was alright and if i needed to talk.
I mean, would no one find this all vrey strange?
I know my troubles are insignificant in the grand scheme of life…. but maybe theres something else of which i’m unaware. I’m just slightly puzzled.
However, i have finalllly discovered the true relief of working out. I’ve always tried to work out, keep in shape, but always reluctantly. Within this past month, it’s REALLY helped me feel a lot less stressed. And so much better. Plus, having a potential motivation of going to Florida… that keeps me at it. 
TODAY, i got up and went downstair to Fifth Third to deposit 2 crummy checks from Starbucks. The teller saw that i worked there and said something to me about it, and i mumbled something about crappy hours and needing another job.
“You wanna work at the bank?”
!!!
So i guess this guy was the Manager. He gave me his card and told me to send in a resume.
Did it.
Strange coincidences? i mean, am i going a little crazy here?
welp. love to stay and chat, but i need to take a shower, and go to the bar with my gentleman. 
