I am so glad I have today off from work :] Eventually I'll have to get up and do something with my time today, but for the moment, and for possibly the next few hours, I'm more than perfectly content upon just sitting here relaxing. I know i've got things to do later, but I always feel so rushed. I never feel like I have enough time to do anything. It's very frustrating. I think it has less to do with feeling hurried or stretched thin or something of that nature, and more to do with some sort of fear I've got of the future. I'm terrified of going back to school, and today I was going to go talk to the people at the school about my going back. I've been putting it off for months really... and I've really, really got to go today. It's just incredibly stressful. I wish I knew more about what sort of questions I should ask before I go in there blindly. But, I have no idea where to start. I'm not even completely sure of what I should major in. bleh. My mind is my own worst enemy in situations like this. If I just stopped listening to myself think so much, then I'd probably get much, much more accomplished.

new job

I worked my first shift as a hostess at my new job last night. It was a welcomed change from my old job, and I really, really hope the new job works out for me. I really need it to work out... Its still strange to me how I can work a 7 hour hosting shift and not feel as stress as when I work at my old, horrible restaurant job for 2 hours.
You have no idea how wonderful it was to come home after a long shift and not smell like death.
I don't know what it was about my old job in particular, but something was even wrong with the air. Everything always smelled. horrible. I felt as though I would never smell nice again whenever I was leaving after an eight hour shift day.
I really hope I won't have to deal with that place again.

I'm trying to make an effort to actually "blog" about my thoughts, feelings, etc. However, I'm completely exhausted. I didn't think I was this tired, but suddenly, my eyes are refusing to stay open for very long.
I think it's time for bed.