7 crazy weeks

holy crikey, 7 more weeks of school and then i am free, free at last. we have this ridiculous teacher at school who tells us how ridiculous our class is for griping over mistakes that she makes on our tests. she doesn't feel that we deserve points that we should have received when she is in error. boils the blood i tell ya, but i'm so tired of the classmates talking about her suckiness non-stop. get over it already, we are almost through with the confines of good 'ol CTU! well, i should start pounding the pavement in search of a job irradiating people. i've gone from cookin' food to cookin' people. i love the new rotation, i'm thinking i need to be employed there too, even if it does mean i'll have to learn how to squish boobies. some jobs are worth squishing boobies for, especially when you get awesome lunch for free everyday. the way to my heart is pretty much through the tummach. the ol' reshume is updated, now i just need them see how amazingly charming i can be. i think the only job i ever didn't get that i applied for was when i applied to blockbuster not too long ago for a job to have just while i was going to school. you know, some low responsibility job that would be flexible and allow me to work a weird schedule, but get this, i didn't pass the personality test, how does that happen? could it be that i actually told the truth in my answers? seriously though, i don't know how the crappy disinterested high schooler gets a job at blockbuster while the dependable mother of 2 who needs the job for extra income doesn't pass the test? food for thought...