Popcorn and Anxiety

I'm sitting in an independent study room at school during my off block, avoiding homework and eating popcorn while one of the obnoxious, socially inept kids in my program tries to read this post over my shoulder and talk to me about crepes. I don't actually care about crepes.

Basically, I've realized that this may be my only opportunity to actually blog for the rest of the week. I've just started my new job, which is working at a burger joint as a cashier/custard-making genius. The only bad part is, it's exhausting. On top of the six hour shifts every night, I've got musical rehearsals for my final high school production, fucktons of homework, a fetus screwing with my hormones, and an ACT/SAT to prep for.

Oh yeah, by the way, I'm pregnant.



Julia