Tired is an understatement at this point.

I'm currently on Day 3 of working a week straight at my part-time job. I'm having problems keeping my eyes open, hence the lack of updates. At the end of the week, I'll hopefully be awake enough to write something awesome for y'all. Until then...*yawn*

Three Good Things:

• My boyfriend is awesome.
• I'm gonna get a nice check from all these sleepless, work-filled nights.
• Fruit Roll-Ups.
  

Defying Gravity

It feels like forever since I last posted, but life has been picking up and I'm trying to stay afloat. I started my part-time job on Monday night and it honestly wasn't as bad as I though it would be. I literally picked up trash, swept, and mopped. Not too complicated, right?

I was there from 9 p.m. until just after midnight, but once I got home I couldn't sleep. Ever since then, I've been having issues when it comes to getting some shut-eye. For some reason I'm just not tired. Maybe I just need some time to get adjusted. It also doesn't help that, just as I'm finally dozing off, my phone starts blowing up with text messages and phone calls. (Seriously, do you need to discuss finding a place to stay until your dorm opens at midnight??? You need to make those type of calls during business hours, sir. I'm trying to sleep.)

But I'm working tonight and tomorrow night as well, so hopefully I'll be good and tired so I can sleep well Friday night (which, coincidentally, is when Mr. I-need-somewhere-to-stay-for-so-I'm-going-to-text-you-a-million-times-while-you're-sleeping is getting back in town. Okay, I'm done ranting now.). I swear, if I'm not tired after that then I'm gonna have to break down and invest in some Ambien. Or some alcohol. Whichever.

The real reason I wanted to write today is because, all of a sudden, I've gotten tired of playing by other people's rules. Sometimes I just want things to happen on my terms, you know? I'm the type of person who constantly works to make other people happy and comfortable, and a lot of times that comes at the sacrifice of my comfort and happiness. Sometimes I want to be pursued, coddled, and taken care of. But I'm not too worried about it. It makes me happy to do things for others; sometimes I'd just like something in return. But it's better to give than to receive, and I know that God's gift of grace for selflessness is much better than any earthly gift.

Defying Gravity - Glee Cast

Three Good Things:

• I treated myself to dinner at Culver's yesterday.
• I get paid weekly at my part-time job, so I'll consistently have extra money coming in pretty soon.
• I'm going home to spend some time with my family (and do laundry) on Sunday.

Fighting Sleep

It's almost 10:30 and I'm sitting in my bed, thinking about where I want to go and how I want to end up. I'm 22 and it feels like I'm caught between youth and wisdom sometimes. I've always looked and acted older, been more mature than my classmates. But now that I'm on my own and living the life of an adult, I want nothing more than to be back in high school with no worries, no bills, no sense of responsibility. As much as I want to stay where I am forever, I know that can't happen; a new year is almost here and time waits for no one.

Just wanted to share something I was pondering with you. I guess it's time for me to go to bed; maybe the fatigue is getting to me. Good night, everyone. :)

Somebody's sleeping in my...living room?

I just got off work and there are two strangers sleeping on the floor of my room. Just so you know, my "room" is Corn's living room (just for the time being--until the dorms reopen). I was very confused and have since been shining my laptop in their general direction in hopes of gaining new insight into their identities. So far, no luck.

I'm not sure whether to go to sleep or not since I'm not too keen on sharing a room with people I don't know. But my fatigue is telling me to suck it up and quick being an idiot; they have to know someone who lives here because they obviously didn't Apparate themselves into the living room just to sleep on the floor. Good night, all.

PS (I had to park my car across the street one of the lots for First Baptist Church--a.k.a. Fort God--because all of the parking spaces next to Corn's house were taken. Pray that my car doesn't get towed.)