Well today has been very hectic. I went to the chef this morning and I didn't like how uneasy I felt.

The guy was a sleeze ball, maybe he cooks good, but he's a greaser, like someone you'd see in a bar at 3 in the morning, smoking a cigarette and watching soft porn.

I greeted him and he didn't meet my eyes, but greeted my chest - maybe he was noticing my new sweater ... but I followed this man into the kitchen and we talked and I took pictures...and I felt strange, and scooted out of there very fast.

Got to work and had a pile of shit dumped on me with all the things I had to do, I got em'done except this 20 page section ... but I'm coming in tomorrow (yeah my day OFF) and gonna work on it. Saturday I have to work too ... yeah on my day OFF.

Next week I don't think I can take any days, but that's fine, I'll save my day for a rainy day! Or an interview.

My mom dreamed I got a job in a city and they were dropping me off, she was scared cause in the dream she let me off at the building and I was walking away and they couldn't park to walk me in and my sister wasn't there to go with me. I think that dream was maybe a hint that she'll need to let go one day, let me walk on my own without parent there, without my sister there, just me on my own.

So that's my philosophy, that's my "wiserbeyondheryears" tidbit.

Regardless I've been doing okay on WW, although I haven't lost any, but I haven't been eating all that great, last night I think I majorly went over pts, I had pasta ... bread, etc. I know that wasn't to point friendly.

Today I had a burger and onion rings for lunch, so that must be at least 20 points I had.

So tonight I have to make up my chili and then ... umm get my stuff ready for tomorrow.

So my schedule is FULL. heheh

Pooks called me at home today, as if I'm home during the week. He makes me laugh cause he thinks I don't work or something. Then says I work to much. I'm like HELLO I work full time, not like you who I swear he doesn't WORK at all.

He's very upset about not having a job (hey what happend to nipsco? remember that ordeal, he said he was makin' 30,000 and was a HR person...yeah right didn't I say he lies?)

Anyway he is going to begin substitute teaching in area schools, I hope he doesn't go to HS cause they will eat him alive, I told him he should keep w/ elementary schools. But he is so lazy, he wants money but doesn't want to work. He's like I can't find a job, everyone wants 3 yrs experience...I said welcome to my world....so ... I told him to talk to my sister who can probably help him out a bit since she's a teacher and knows other teachers....

Oh well...I will have to give pooks a pep talk cause he's still in college kid thinkin...and you just cannot get into a career thinking you only work 6 hours a day and don't do overtime and don't sacrifice yourself in many ways all because you love what you do.

I mean I understand when I first got out of school, I was upset and worried cause I couldn't find a job, but I DID have a job when I graduated, granted it was only part time...but I still did have something. Then bingo I got this job, but I had to make a big sacrifice by moving here...and now I continue to work and work to gain experience ... working towards what I want out of life...

He doesn't understand that..when he works that first 8 hr day, he'll die, it's like a hit in the face.

OK, I'm looking for a new violin teacher, a one on one teacher because I'm tired of my group class, I don't feel like I've gotten really anywhere, I feel like I'm not progressing anymore and I'm stuck on things like holding my bow correctly and they aren't willing to help me...or don't know ... or something. Though they are the NICEST people in the WORLD. I mean NICE ... but I need to move on because I want to progress instead of regress... hello there is a problem when for 3 MONTHS I'm still fucking up with my bowing all of the sudden and they aren't helpin.

So the local orchestra conductor is calling me.

So yeah, there ARE perks to being a reporter, a girl of the town.

Today a man I don't know was so happy happy to see me, he loves my writing. It was so nice, he made me FEEL like a writer...literally. Like I was just excellent...he was very nice.

We're getting a new reporter here, he's this boy my age and already the people are like....Jennnyyyyyy....

Like I'm gonna date em' I laugh although he is the type I WOULD date, I feel weriod, I was like omg....hush....don't need that do we. Not now.

I feel it coming, really I do...a job!!!

Come on!!!

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