So the summer job thing never happened. I did apply at ACS, and I did get a job there, but I decided not to take it because I'm lazy and I didn't feel like working over 40 hours a week like they wanted me to. I applied at Walmart to, but I don't really want to train for a new job, and I like my schedule at Borders, so I've gotten used to paying over $10 a day to get to work and back. I mean, it's hard to beat a 9-5 Monday-Thursday schedule when you're 20 and don't want to work nights/weekends/ or more than you acctually have to.. haha.
Jon finally got a job. He's been working his cute little butt off at Walmart. Between his summer class and work he hasn't had a day off since a Friday ago, and he won't again until his class ends. I feel kind of bad, but the money is totally needed.
Speaking of money, I worked 12 and half hours at Bates on Saturday. I did a lunch thing, and then I catered for the class of 1968.. it was lame.. and long.. but I made close to $100 so that's pretty sweet. I've also got a $147 refund coming to me from USM, which they were supposed to give me last SEPTEMBER!
Anyway, my little brother graduated from Lewiston High on Friday. Of course there was a fabulous family show before hand, where we all crammed into the Focus and were embarrassingly late, but we got there, and I took pictures, and I don't know, it's just weird that he's not in high school anymore. I'm not sure about his college plans, I guess he's going to UMF for a while, and then transferring out of state asap. I think he wants to go to Sarah Lawrence, which would be sweet for me, because I'll be in NY to, and he'll be close to the city :)
Mom is still dead set on leaving. I guess she's leaving a month early (can't say that I blame her), but that leaves me in this new limbo. I don't really want to live in my house if she's not there. I'm going down with her when she goes.. at least for a week.. but what about after that? I still need to work.. and I don't know when I'm aloud at RIT.. so it's all fuzzy.. and frightening..
I'm so scared to leave Maine. I feel 18 again, not that I'm that far from 18, but you would think the couple of years of college would ready me for leaving. It hasn't though. My first month at USM all I did was cry. I felt so out of place, and had no friends. It was dumb. I don't want to do that again. I want Chelsea to transfer with me! :( Oh well though, I have to go. Tom will be there too, so that's at least on friend I have, although I sincerely hope I make more.. haha.
I think it will be lame to turn 21 in Rochester.. I'll probably come home that weekend.. and just miss a day or two of school for that week. I can't turn 21 without my best friends or my boyfriend.. it just wouldn't be turning 21. I'm also concerned about going abroad. I really want to.. but RIT is so scheduled it seems like I should already be planning it.. even thought I have no clue what I'm taking for classes, or how far behind I am.. blah. I should really stop thinking about that. There's nothing I can do but wait.
I hate waiting.
My (ex)boss/mentor is pregnant. I'm talking about Caitlin if you didn't get that. She's in Cali, and she got pregnant and she is the worse kind of pregnant. She wrote about how if men got pregnant there would be abortion clinics in Home Depots and men would just be like "fuck this" and go get abortions, then by hammers, and beat shit.. haha. She's so funny. I feel bad though, she's so sick, and can't eat, but I'm happy for her. I always thought she needed a kid.. haha.
Well I've run out of things to say.. I'm waiting for Jon to get out of class because we can't stand wasting gas.. so we wait around for each other in Portland constantly..