We workshopped my story on Wednesday in class. I was actually really proud of it for many, many reasons. First, it was probably the first fiction I have ever written that actually was not based on my life. Second, I wrote it in third person, which I never really do. I also was also on one of those kicks when writing it where I'd keep coming up with more and more information about the characters lives, and that feels amazing.

My teacher thought that the writing was good, but the story was confusing and he had to read it a couple times to formulate what he thought was maybe going on. He basically got it right though. I knew it was confusing. i guess that's kind of how I often write. Like where the characters have some secret but I don't want to give it all away right away. I do that in my novel and in my essays too. He said though that a lot of the writing was good and that made me happy. Although he probably doesn't like me because I never talk in class.

Only 2 more weeks of school and ONLY TWO MORE WEEKS OF WORK!

Of course, I still have to polish up my resume, design a professional website for myself, put together a portfolio, and well, find a new job. Hopefully I won't be unemployed for much longer than three months.

And, of course, there is still no one here to replace me which is making my job even more miserable since I have tons of work and people calling constantly who I don't want to talk to because my mind is definitely not at my job.

Oh! And DAMN YOU MSN FOR RUINING THE O.C.!!!! Seriously, I haven't watched it since vegas, but have like 7 weeks worth of that show on tape. I planned on catching up this summer. I hate when they put big headlines about who dies and such that are unavoidable when checking your email. :(

I also hate shaving cream because the can gives you no indication that you are about to run out of it until you have one smooth leg and one hairy leg and nothing left.