Good evening.
Senior year has swiftly arrived....bittersweet......like the choc-O-lit flavor we put in our drinks at the cafe.
I'm glad that it's here but yet I would love summer to be continued just a litttle bit more. Yeah so I'm sure every kid in America has already uttered that saying on the cusp of a new school year, but oh well. I'm doing it too.
¡Quiero más verano!
(Had to be different)
Work today was work. Work tomorrow will be work. What more can I say?
WWB sound good?
Work
Will
Be
That's what it comes down to. I like the cafe job and all. There's always something to be doing. Just now it has all fallen into a repetitive motion. Don't get me wrong. I'm not letting the apathy set in. I respect the position and my employment there too much to let that happen. So I'm going day to day and saving and earning enough to get me to college....but with the expenses to come, all I may be able to afford will be the lousy school pen with the college name on it. Yeah cause you know nothings free anymore. Oh no.
Manaña, I'll be doing my H.W. for E.N.G.L.I.S.H. Top of that priority list is Mythology which I still have not read completely. It's a slow book, sorry. Typically, I like books that excite. But, let's face it, not everything in this world is exciting.
As of late, just look at my blog.
D.U.L.L
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