Putting them into one post cause I forgot to write one for day 3. And honestly I can't quite remember what happen that day. I went to work for the first time from here. It was easy, not like I expected. I just don't like going somewhere if I've never seen how to get there. And granted, it's not always like that, I just don't like to miss things or be late. But I was on time, getting to work at 9:30am. I've been falling asleep relatively early, making it easier to wake up in the mornings. At work I bought an 8$ lunch I regret. I made dinner too. Chicken. Not my usual with lemon, oil, and oregano marinade, instead I added dijon mustard and Italian dressing, for lack of lemons. It was delicious. Paired with mac and cheese. From the box, not from scratch. I reserve the "from scratch" recipe for special occasions. But it was good nonetheless. I sprinkled bread crumbs and fresh parm cheese on it and stuck that baby in the oven. S.C. didn't help, but frankly, it was nice to be the one to cook for her for once. She got to sit back and watch me cook.
Day 4 started off bad. I woke up and there it was staring me in the face. Mocking me. Decided not to go to work and fell back asleep. Woke up with pains. And then fell back asleep. Woke up again to Dad calling, and then hung up intending to call my mom but the pain was so bad I wanted to vomit. And then I did. Twice. The first was bad, cause there was nothing in my tummy. The second I had taken medicine and two gulps of tea, intending to finish it, but as soon as S.C. poured her coffee I was outta there and ran to the bathroom. It tasted like my tea, which I promptly poured down the sink. Layed in bed for about two hours while S.C. made some calls. I pathetically (I'm not exaggerating, I probably looked pathetic as shit) nibbled on a handful of Cheerio's. Got up, went to Herndon, and met up with a pregnant girl. It wasn't all that worth it, but I felt good knowing I made this girls life that much easier. S agrees with me. Got Wendy's on the way to her bro's casa. Never felt bettah baby. S dropped me off, ate dinner and left. First night alone, was kinda creepy. I was running up and down the stairs and had a light on on every floor. Hah, lamezorz -_-
Sorry about the lack of pics. I may go back and add them later. But as of now, no laptop on my part, so I can't really put pics on this lady's comp.
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