Stupid real life

So, I have to get a second job. *sigh* I don't work for the banquet people again until next week, and I won't get a full paycheck until sometime in August. So I need to find a second job like TODAY that I can work in the mornings and days when I'm not working there - you know, somehow try and pay July's bills. I hate money, and worse yet, I hate bills. What this basically means is that I'm grounded from going out, buying things like food and soap, and most definetely I'm internetless for at least another full month until I can save a little. This would be the part where I throw myself on the ground and kick and scream and froth at the mouth, via my little sister.

Anyway, there's the obligatory whineyness of the post. Here's the rest: my bed came yesterday! *whoot* I actually got to sleep on a bed last night! MY BED. Haha!

The fourth of july was...nice, but a tad boring. We went to the beach for Eric's birthday. It was raining off and on, so we all got wet and sandy from playing volleyball. Didn't even stick around for the fireworks. Wound up going to Big City, the only bar open in all of Chicago. After that I made my way home and took a shower and passed out. Been a little under the weather the last few days (okay, REALLY under the weather), and I'm starting to stress out again about money and crap.

Ugh. Can I go back to Barat? Or better yet, back to Kids 'N Company (my preschool)?

Nah, I'm fine. I'll be fine. Just...ugh. And now I'm thinking about hopping into Summer School for a couple of classes.