I worked. All. Day. Oh. Man. I'm so tired. Dead.
I got there an hour early due to miscalculations on my part of travel time. Ah well. And then I read the handbook for an hour, signed stuff for a half hour, and then tore the covers of magazines for an hour. I shelved books the rest of the day (5 hours of shelving). I got a ticket for parking in one place too long, but it was implied they would cover it because someone told me I could park there. I hope it is. I kind of need all the money I can get. Shelving... shelving. SHELVING. *twitch* I didn't finish shelving the fiction cart I loaded out.
I move in a week. Woo!
Feeling a little overwhelmed right now, though. Yeah... It's staggering me. I need to take tomorrow after school off. I work on Monday, so Saturday is my day. Yo.
Sometimes, music makes my heart hurt.
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