I'm just sitting here, same old same old. Today was a hard day at work, my machine broke down, and I had to fend off many upset customers while trying to fix the damn thing. It was plenty frustrating. I also had to deal with my yappy coworker. She just doesn't know when to shut up! Oh well, I love her to death, at least she does her work well. I am a little worried about Philip. He was supposed to be in Uruguay already, and he hasn't called or emailed or anything. It worries to me to no end when he goes off to Uruguay for the summer. But he wants to work, and I guess two months isn't that long of a time, although it feels like it is. So I am sitting here with my purple water bottle, stuck in the Texas heat, while my babe is off in the wintertime, hunting ducks and doves. Oh well, at least I'll have time to work on my tan and look sexy for when he returns! I'm excited already. Hopefully, he'll be back around 4th of July, so we can spend a nice holiday together, and maybe go over to the Bush Library and watch the fireworks go off. Its so awesome, I really want to make a day of it if we do go. Take a nice picnic, and hang out with the geezers that like to go to those functions. How romantic!

Today was a tough day at work. When isn't it? Everyone is so demanding, they want everything to be done in five seconds, without consideration of anything else that I could be doing. But what can I say? Isn't it like that everywhere? I really wish I could find somewhere else to work, somewhere that isn't hell-bent on completly destroying employee morale, but in this economy, I doubt that there is a place like that out there.

So here I sit, constantly mulling over money troubles, wishing that we could go back to a few years ago. Things are so tough right now, I can't afford anything, and it stinks. When I graduate in December, what the Hell am I going to do? I'll have my Bachelors in Political Science, but what will I do with it? No one is exactly hiring for someone of my major right now. So I figured I would go to graduate school, and pursue my masters in Public Administration. To be honest, bureaucrats are always needed, right? Well, with my GPR the way it is, I doubt I'll be accepted at A&M. So where does that leave me? I don't want to go to SFA in Huntsville. I could apply to UD or UTD or UTA and live with my parents, but is that what I really want to do? I love College Station. Its a nice town, and I don't want to move, but what else can I do? Maybe I should do what every other Political Science graduate has done, and get a job as a manager at a store when I graduate. Jesus, the last thing I wanted to do was work in retail, but it seems that it is the only option available to us right now.

I don't even want to think about how people that only have their high school diploma are faring. If they are doing worse than I am, this country is in really bad shape.

I'm sorry that this entry is so depressing, but it's how I am feeling right now. Even though it is the middle of summer in Texas, and the sun is shining brightly, it never seems to be shining down on me. Black clouds follow me everywhere.

My, how things have changed, practically overnight.

I finally broke down and talked to my parents about my crushing credit card debt. They were initially taken aback, of course it was to be expected. But they both took control of the situation and really helped me out. Three of my four credit cards are payed, the last one being the biggest one of them all. That one will be payed off at the end of the week. It feels so wonderful knowing that I will no longer owe anything anymore. Only to my parents, but I will be able to pay it off without any pressure or interest. I don't think I will ever acquire a credit card. They trick you with low interest rates in the beginning, then raise them once you have used it for a while.

I think I've learned my lesson, so I will finish paying off these bills, then live my life as carefree as possible! I am no longer plagued by bad dreams, headaches or stomachaches. Its a beautiful thing, baby.

Philip still hasn't emailed me yet. I am a little disappointed, but I know that he will be busy these next few weeks, so I won't pressure him to email me because I know he won't have any time to. *sigh* Its pretty upsetting that he is so far away, I suppose this is just a minor inconvenience in comparison to this distance between us.

So I'm sitting here, downloading sixties songs for my mom. I plan to burn them on a CD for her, I'm sure she'll get a kick out of it. I haven't heard a lot of these songs since I worked at the Hallmark. Now, hearing them makes me recall these happier times. I feel so happy, so alive again.

And I'm so sleepy...eight a.m. is looming close...