Holy Cow!

This is my 100th post. When I signed up for this blog, I never ever thought I'd stick with it this long. I usually lose interest in journals and stuff. I guess I'm a narcissist, I only feel the need to write when I know someone is reading. Also, I have some amazing friends that bitch to no end when I don't post for awhile (Jaime, Kate) They keep me motivated, even if most of the junk on here is exactly that- junk. Anyway, Happy 100th.

Today's been...Something. I opened at work, raced to a diabetes fund raiser, lost my check card and got sick somewhere in the midst of everything else that's been going on. I feel like hammered crap. I'm at school right now, I just sat through a math class that I didn't understand and received a pre-test with about 20 questions. I know how to complete 5 of them. I'm going to have to re-learn 4 chapters of math before November 2nd. Yay. On the bright side, the fundraiser was a huge success despite the adversity I had coming at me from my management at the last minute, John is coming to have lunch with me at school in a few minutes and I found out that after Christmas My Mom and sister and I are going to get a dog. Also, I have recently been sent a bunch of websites that accept non-professional author's submissions. (Thanks Jaim) Sooooo, I've ordered a few magazines from them. I'm going to read up on their styles, edit up some of my better pieces and resubmit. Wish me luck.