It’s 6:11pm and I’m at home on a Wednesday… talk about feeling weird. I’m so used to getting home at midnight or after but not anymore, unless I’m doing something else. It feels good. The only reason I’m home early now is because I don’t have Biology tonight. We have a take home test and he wasn’t going to be there today.

I made a 70 on my second Media law test which is an improvement over the last test. I’m happy, so I’ve got to do much better on the next one. I’m going to start reading and studying tonight b/c it’s Friday. 

Today was news day and I was Technical Director again. I kept messing up because we had a new director and then the Anti-Nascar guy was in there being loud and I can only listen to one person at a time and can’t do anything else and I kept messing up and was just pissed off so we addressed that afterwards that I’ve got one of the hardest, most complicated jobs and dammit, I only listen to the director, that’s it and I can’t when she’s soft spoken and there’s an idiot behind me who is big mouthed dissing the sport I love.

 Friday night me, and two other girls are going to the Father / Daughter dance in town to shoot a package for the news. My cousin’s little girl, Hannah, is going with her step-dad so I’m going to put them in the package.  Then Saturday I work… Sunday I pack, Monday I have class til 8pm and Tuesday I have one class and then….. Daytona! Hopefully I’ll be able to go see Tony’s radio show that night live.

And something funny about Tony’s show… a guy called into the morning show that Marty Snider host with David Poole and talked about Tony’s show saying “I don’t want to listen to him talk about his damn girlfriend or his huge ass house that he’s building. Talk about racing!” and sadly… I agree.

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