I was updating MC yesterday for the first real time in over a month and updated the layout and stuff. I admit that I’ve pretty much ignored the site all summer but this is the first real summer where I’ve been completely busy the entire time. Now that it’s died down a little and I have two weeks until fall starts, I can get a little bit of “online” work done.

I ended up passing Algebra, with a ‘D’ no less. I would have had a ‘C’ I think but I bombed the final. I don’t know why but I did. As long as I passed that class though, I don’t care.

Friday was my first ‘official’ day as Editor-in-Chief and it was also my day off but I went over to the office anyway to work on this new design that I’ve been working on for the newspaper. Sarah, our advertising chick, loves it so I’m hoping everybody else will to. Because our wage went up at school, I have less hours to work for my work study. I only have 15 hours left for two weeks so… this week I’m just going to work Laura’s lunch shift while she goes to lunch and then work on the newspaper some while I’m over there. I’ve got to finish up the morgue (the old newspapers) and get them over to the Archives which is in the library.

I also did something the other day that was just random and out of the blue. Money’s been tight around here with gas being so high and I found out that I won’t have enough money to cover my books this semester. I freaked out and ended up calling my sperm donor (aka father) who I hadn’t talked to in YEARS. We talked for about 30 minutes or so and he said he would try to get me the money and would call me when he did. I haven’t heard from him yet, but I’m not putting much faith in him.

It was funny though, because he made sure to tell me how my mother kept me from him. How he used to come in from working 80 hours a week to sit in the floor and play with me. He was like, “You probably don’t remember that.”

My response: “No the only thing I remember from back then is my mama getting the butcher knife after you and you picking me up as a shield. My mom then put the butcher knife in the wall beside him and later left him, taking everything but a pack of hot dogs and the refrigerator. It’s like, I’m not stupid. I remember how you would ignore me when you were little. You even signed your rights away but the paper work was never finalized so I was still legally his. Whatever.

Anyway, Katie, who is now our business manager at the newspaper, said I could use her old books. She’s the one that I wrote the rape article with last semester and we’re pretty good friends now. I found one of my design books in the newspaper office so I have one down and hopefully Katie has the other one.

That’s been my week in a nutshell. Well besides the fact that I’m totally engrossed in this teen pop stuff lately. I can’t stop listening to Miley Cyrus’ new CD, “Breakout,” and everything Jonas Brothers. It’s kind of sad but I don’t care. This is just who I am. I’m a ten-year-old in a 28-year-old’s body. I’ve always loved teen pop even when I was little. Why should I change who I am to make people around me like me? I’ve tried that before and I didn’t like it.

I guess that’s why I’ve been talking more about celebrity gossip and stuff on here lately. I’m in a NASCAR funk. I don’t know why. I know I was annoyed by the race last week and even this weekend wasn’t all that great. I don’t know… I’m just in a funk.

Maybe this funk is leading me to what I should really do? I can work or Bop! or Tiger Beat! *runs and hides in shame*

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