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August 03 2005
Well, tomorrow at 3:00 I start training. I'm excited. I have excellent Old Navy trousers to work in. And a boy's uniform shirt that repells stains [v. important]. It's fun. It's a uniform. It's wadded up in a bag in my trunk.

....I just realised that 2 parts of my uniform came from the boy's department, 1 [the trousers] came from women's, and black socks are unisex. Hm. I'm not quite sure what to make of this.

Along with stuff from Governor's School that's ALSO wadded in my trunk, lmao. Like the comforter for my bed. And school bags. And.... Countless other things, no doubt. I bet if I unloaded it all I'd get better gas mileage.

All of my dual-enrollment stuff has been squared away. Now I just have to wait for something to come in the mail regarding classes. I'm so excited about this, I really am. Already dreaming about Intensive Conversational French and Character Creation and Criminal Proceedings.... Blissful sigh. Fun stuff, oh yes, fun stuff.

Actually, I'll probably get stuck in Trigonometric Physics Part V: Bovinicular Functions and Their Impact on the Outer Cosmos. Because hardly anyone signs up for it, and there will be plenty of room availible. "Stop asking me what brand of pocket protectors I buy! I tell you, I don't own the damn things!! YES, I still expect to survive in this class despite the fact!"

Well, that's all. I'm out. Wish me luck!

Au revoir!

Amy

August 04 2005
Where are you going to be working at? And you know the most fun will be English with Mrs. Wolff... favortism for being smart will usually be your friend...