Day Before Thanksgiving

Well, everyone's packing to go back home for thanksgiving. It's kinda sad, but I don't know why. In a way, many of these people are like my extended family. Damn. I really do care 'bout these people I go to school with. It's crazy. Anyway, Robert's friends as well as other people are supposed to be hosting a party tonight, but I have to work. I'm gonna try to get out there for a lil' bit. Well, that's all I have for now so I'll write in this again later once I've actually done some of these events.
LATER IN THE DAY........
Okay… well, I figured I'd just add on to what I wrote earlier, since It wasn’t much. I have some good news, and some bad news. I got into it with my manager… AGAIN!!! This time, I really and truly think he was in a bad mood, and since I'll tell him how I feel, he got upset with me. I think he was really trying to show out because the owner of Imo's was there tonight. So.. he wanted to make it look like he really had everything under control. I try not to show it, but on the inside, things people say to me really gets to me. If I wasn't overly sensitive, I wouldn't have this problem. But what can you do, right? This is really gonna drive me to look for a different job. Moreover, there's gonna be new policies on what people can and can't wear. Starting in January, I can't wear sweatpants, any rings, any wristbands, and a lot of other stuff. I can't even have my cell phone with me. I said to myself, "this is some bull". So yeah, I'm definitely gonna be driving myself twice as hard to put in applications. I can't take this anymore. And really, I don't care if I don't get paid 7.50 or more. As long as I'm happy. And I'm not happy there anymore. The new people drive me crazy, and the managers don't even pay attention to when they don't do their job. But if I forget one thing, they're all over my ballz. F*ck it. I'm done with Imo's.

So… Robert's party didn't go down. But guess where everyone ended up going? Yes, yes yes. Candela. Isn't that funny? I couldn't help but laugh on the inside when he told me everything had changed, no one was @ the other party, and his friends wanted him to go down to Candela. I was like, "Are… Are… are you serious?!." Ha. But it was cool. I got to see my babe, got to dance, and chill wit my girl Vickie. Only problem is the time I got home this morning. 3:00. It wouldn't be that bad if I could sleep until whenever. But I have to get up in 2 1/2 hours to leave for Mississippi and I haven't even packed yet. Sh*t. We'll see how this turns out. I'm praying for a safe trip.