This week is finals week for school. To be completely honest, I did not do well this semester. At all. I am not looking forward to see where I end up.
I'm just glad it's all over and done with. I can't wait for next semester to start over and redeem myself from the horrors of this one.
(I'm going to interrupt this right now and just say that I'm in the computer lab at my school right now, and I'm rather annoyed at the two grown women playing hang man behind me. PEANUT BUTTER CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES. Har har har. Not.)
At work I'm pretty much all the way trained in the pet room. Which is awesome because I get to play with little guys like these;
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| Lavender Corn Snake |
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| Baby Bearded Dragons
I like my job a lot, besides the unnecessary drama of a co-worker. Whom I would love to vent about, but it's just not worth my time.
I'm going to challenge myself with a New Year's resolution. I'll make a blog post completely of those things, but I just want to state it now. Update my blog at least once a week. Whoa, crazy I know.
Next topic: Christmas. I love hate Christmas. I love it, because, hello. It's Christmas. It's the best time of year. Winter is awesome. But, I hate it because I have no idea what to get people. My mom has been the hardest one to shop for. She's literally the last one I have to get something for. And, Tom. I have no idea what I'm getting for either of them. Tom would really like the baby corn snake pictured above, but I don't really feel like having a snake in the house. He's awesome, YES, but not awesome when he gets out and is in my pillow case a month later. That is a true horror story people. A customer from my work told me about it.
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