i can't believe i am almost 23...

Just a few things...

1. I wish it was Wednesday. Because if it was Wednesday, I would be getting paid. And I really really really really (adding a fifth really) REALLY need to get paid.

2. I am setting a mini goal for myself this week. It is: to work at least 9 hours a day. I know that sounds lame and silly and there are much bigger goals I could be setting... but I need some extra dough (see thing #1 above) and work has been so slow that I've been only getting 6-7 hours. So this week I will make myself stay for 8 or 9 hours.

3. My birthday is next Monday. CELEBRATE good times, COME ON!

4. I woke up with probably the worst... really, the WORST migraine I've yet to have in this life. But after suffering, I tried putting some ice on my neck and it worked really well. So the next time you have a headache or migraine that will make you want to die, try putting some ice on  your neck and it will help.

5. One of my biggest annoyances in life is when people have the TV up loud. Ugh. I hate it.

6. I have been trying to wear my hair with the middle part and I liked it at first but with each passing day, I'm thinking no. It's gotta go back to the side part.

7. I love finding home made natural remedies for things. Like, if you want to fade acne scars? You just rub lemon juice on them. Or if you want to make your skin look healthy and glowy, just rub chamomile tea on it. Yay!

the day of many meltdowns.

Reader.

Where do I begin? I have so much to tell you but I feel like my fingers cannot type that fast.

I guess I will start with how I woke up with way too many emotions for one girl to handle. I should have woke up super flippin' duper excited since today is payday (hello paycheck, goodbye paycheck) but instead, I woke up and was served a variety plate of emotions.

I had to pay rent today-- meaning I had to stop by an ATM before work. Seems like a simple task. But I guess all ATM's in the Avenues decided to make it the opposite of simple. First, I stopped at the 7-11 on 3rd Ave and L Street since it was so close to my apartment. For some reason the ATM there would only let me take out $100.00 max. We all know my rent is much more than that. So I took out the $100.00 because it was too late to stop the transaction and decided to go to Smiths to use their ATM. I get in my car and one block away I realized I left my cell phone on top of the ATM. Rush back and find it safely sitting there still.

Lucky me.

I get to Smiths and I wander up to the ol' ATM to see a message on the screen that says, 'Hi Kaleena. I am the Smiths ATM and I decided to make your morning a bit more stressful.' Okay, it didn't really say that, but it did say, "OUT OF SERVICE."

Of course. Why wouldn't it be?

Ugh, where in the $&*%&$(* is another ATM around here?

I stopped at the gas station where I was finally able to summon the rest of my rent. I was very thankful that ATM let me take any amount me and my bank account would allow. That is now my go-to ATM.

After I dropped off rent at my apartment building, I forgot my lunch and something I was going to take with me to work so I could stop by the mall to exchange. (Keep in mind, the ATM scavenger hunt already made me 40 minutes late to work).

To top off all this madness... it was windy today. Not breezy. But moving every single hair on your head, arms, face (depending on the person...) windy.

I'm so glad all of this happened on a Friday... if it happened earlier in the week, there is a 1000% chance I would've given up on the rest of the week.

you're so nice and you're so smart.

I'm sitting on the couch, wearing a band T-shirt, absorbing a Coke.

Something dangerous happened about thirty minutes ago. No, maybe it was.... yeah, it was thirty minutes ago. We were at the local Smith's and I bought two Baby Bottle Pops, two Fun Dips, this very Coke and a movie starring a bear and Bob Saget. Wish me luck.

In "Wow! I'm an F'n Millionaire" news, I thought I got paid next Friday. I somehow mixed my Fridays. (How does one mix up such a valuable day of the week?) Today while sitting at my work desk counting the regrets of my life that led me to that job, my paycheck plopped onto my desk. For about three minutes I felt like a freakin' millionaire, then my bills reminded me that they do indeed get the majority of the check. Then I proceed to count those regrets. #699, #700, #701, #702............