I'm anxious. Two more days of school left and one more day of work. I work tomorrow night and then I'm off Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. I go to school tomorrow and Friday and then we're out for nine days. Thanksgiving Break. Woot! I can't wait. My car's getting a new paint job and I actually get to sleep. And my schedule next week fucking rules. For once, Rebekah doesn't seem all that bad of a person. ...yeah, right.