| |  I am not going to see the Phantom of the Opera at the Majestic. I thought we had tickets but there was a mix-up and the seats we bought weren't supposed to be sold to non-members or something...I don't know what happened exactly. But it's okay, I suppose, since I've got to save money for college anyway and I don't actually need to see the Phantom of the Opera. I'm hoping to get a second job this summer-ish (perhaps before) so that I won't have to take out loans. And I haven't applied for ANY scholarships because I'm dumb and totally forgot. Ahaha. Don't laugh at me.
I got the letter last night that told me that I got into UTSA! Not that I was actually worried about getting in--it's really no that hard to get into--but it's nice that I don't have to wonder anymore. I also found out that I can't apply to nursing school until I have 62 credit hours at any college, so I don't even have to worry about that yet. One less thing for me to worry about, Isuppose.
Today I went to the hardware store. I know, so very exciting! Our gate-latch-thing
broke so I volunteered to fix it (which will be fun) so that my mom didn't have to worry about it. And I also like fixing things so I figured it could be fun. So, I went to the hardware store and I took Peter with me so that I could not only look like a single mom but also so that he wouldn't be bothering anyone while they were doing school or work or whatever. It was fun, a lot of people gave me strange looks but no one actually said anything to me. Eh, whatever.So I picked out the one I needed and--okay, so really I walked past the gate latches without noticing them and had to ask where they were, then the guy had to show me and he just handed me one. I did have the sense to ask if it was the right one but then he acted like I was being stupid and said that they were pretty universal (The new latch that I bought today does not match the broken on on our gate, by the way). But I took it and it is going on our fence this friday morning. Even though I don't really understand the directions. What the heck is a strike bar, anyway? And what exactly is sag adjustment?
On the way out the door, after I bought the latch-thingiemabob, Peter and I walked back to the car, although we had to double back because Peter dropped his blankie in th middle of the handicapped parking spaces. And then we went home. I did have to come back because when the time came to put Peter down for a nap, no one could find his stupid blanket. Mom finally found it upstairs in his crib, but not until after I had already gone back to Lowes, walked up and down the front of the store, and asked four different registers if anyone had seen a little blue blanket with a puppy on it. I only felt a little silly while doing it.
I need to get another job. As much as I love working at AMA, I still don't have enough money to go to college without taking out loans...so now I'm looking for places to work that won't interfere with my instructorship. I kind of want to apply to the flower shop that's five minutes away, I think it would be so much fun to work in a flower shop--or just being able to say that I work in a flower shop, but I haven't actually worked up the courage to walk in there yet. I'm alos probably going to apply to some resturaunts or HEB or something. Maybe even to Lowes or something. I've always liked LOwes, when my dad was building the house in Florida he would go to Lowes for hours and hours. I remember walking aroun all the hanging doors and riding on the carts on top of all the lumber. Good times, good times. I also really like the smell of hardware stores. Don't ask me why.
Oh! After I turn 18 I'm going to start volunteering at the hospital again, I think, just so I can get my foot in the door and figure out what I want to do inside the Nursing category. A while ago I thought I would want to be a neonatal nurse buuuuuuuuuut, I'm leaning more towards pediatric now, I think.
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