The Tick Tock of the Clock is Painful

Poorness has washed over me like dirty water in the Erie Lake. It sucks, it stinks and I don't like it.

But it will get better. This Friday I'm supposed to be getting paid by at least one of the two jobs that owe me. It's just a little, but it will help with my Visa bill.

I'm finished Christmas shopping for the following people: My cousin Tash, both my aunts and Marty's sister. I have my grandparents, my cousins, Marty and T'Nasha. I'm making T'Nasha's so I work on it whenever I can.

I also finished applying to College yesterday. It cost quite a bit. But it's done and now all I have to do is wait and see if I'm going to get accepted. I don't see why I won't, it's Mohawk after all, but still. They may not want me.

I'm stuffed up to all hell right now, my eyes hurt and my chest/breathing is pissing me off. This better get fixed. I have a breathing test on Dec 5th. Yay.

My work is having a potluck on Dec 4th. I'm making Cremé De Mente Cheesecake. It has liquer in it. Mwahahahaha. That should be intersting to try and MAKE no doubt. If I screw it up, I'll cry.

I think I'm going to take an allergy pill, my stupid inhaler and eat something now.

Cheers.