Alright, so, I've been eating pretty well. I kind of slipped up today because I ordered tofu at a Chinese Restaurant, and when it came out, it was fried. But, I mean, it was tofu. Couldn't be that bad for me right? I have been trying to eat three times a day, so I don't over eat. I went to Sports Authority today and bought a medicine ball, a jump rope, and some work out shorts. I am excited about it. I have plans to play basketball with some friends on Monday night. Should be fun.

In other news, I have been sick for the past few days. Yesterday was really bad. I forced myself to get up and go to work. I felt like shit and everyone around me knew it. I was sneezing and then handling customers. I hope none of them get sick. When I got home, it got worse. Jack took care of me, but I felt like crap. I took some NyQuil and when I woke up this morning, I still felt like crap. I had to call into to work. Of course, the biggest douche bag manager had to answer the phone. I told him how I felt and said that I had flu symptoms. He proceeded to tell me that it wasn't the flu and that it was inappropriate to call-out. Thank you, Dr. Jim, for your medical advice. I was really upset and decided to call my mom. She told me not to worry about it and that the job isn't worth it if they are going to treat me like that. She told me that since school starts on Monday that my main priority is to get better before school. I love my mommy. I needed to hear that from her.

As a side note, I would really like to share how I feel about that manager, Jim, that answered the phone at work this morning. This walking mid-life-crisis is the worst manager anyone could ever have. I work at the bookstore on campus, so he treats all of his employees as if they are disposable. He doesn't care how he treats them because he knows that they can be replaced by another desperate college student. He's right, but it sucks for those of us who choose to stick around. He is always the first person to point out when you do something wrong and the last person to congratulate you on something you did right. He's a creep and I wouldn't put sleeping with young, college co-eds past him. He sits in his office watching us on camera. He hides behind shelves and waits for us to screw up. I hate him. I would seriously laugh in his face if he was ever fired. He sucks at life and I despise him.

Moving right along, school starts on Monday and I am kind of excited. My schedule is kind of wacky, but we'll see how things turn out. My earliest class is at 12:20. I am taking an underground music class. I've read some of the assignments and I am pretty excited. The professor seems like a legit dude. I hope everything works out.

Despite everything, today was a good day over all. Signing off.

- Heather