My life has revolved around work for some time now. It used to be school and I am super happy that it ain't the way I'm a rollin' no more. I'm about to take my final exam for my Spanish 101 class that I took for 'fun'. It was not what I thought it would be. I'll be there in 50 minutes takin' my last test for a long time.
I done all that I thought I could do to have me a bit of a break before I go to Alaska. However, they's so much stuff that keeps a creepin' up on me. I got offered 2 French classes for WC3, and it was nearly impossible to turn down such a fun class. I work a whole 2 hours a day and get some fat money, so I took it. Now I'll have these 2 classes plus the donut shop plus the weekend job in July to fit in as I record for my book. Arrr. I wanted a break. I do believe that working is borned in me to the point of insanity. If I ain't a workin', I look for work which equals the same thing minus the money.