6/29/03, 1:35am.
I guess it's Sunday, which means it's a brand-new week.
This week was. Indescribable. In a not-so-good way. One of the worst weeks I've had ever, as a matter of fact.

There was a big drama with the boys being stupid jackasses on Wednesday. Basically what pissed me off the most was a) a lot of inability to apologize and b) the fact that they so disregarded our feelings in the case. I had a bad day at work. Really bad. I was late. I hate being late. I felt so guilty and it made the rest of the day so bad that I was practically counting down the seconds until I could leave. I was so upset. I hate being late.

To make myself feel better that day, I went to Starbucks with Molly and Olive Garden with Candace. I wanted to surround myself with love and happy things. I got a big load of bullshit boy stunts that made me feel even more like shit.

Then there was a small controversy that I fear I started by sending out an email expressing how upset I was...though many who have read it said that it was fairly objective and not just emotional screaming.

Then there was last night, which I'm still trying to recover from. I don't really know what to do, and I can really only explain it by saying that my trust has been broken by someone I care deeply about. And now I have a laundry list of people that I need to talk to and try to resolve things. *sigh* Cried myself to sleep last night.

In not so sad news, I've been reading Harry Potter. I wish I was a fast reader because it's taking me forever and I'm only on chapter 8. I don't really have time ever to do read, either. Stupid job. Which I actually love and am already excited about coming back next year. Best hours and easiest work doing something that I'm good at. What more could I ask for?

I suppose I should get to bed. You know it's been a tough week when you start listening to sad Dixie Chicks music. They have a way with broken hearts...and I suppose broken trust can go there too.

6/17/03, 10:47pm.
Those three small words...
Today was so über fabulous because I had lunch with some of the most wonderful people ever. I love Becca, Whitney, Molly and Beth so very much. My underclassmen rock!

First day of job orientation was not as fun, but at least it only lasted 2 hours. I'm fairly certain that I will die tomorrow, as I not only have to be at work by 8:30, but it's an all-day training until 3:30. Once camp starts, we only work 9:30-2:45. This is two hours more than a normal day! But oh well. It's easy stuff, and we get paid!

I've been linked to! For the first time ever, I'm fairly certain. Eric (DonK) linked to me, so I feel all special. Though I'm fairly certain that no one actually reads this.

Now, before I get on to writing camp letters for Allie and Whitney, I have one last discovery...Canada rocks. Canada is practically us, so why can't we pass a law like this? Be the 4th country in the world to allow same-sex marriages? It would be amazing, and I bet it would influence many other Western nations.

*sigh* One day the Earth will be perfect.

6/12/03, 2:51pm.
A long overdue update.
Wow. So a TON has happened since last I posted. Let's see, there was the Prom Weekend Extravaganza™, the last day of school, Honor's Night, Choral Awards, boat party, graduation and a whole slew of parties. It's been intense.

Pictures can be seen at clubphoto.com and if that link doesn't work, just go to the main page and search for my albums using the email address: gailmarie05@hotmail.com.

Yesterday was Great America. Next Thursday is Miss Saigon. Camp orientation starts next Tuesday, and I'm ready to start getting some money! Gail is broke as a joke. :-(

I think that's it for now. This was kind of lame, but I thought there should be something. Later folks.