working really hard

March 5, 1999 

Not that I'll be jetting off to Mexico or Hawaii for a week-long party or anything. I don't really have the financial resources to do that. Well, ok. I technically do, but I would like to avoid spending all of my money. That would be bad... student loans are hanging over my head growing ever larger.

Work is not hard today. In fact, I'm at work right now. I'm not sure, but I think I may have a web addiction problem. Everywhere I go, I get on the web if possible and now I'm even updating my page from work. Is this bad?

I just got an email from Kelli, a classmate from my high school. Like I've said before, I haven't heard much about my classmates since we grabbed our diplomas and ran out the door. I guess there is a new upcoming marriage and a second marriage among my classmages. I'm always amazed at how the people I grew up with seem to be growing up a lot faster than I am. But I'm just fine with that. I am not too anxious to run off, get married, and start changing diapers. At least not yet.

Ever since yesterday afternoon, the dorms have been like ghost towns as people empty out for break. But here I sit, working until 2 p.m. on Friday. Oh well, the money can't hurt that's for sure.

I suppose I should check and see if there's any actual work I can do. After all, I am getting paid here.