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So I got four of my five projected grades back...two A's and two B+s. Not quite sure how I fucking pulled it out, considering I put about 30% of myself into school all semester. I'm hoping my last grade is an A- instead of a B+ (the two possibilities, it's on the border). That would make me feel a little better about getting a fucking B+ in Marjorie's class...the one class I actually did some work in and was proud of what I produced...but she's the one teacher who actually sticks it to me and realizes when I'm not working to my ability, and grades me accordingly. That's why I do good work for her (well, that and she's brillant and I practically worship her...)

I'm enjoying not worrying about school, though I've been working a lot. I've been getting better sections at the Bottle, which means I'm making more money. My manager told me last night she wouldn't be surprised if I started getting even better sections....here's hoping.

God damn, I love my job. So much it's a little sick. But we're all like that....there's something about that place that makes me okay with working harder than I've ever worked anywhere else in my life. If there's not something to do I FIND something to do. How sad is that?

Speaking of work, I started fucking my ex-boyfriend who's the head cook there again this weekend. Most decidedly not the brightest idea I've ever had...the relationship ended because it NEEDED to end. He's really jealous and insecure, which doesn't really work for a more free spirited person like me. Who fucking cares if guys hit on me when I go out when you know I'm going home with you? Stupid bullshit that basically constitutes a lack of trust when there's no call for such a thing. But he's a good lay and it's nice to have someone in my bed again....it's been awful lonely. And I made it clear there's no way we're getting back together. Fuck, I just need to find myself a nice lady...if only I had ANY clue how to pick up chicks....

Wow, this entry's long. I guess I just have a lot on my mind....