I finally gave up on getting Nicole out of my room (she'd taken up residence in my bed. She always liked my bed better than her own. Every bed seems much the same as any other to me) and had turned out the lights and was going downstairs when she evacuated to her own room. So I lay down and stared at the ceiling for a while. Between about 2 and 5, I dozed on and off. At 5 I woke up because I'd slept with my knee in a horrible position, and it was painful to move. After stretching it out a bit, I slept for an hour or so before getting up for school.
So that makes... 7, 8 hours of sleep in the past three or four days? bah. My eyes hurt.
Tish is going back to my grandmother's house today, which will give me another couple of chances to "feed her 'til she pops", as I always tell her. I'll also get to meed her friend Zach. Since that means there would no longer be enough seatbelts in my car (with Tish, Drew, Greg, John, Zach, and myself, we'd be one short), the Trippy Trio will just ride the bus. They'll live.
I think I'll stop by the bank during lunch. I got $40 from some relatives for Christmas and I need to put it in my account. I don't think I'll spend it. I wonder if I could get a job soon. It sounds so horrible, but really the only reason I didn't have a job this school year was my abuelita. My mom wanted me to always be available in case something happened. (We've been waiting for 'something to happen' for about two years now.) I could apply at Texas Art Supply again, but maybe I should look around and see if anywhere else I'd really like to work is hiring. Despite my normal atitude, I tend to work best with customers. I'm a damned good actress when I need to be. I also make a good cashier. Guess I'll look around a bit.
I'm not going to anime club. I just don't want to socialize much. I think I'll go home and tell my mom I have a headache, make her give me something that'll knock me out for a few hours.
I need to find and look through that old hymnal I have. When our church decided to purchase new ones, I got one of the older ones. My mom wants me to pick out some songs for the funeral.