The weekend is almost here for me. I am not as excited though because it feels like a marathon and not a sprint. I am currently working or trying to work. I have to push myself. I love helping people but sometimes the work can burn you out. I’m ecstatic that I have completed and sent in one graduate application, no I just have a couple of more schools to send things too.
I am a little worn out but I’ll live. My buddy wants to get rid of everything in its self, lol. A part of me feels nausea. At least my hair is staying my head and growing. I get comments about everyday how thick it is or how it looks like a wig.
My plans for the weekend include volunteering. Hanging out with my brother and one of my friends. Getting my hair done, then I switch gears to working. I sit at a table and pass out information on Sunday.