There was so much food and I hardly ate anything.

So I got the job at the IWK. I already have a shit load of reading to do even before I start on Thursday. Apparently they say that it is not uncommon when you first work there to get a whack from one of the kids. Next week is going to be the craziest week. So busy. I'll be working two jobs, tutoring, and graduating. My mother has dinners planned up the ying-yang. A turkey dinner and everything (no more hamburgers....Kabobs instead!). I only have one day off and I'm spending it with a bunch of 14 year olds. One of the kids doesn't remember my name (in fact im not sure if any of them know my name) and calles me "Miss Tutor Lady".

I was in a weird hyper mood last night. Maybe it's because at work I say the same thing over and over for 8 hours striaght. "Hello welcome to the dream home" "Just so you know, in the basement you have the chance to win 16 movie passes to Empire Theatres. Make sure you fill out a ballot" "Isn't that master Bedroom to die for" "Would you like your recipt stapled to your ticket stub" "Blah blah blah blah".

This morning I woke up to Mr Dressup singing a song on the television. I had fallen asleep on the couch and I didn't wake up till 6:30 am. No Casey and Finnigan though.

I have to drive into town tonight after work to drop stuff off at my bosses house. I won't get home till 10 or so.

I'm going to go eat omelletts