So, as of about three weeks ago, I've learned that I have far too much time on my hands. I know that it'll stay this way to, because I live in a tiny town and what the fuck else. So, about ten minutes ago, I filed out an application to work at McDonald's. I'm excited, because if my math is correct I'll be earning about 100-some bucks and to a fifteen year old, that's a lot.
I'm just excited for this amount of responsibility, because since I moved away from all my family and friends, and dealing with a sour break-up and the loss of a friend, I need something that'll keep my mind occupied.
I'm excited.