WHOA. I JUST HAD THE WEIRDEST EPIPHANY EVER. I'm watching The Lion King 2, Simba's Pride (I actually like this sequel. So what?) and I just realized that when my dad tells me a million times to be careful when I go out and such, he's doing it because he loves me and worries about me. I know, I know, DUH. But I seriously thought he said that because he thinks I can't take care of myself. Wow, I need to stop rolling my eyes when he says that. I'm a bitch sometimes, I know.
In other news, I might apply for work today. *nervous tremble* Party City, Macy's, Best Buy, they're all hiring for seasonal jobs. Sounds good, even if I work on Christmas Day, it's not like we're going to do anything special. Ugh, but I don't know how to do this! I've never worked a bleeding day in my life (unless you count about fifteen hours of community service I did in middle school, which I don't). Do I need a resume? I don't know what to put on it. Should I add the fact that I had good grades, or is that stupid? Merlin's beard. *Is now more nervous*
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