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The 80/20 rule.

hijanellek:

If s/he has 80% of everything you could ever want in a relationship, don’t be stupid and go off looking for that missing 20% in someone else. I guarantee you that when you find that missing 20%, you will miss the 80% that this new person doesn’t have. Then you’ll either have too much pride to ask for forgiveness or have no shame at all and beg for it.

We 80% folks put up with enough of your crap as it is. And I won’t stick to someone who doesn’t realize what they have when they have it.

20% is a FAIL.

Finally home from work! I requested days off. :) Um. I pretty much saw my unofficial schedule for three weeks, too. Imma take a picture of it tomorrow, during lunch. Time to do some laundry and fix-up my room a bit more.

Today//Tomorrow

Today was a nice day, I think.

Edge of Glory was released and I love it.

That’s about it, for today….

Tomorrow:

I hope to God I get a call saying I don’t have to go to work. If I do have work, I’m just going to be more stressed. :(
Okay, how about a bullet-point of my day:

• Wake up 11a.m.
• Lounge ‘till 12
• Get ready by 1
• Go pick you guys up at 1:30
• Handle business ‘till 3:45? I hope?

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• English from 4-6pm
• Psych. from 6:30-10pm

or

• work 5:30-9:30

I’m nervous for the business-handling. But I’m just going to smile and be positive.

Um.

I don’t know if they’re going to find someone to fill in my shift.

If they do fill my shift, I have to go to school.

I have these things to do for school:

• Script for English on Illusory superiority & internalized racism
• Draft on Mirror Neurons, for Psych.

I’m going to have such a busy night doing that work.

Tomorrow’s going to be a long day.

Check-list

• Shower
• Laundry 
• Study @ 2-5
• Call
• School
• Check Psych. syllabus
• Work on Psych.
• Tumblr; go through followers
• Eat
• Sleep

Kay.

Just sent that guy an extremely awkward text.

He’s a D-bag because he’s hella fast. 

22 in his 50 free and like, 1.03 in his 100 breast.

I hope Michael’s there or Nancy and her sister, Lisa. Or the other people I know but not their names. Lol.

Practice in 20 minutes with West.

Getting out early for that dinner-thang.

I hope I’m not the only one there, really.

I’m so fucking awkward.