Tuesday

-Woke up and had to deal with Bonnie's car possibly needing to be towed. Not a way to start my day.
-Got ready for orientation.
-Went to orientation.
-Went to MAC and got some new eyeliner and cover up.
-Went back to orientation.
-Took a break and went to Cosmoprof.
-Went back to orientation. It was pretty boring, but at least I was getting paid for it. I feel so bad though like making them go through all of this when I am just going to quit. I decided I want to go to Trio over Trade Secret. Trade Secret is far to retail affiliated. I know I shouldn't be such a diva yet, but I already know I'm going to have people working for me that I have no business starting my business working for people... If I'm gonna be a big timer, I need to stay in with them. I really hope I'm not too arrogant. I also hate the idea of working for something so corporate. I don't like being told what to do, and corporate grabs you by the balls. I also don't like the fact that my dress code would be to wear all black. I can't follow rules. At J. Russell I was told to wear all black, but it's not corporate so I wore what I wanted and always looked good so they never said anything. I NEED to be able to bend the rules some. I'm a vision in white and need to be able to wear white. Trio is wear I'll go. Plus, I wouldn't get off til 5:30 from Trade Secret and 1. 10 to 5:30 are too many hours to be cooped up in one place. Trio, I'd be working 10-4 and I'd get to see sunlight. 2. I need to get to Ciro's by 5/5:30, and getting off at 5:30 would be I wouldn't get there til 6 at the earliest. Not gonna work, and I'm not gonna screw over Ciro's. They've been good to be for the last 5 years that I'm ready to finally be good to them.
-Got finished around 5:30 and I went to BCBG to drop off stuff from my brother. I looked around some and realized how much I need to make money, and how badly I want to be like 90 lbs so I can look cute in everything. Pretty sure it'll never happen, but God, how I wish. It sucks knowing I'll never be that little. Even when I was 16, crazy, and NEVER ate, I was never that little. Smallest I ever got was a size 9 with a butt and thighs like mine. Oh well.
-Went home, helped my mom clean up while she made dinner.
-Tried registering for classes, but apparently I'm on probation. What?
-Fell asleep.