House

I'm a million times irresponsible. I don't know what got into me. Last friday, i ended up going to work for an hour. I abruptly left because i had some pressing things to do at school. I'm pretty sure i could've gotten out of it, but i'm getting to the point of loathing work. Loathe is a strong word...i'm going to use dread. That's too synonymous...whatever. I don't know what i'm going to do when i go back. I hate being confronted, especially if i'm in the wrong. Gah. I'm reminded of the times i worked at News 8. I've bene hearing a lot of, "you have to love what you do because you're going to be stuck with it...for life." That scares me. Is it a sign? Must remind self...there is a reason for everything. Period.

I've been basking in the light of HOUSE. There's a marathon happening. I have a minor crush Hugh Laurie or is it the fictional character himself? I like the rude crassness of the character. I like how he labors to do what is right.

Is anyone watching the VMAs? The guy hosting was sorely annoying.

I need to summon up courage...and a brain.