Double days are done with. Over. Kaput. Until spring break. On a side note I'm not in beach sprints. Steve-o wants me to get my legs all figured out. Have my follow up on monday, so then we will see if I'm good to go. I may just be crazy, but I'm not the one who said naything first, it was Brian noticing my rowing, but I still feel bad. I am obviously not rowing nor erging correctly because of it, but it's such just and annoying pain as opposed to escrutiating that I feel like I am complaining about nothing, but I'm also not complaining to the people who are most worried by the effects it is causing me to have. Such a pickle, I know. Hopefully they can just give me some super pills and send me off to PT, but we will see if it is something worse. I'm crossing my fingers.
Phase 2 starts on monday with the first day of school. I'm both excited and anxious. I dont know how I'm going to handle all the stress I'm sure to be getting, so hopefully it will be a gradual increase and not just a giant bombardment. And hopefully the theatre people wont unnecessarily stress me out. I doubt they will, but then again there was Ms. Howell. I am excited though. And Starbucks is going to be a blast. I'm working every week with Jason and Ij, I dont remember if I had any with Sara and Allyson, but hopefully Gabby, Andy, Eila and Shenelle will have some hours with me too. I'm am so pro, passsed my barista certification with flying colors, a 97 and 5 stars! I was BALLIN'! Hehe.... I love the 'bucks.....
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