| | Ok, so its been a long time.
The school year was eventful. A lot of commuting because my financial aid package and the fact that we moved within the 50 mile radius of FAU. I didn't have a car so I had to resort to public transportation. Joined Konbit Kreyol (a Haitian-American student organization thats part of the National Haitian Student Alliance) and the Black Student Union. School was most definitely fun the first semester, but then it showed in my grades. No excuses, I thought it was going to be just like highschool.
My second semester went better. A big drama happened, and I had to see a shrink, something I was hoping I wouldn't have to do. Went to her for a month until I had a breakdown and was told to get away for Spring Break. And thats what I did, I went to NYC with KK and we had a great time. I went to my first Ball. My mom found out I lost my scholarship and gave me an ultimatum. Get a job or get out. I got a job the day after the semester ended at a law firm as a legal assistant for a law firm that help get people Social Security. My starting rate was $8.50 so I jumped on it, it was more than minimum wage and I was saving up for my car.
Right now, I have enough money saved up to get a bo-but, but I we're hunting for a good car either a Honda, Toyota, Nissan or Jeep Grand Cherokee Laredo (unfortunate guilty pleasure). I may have to quit my job because things spiraled out of control with management (three managers for five employees... do the math) and a employee who happened to be my friend. In the end my friend got fired, and I spoke my mind. The "appreciated" it and new rules were put in place, i.e. No cell phones on the person at all. I told them I couldn't agree with that rule and they say it calls for immediate termination. Whatever. The attorney asked everyone to write a list of all of our responsibilities at the office and somehow in the short four months I've been working in the office, my list is twice as long as everyone's in the office, including the managers. I told them when my father calls me, I'm picking up the phone, and no they can not hold the phone and pick it up for me. We're supposed to have our third meeting since the Big Bang that happened last weekend. And the end results don't effect me one bit. My old highschool principal offered me a job at his elementary school that pays $2 more then what I'm getting now, and it works around my school schedule.
No too detailed.
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