I'm really dreading going to work. 6 hours. I think I might kill myself while I'm there. A part of me is hoping that my grandma doesn't show up to take me. But if she doesn't I'll probably just walk. I'm giving them a 2-week notice today. I hate it there.

But the good thing about working there is that I usually have to walk a mile to get there (and back), I don't have time to eat while I'm there, and I burn a lot of calories. Maybe not a lot, but some. And any amount counts. Ugh, I just really don't want to go. I'm tired. I just hate it there, I really do.