My life is pretty much routine except for my days off.
I sleep.
I wake up.
I get dressed, commence with necessary beauty regiment, and then put socks on.
I make my lunch, put pink lemonade powder in my water bottle (with water, of course), and then make two pieces of toast for breakfast.
I get everything together, brush my teeth, and then leave.
I drive, park, and then get into a big white van.
They drive, I sit, either reading or listening to music.
I get out of the van when we reach the summit.
I put my stuff in my locker, clock in, go to the bathroom, and then see what my assignment is.
I work.
I eat lunch in the middle of working.
I over-smile.
I clean, I close, and then I stock.
When time, I clock out and then pile in the van for an exciting ride down the mountain.
I climb out of the van, climb into my car, switch my work shoes for my comfy mocassins, and then drive off down the highway.
I park in front of my house and climb out of my car.
I eat, talk to my parents, and then fall into my warm bed.
Then I wake up again....
Nothing much exciting really happens.
Except freak snowstorms, burnt popcorn, and random people dressed up as Lord of the Rings characters. That was actually pretty awesome.....
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I am crushed you posted this on this day - I came to see you! and I LOVED coming to see you.
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you can NEVER over smile. Your smile is beautiful.