Thursday, November 29, 2001

I cant believe I'm gonna say this but....I actually had a great time at work. Jackie, one of the managers I used to detest is starting to grow on me. She is actually nice for a change. I've noticed these changes in her for the past couple of weeks now. We talked and even joked around. Weird huh? Usually, I stay far away from her as possible. She mentioned how everyone in the whole store thought I was the sweetest thing alive. hehe *big ol cheesy smile* So she responds with "Not Sharon...I know better." I'm like "haha....very funny Jackie...I AM sweet". She starts laughing like crazy and so did I. Then we started cracking on other folks and that made us laff even harder. I was in such a giddy mood. Strange. I think the reason why I was in such a "happy" mood was because my sweetie called me at work =). You should've seen me. I was acting goofy and grinning like a lunatic. Earlier, I bonded with my mom sort of. We put up the Christmas tree together while watching soap operas.*lol* She even took me to work and we didn't argue at all. Overall, my day was wonderful. Yay for me! Nitey nite all.

Monday, November 26, 2001

I woke up from my nap. It didn't help much. I am so tired. My sleeping habits are horrible. Saturday night, I got off from work at midnight..didn't go to bed til 1 or 2 a.m. Sunday night I ended up going to bed at 3 a.m. I don't know why I was up that late. Maybe it was because I couldn't sleep. My younger sister Enchantee` aka D.A. couldnt sleep either. Keep in mind that we both had to get up at 6 a.m because she had school and I had to go to work. We started talking...really deep stuff. I found out things about her that I didn't know. We talked about our problems, insecurities, dreams, and fears... mostly about our life in general. I shared things with her I never shared with Aubrey and Nessa(my two other sisters). We cried and laughed together that night. I never even knew half of the things she was going through in school. It angers me how people...both adults and kids are so cruel. I wish I could beat up those nasty 8th graders that would tease her and yell at those stupid teachers. You would think that teachers would be understanding, but they're just as bad as the kids. It's a shame really. I feel really bad for her. I wish there was something I could do for her =( I'll now think twice before I say something bad about her. I love you D.A. *hugs u really tight* I really do, even though I don't say it that much. I know you'll get through this and I'll try my best to be there for you no matter what.