A million things

Over the weekend I basically laid out in the sun. Yesterday my family packed up our crap and headed to the beach for the day (which is interesting with my family, because my dad feels the need to bring every damn gadget ever invented to the beach). We finally got there and settled in. There were, of course, some annoying people there with crying kids and barking dogs, but it actually wasn't too bad. Some mother behind us was too busy talking to her friend to pay attention to her kid. The poor baby sat there and kept crying "mommy" but the mom was just chatting away. The sunscreen I used was spf 15, but I still got burnt in some places and tanned unevenly. It was some pretty crappy stuff because it also made me break out into hives on my arms, legs, and chest.I keep checking the school website for my grades, but they haven't posted them yet. I should be getting my finals in the mail from my Psych classes. It's like come on, hurry, I want to know how I did. You bust your butt in your classes and you kind of want to know how you did. I now have six weeks off, so I'm going to try and relax I guess. I feel hyper though, like I need to take care of everything I haven't done in the last couple months. Everything from getting a job to repairing my camera to working on my art projects to updating my writing to studying my books. I don't know when I got so hyper over things.A few days ago our little fish died. She had been laying on the bottom of her bowl (it's actually a square..) and then she finally stopped moving and died. It's sad, but she did hold on a lot longer than our other fish.There's so much I want to do, but I don't have any damn money. And if I got a job I'd be too busy working to do anything with my money. Grrr? Grrr!*Pay more. Expect less. State Farm.*