Today is the last day of summer. I spent last night going out to my senior camo party with the whole grade. I dedicated today to getting prepared for my first day back meaning, finishing my book, getting my backpack ready, cleaning my car, doing my laundry etc. I woke up this morning knowing I had a lot to get done, and I started off my day by praying, which I rarely do. I prayed for good focus today, and less anxiety, and for my parents and where I’m at in life. A hour after my prayer everything seemed to go to shit. My manager texted me that my coworker called out sick and I had to come in, me being on call at 4pm. Instant frustration was my first reaction. I knew my coworker wasn’t sick, and I had already explained to him how I had a lot to do today and couldn’t take his shift in the first place. I scrambled to my book to start making progress, but with knowing how my day will plan out, it was hard to stay focused knowing how much I had to do. I went to work and got it over with 7 hours later. Im ready to quit this job, and that was the only thing on my mind all shift. Im getting sick of the environment I’m in, but I feel attached because of the money. It’s hard to beat. So here I am, 11:11pm, 300 pages to go in my book, with school 9 hours away. This is the last way I wanted to start my senior year.