Tessie D

I hung out with Melissa, Lisa, and Amy last night. We went over to Melissa’s house and watched movies in her living room while doing our Pre-Cal homework. Melissa is Mormon and isn’t allowed to watch movies with cursing or sex, which is funny since the first time I ever saw Pulp Fiction, it was at her house when her parents were at work and her cousin, Jody, brought it over. He insisted that we watch it because it’s “the best, y’all. It’s the best movie ever made.” (I don’t necessarily disagree with him that it’s not a great movie. I don’t know if it’s the best movie ever made, mostly because I’m not sure if I understood all of it.) 

I think I figured out what I’m going to do about college next year. Now that I have the money now to pay for the registration fees, I went ahead and mailed off my application and signed up to take the entrance exams in June. I haven’t mentioned it to Momma or Daddy, yet. They haven’t said anything about college or what I’m going to do next year, so neither have I. I think they would just as rather I keep working than go to college. The money is good, and I could work more if I weren’t in school during the day and could work the lunch shifts. I’m sure she’s hoping that I’ll meet someone, get married, move out, have children. 

But, I don’t want any of that. At least, not right now. I see people like Debbie who went straight to work out of high school and she seems so tired so much of the time. She works all day and takes care of her husband and kids at night. 

I want to be like Deidra and Eric—I want to go to college, read literature, hang out with friends. I don’t want to wait tables for my entire life. 

I say all of this, and I still haven’t gone back to work. 

Maybe I’ll find a new job.