im overly exhausted.. ive been working for 21 days in a row.. well almost 21 days.. it will be on friday.. and thats from getting up no later than 5:15 am and usually going to bed at 12:30 am or later... and yaaaa.. its just been crazy.. like today for instance i was being a creep as devon would so affectionately call me driving  around on the the golf cart at 6am with one eye opened and another one closed and then switching every so often because i was so tired.. but i had sunglasses on so people couldn't really see me..AND ohhhhh i had an incident with the lawn mower the other day that would make u laugh.. ok picture this: so im cutting the greens, and im starting to feel good about myself  because u know, it's a hard, tricky job so im like awesome im finally getting the hang of this.. soo ya its really wet out on the course from the morning dew.. so im going along just about to leave the green that i just mowed, all the while singing a song to myself, probably as long as you love me, and then it happens.... i tripped and fell to my knees. now, that doesn't sound so dramatic or embaressing, but it just so happens that the lawn mower is on a clutch engine, which means it goes off on its own, so when i fell to my knees, i lost my grip on the lawn mower and BAM it takes off full speed. So im on the ground, on my hands and knees with my mouth wide open and my eyes gazing in horror as i begin to struggle to gather my spazzy body from up off the ground.. and i see the lawn mower going closer and closer.. closer to the edge of the *cue dramatic music* DAH DAH DAAAHHH...the bunker... ohhhhh shit... so im racing and racing but i just couldn't get there... and the mower goes into the sandy trap of hell. i finally gather my footing and battle with the demon mower to shut it off while it spits balls of sand up at me... and i observe the damage of the battle that i just faught and it totally ripped up the bunker.... shiiiiiiiittt.. so i quickly try and drag the huge mother ass mower out of the bunker and try to cover up the fact that i was in a place where a lawn mower should never venture.. ..and i begin on my way looking in all directions to make sure that no one saw my moment of supreme screw-up-ness... and i go off and continue to cut the next green.. then the golf carts of doom appear from the shadows of the forest that carries my supervisor.. quickly my mind begins to race as i struggle with whether or not i should just act cool or tell them what happened.. i continue to cut the green as if i am the coolest person on the planet but really i felt like i was one moment away from shitting my pants as i see off into the distance, the horrid and scary man with the bright red alcoholic cheeks, Scary Larry, glancing into the bunker where i had just fought the epic battle. He then proceeds to call over his followers that go by the names of Donald and Ron to take a look at the peculiar sight.. and then... they stare... they stare right at me.. i see their mouths move..and the looks were piercing as the flip-floppiness of my stomach becomes unbearable in nervousness.. and then i hear it.. the soft hum of an engine becoming louder and louder.. they're coming my way... THE GOLF CARTS ARE COMING!!! THE GOLF CARTS ARE COMING!!! i try to remain calm and keep my composure..

"hey uhhh becks.. i got a weird call on the radio saying that they think u took the lawn mower through the bunker.."

"uhhhhhh hehehe (nervous laugh) yaaaaa.. i was going to tell you about that.. i had a little accident with the fact that i can't stay on my own two feet for long periods of time and gravity seems to overcome me and i fall to my knees every so often"

"must be good for your boyfriends" (he really didn't say that but writing this now it was the perfect opportunity for him too.. i would have been all over that!)

"okkk accidents happen becky but just be sure u tell us next time.. we're not going to fire you for it"

"hehehe (nervous laugh) okkk ....sorry"

"no problem"

and the golf cart whizzes off.. wow i met my daily quota of screwups quite early that day..
so that was an eventful day at work.. but honestly i wouldn't want to have any other job.. ya sure it's tiring.. but my first paycheck was just about $800 after working for 2 weeks.. so it's good money.. and also one of my friends from elementry school works there. .and he and i get along really well.. all the people there are really nice..AND..haha.. one of my friends there is infamously named JIMMMMYYY! i told him the jimmy story of course!! speaking of work.. i have to get up in 5 hours.. so maybe i should head to bed! again 12:08am.. not good for the bags under my eyes..