Super Early Morning...

I couldn't sleep.
I have been thinking about stuff, ranging from work to personal life.
Finally, I decided to turn my bedroom's light on again because my brain wouldn't let me to get a rest.

By the way, I made my day at shelter. My colleague knew that I didn't look forward to working, so she told my other colleagues about that. I was surprised that my day manager was investigating on some issues after part-time staff told him that she heard two male clients talked how they weren't happy w/ my shelter. I think I will have an interesting staff meeting next week (if my day manager brings that particular issues to the meeting). I had a little chat w/ him before he left for home. He had a vacation last week, so he stayed late to catch up everything. I then mentioned to him that this was the first time I didn't want to go to work. I told him that I didn't have that feeling before. He told me that he used to have that kind of feelings long time ago.

He then asked how my Christmas went. I told him that I didn't have a good Christmas, which was true. I cried a lot prior to CHristmas, and I even cried the whole day one day after Christmas. My roommate left for good, my Mom called me, and it was a bad phone call. I couldn't help it, cried on the way home. I was pretending that everything was fine, hid it from my friends so that they didn't know how terrible I was. He felt sorry to me, and I thanked him for his time.

Okay, back to shelter... I was fortunate enough that kids weren't that bad tonight. I was really quiet,hesitated to initiate a conversation w/ them, but we had a little chat after that. I was praying that everything would be fine for the rest of the week. **cross fingers**

I also chatted w/ our night manager before I left for home, asked if it was true that he applied for grad school. He told me that he applied several universities in California. I was surprised when he told me that he was going to social work, too. I thought he would go for psychology, since he had a background in Psych. I then told him that I applied for social work program, but I was spreading my applications from midwest to east coast. :)
He told me that he would leave our shelter at the end of Summer, while I would leave shelter around late April. I was kind of worried w/ my supervisor. I hope she could find good candidates to take our spots (night manager and Youth Specialist-reg)

Well,,, I guess I will have to sleep...
I need to work again tomorrow...
I still don't want to go there, but I have lots of things that need to be done.

-W-