Plastic or Paper

so today i start my new job... i am a little uneasy about this... i have no idea what i will be doing. alls i know is to show up at one pm in my uniform... its scary being the little guy on the totum pole... at preschool i was it, the bomb yo... people came to me and asked me questions, and i knew what to say... i had all the answers, i did whatever i wanted... it was nice... but now... i have to answer to high authorities (of sorts) ... this bothers me... i hate not knowing what will happen... this job is good for me, and daniel... i wont be craby and emotionaly exhausted at the end of the day... I HATE CHANGES... argh... i need to sleep, but my mind is wandering... i so want some OJ... and french toast... yum...