Ugh. This coming week is finals week. I am scheduled to work a 6 day week. When do these people expect me to be able to study and write my papers? I would like to keep my Dean's list grades. Most of the problem are these people at work. Some people take off almost every week for some thing or another. Then, the owner didn't hire some girl because her boobs were too big. Yes, because her boobs were too big. She was afraid that people, staff and patrons, would be distracted! How ridiculous. I guess I never would have gotten the job if I wasn't already there when she bought the place.
Meanwhile, big boob girl wasn't offered a job even though she was well more than qualified. I have to bust my ass in that place because these people are crazy. Hire people! I am going crazy. This is an absolutely guaranteed way to lose your staff. Make them work long and many many long shifts with no time for relaxation. Or you can tell them that their job isn't important or hard so they need to learn to do something else. What? Yes...it happened today. Not to me because I am at the point that I would have flipped out. There are times when I just want to walk out. Times when I just want to walk into oncoming traffic so I can just take a break from life. I work six days, two of which are double shifts, and go to school 3 nights a week.
I have a 10 page paper due Wednesday, an exam Monday, and another 10 page paper due Thursday. It's ridiculous. I do nothing but work and study, work and study. I'm going crazy. I don't even remember what my friends look like. Probably would get lost trying to get to their houses. Today was work from 10 to 4 then immediately start working on one of my two papers. I had to take a break to catch up on my blog. As soon as I'm done typing I will start studying for my exam. No, my paper is not finished but I need to do a little of this and a little of that because I get bored with the same topic and I get writters block, especially with just a big and important paper.
My sister turned 20 today and I haven't even talked to her because I was at work then she went out so I probably won't until tomorrow....oh no wait.....I have to work all day tomorrow too. Maybe well be able to sneak in a 5 minute phone call when the lunch shift slows down.
Happy reading, ACLove
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
random...
So I have come to the realization the I need to open up my friend base. Of the few guy friends that I have in the area some are gay and the others are in relationships. Since I am usually hanging out with guys, do I appear unavailable?
Anyway, today was fun. I went with some people after class to Cuba. We ate dinner and went for drinks. Then I got a call from a guy at work wanting to hang out. I wanted to save money so instead of drinking and spending money at the Tavern, I decided to come home and just hang out. Then I called him to find out he went out with some friends. I didn't really mind but at the same time I could've stayed where I was. Ugh.
I have been having some shooting pains in my hand and forearm. My other arm, where I got the tentanus shot, feels like there is a golf ball under my skin. Then I got a call today from the insurance adjuster. I still say that it was that lady's fault. I mean who really drives faster to pass a car that is pulling out of a spot instead of simply waiting? She was in an accident a few months ago she said. Hmm...interesting, you mean that there is a possibility that people cause accidents for attention, money, or hhmmm to fix up her ugly ass car.
Yesterday I was talking to someone about having someone to come home to. Then tonight, I walk into my empty apartment. Other than my dog, of course. I mean when is it my turn to have something special? Pretending to be so happy on the outside is so much work. Especially when deep down you are alone and sad. It is a tiring thing to do. Pretending to be someone you're not. I guess I'm not being someone I'm not, it's just that I don't feel like myself except when I put on this front to the world. Part of me feels like I am standing in a crowded room screaming at the top of my lungs for help and everyone goes about their lives and pays me no mind. Another part of me doesn't want anyone to know how I really feel. There is still that stigma people have about depression.
I just want to be me again.....
Happy reading, ACLove
Anyway, today was fun. I went with some people after class to Cuba. We ate dinner and went for drinks. Then I got a call from a guy at work wanting to hang out. I wanted to save money so instead of drinking and spending money at the Tavern, I decided to come home and just hang out. Then I called him to find out he went out with some friends. I didn't really mind but at the same time I could've stayed where I was. Ugh.
I have been having some shooting pains in my hand and forearm. My other arm, where I got the tentanus shot, feels like there is a golf ball under my skin. Then I got a call today from the insurance adjuster. I still say that it was that lady's fault. I mean who really drives faster to pass a car that is pulling out of a spot instead of simply waiting? She was in an accident a few months ago she said. Hmm...interesting, you mean that there is a possibility that people cause accidents for attention, money, or hhmmm to fix up her ugly ass car.
Yesterday I was talking to someone about having someone to come home to. Then tonight, I walk into my empty apartment. Other than my dog, of course. I mean when is it my turn to have something special? Pretending to be so happy on the outside is so much work. Especially when deep down you are alone and sad. It is a tiring thing to do. Pretending to be someone you're not. I guess I'm not being someone I'm not, it's just that I don't feel like myself except when I put on this front to the world. Part of me feels like I am standing in a crowded room screaming at the top of my lungs for help and everyone goes about their lives and pays me no mind. Another part of me doesn't want anyone to know how I really feel. There is still that stigma people have about depression.
I just want to be me again.....
Happy reading, ACLove
Monday, April 5, 2010
shitty day....
Well Easter was good. Good food, family, and reminissing. Hope all yours were good too. I didn't pig out too much.
I weighed myself this morning. I lost some pounds. 5 since my first blog to be exact!
Anyway, I am writing in tonight to tell about my shitty day today. The worst day ever. Anything that could be wrong was. First my day started off at work when a glass shattered in my hand. Emergency room visit from 12am to 3:30pm. A shot, xray, and three stitches later. I was discharged and my day got worse when I had a car accident in the parking lot. It was not my fault. Then I did last minute party shopping and food preparing to end up with a party consisting of me and two of my friends. We did have fun drinking, eating, taking shots, and playing Wii.
What is wrong with people? When did it ever become socially acceptable to RSVP to a party and then not show, don't call, or have some sorry ass excuse why you can't come (3 hours after party was supposed to start)? The problem, in part, is that I give people the benefit of the doubt that they can actually act like a mature adult about a situation. I have tons of food and liquor left. Let me know if you all want any!
Happy reading, ACLove
I weighed myself this morning. I lost some pounds. 5 since my first blog to be exact!
Anyway, I am writing in tonight to tell about my shitty day today. The worst day ever. Anything that could be wrong was. First my day started off at work when a glass shattered in my hand. Emergency room visit from 12am to 3:30pm. A shot, xray, and three stitches later. I was discharged and my day got worse when I had a car accident in the parking lot. It was not my fault. Then I did last minute party shopping and food preparing to end up with a party consisting of me and two of my friends. We did have fun drinking, eating, taking shots, and playing Wii.
What is wrong with people? When did it ever become socially acceptable to RSVP to a party and then not show, don't call, or have some sorry ass excuse why you can't come (3 hours after party was supposed to start)? The problem, in part, is that I give people the benefit of the doubt that they can actually act like a mature adult about a situation. I have tons of food and liquor left. Let me know if you all want any!
Happy reading, ACLove
Friday, April 2, 2010
three's a crowd....
So today was actually great! I joined some friends from school for an afternoon in the sun enjoying moijitos, sangreia, and empanadas. It was so nice out today, it was great to have off and enjoy the sun and just....relax and hang out with friends for a cocktail afternoon.
And then...it happened. You know how you go out with a group of friends and somewhere along the line you end up sitting with a couple and everyone else leave. Ugh. Depending on who it is....it can be ackward. And it was. Then in my head I began to think about how I wish I had that person there with me. Someone to hold and cuddle with. Someone to.....love.
Then thoughts begin to run through your head about yourself and what is wrong with you. Is there anyone for you? I associate this to my weight. I don't know how much of that is true, but it seems that way to me. I begin to think about how big do I look? How big do I look? Am I unlovable? It's so depressing to think about. It's even depressing to think about thinking about it.
Then I think about how I have lost a couple pounds this week. This diet is back on track. I still have yet to incorporate exercise into the program. I have been busy this week so I have been missing some meals. I know, not at all the healthy thing to do, but it really wasn't on purpose. Trust me, I really love food.
Sunday is Easter and I can't wait to go visit home. My grandmother is in the hospital so I am going to see her. Don't worry, she will be okay. My mom is picking me up tomorrow and we are driving back to Philadelphia Sunday night. She is staying over then leaving for work in Atlantic City early in the morning. I am glad my mom is coming to visit for the night. I really do love spending time with her. We are like best friends. Yes, my mom and I are best friends. She is the anchor in my life. When I start to feel low she brings me back up.
CAN'T WAIT!!
And then...it happened. You know how you go out with a group of friends and somewhere along the line you end up sitting with a couple and everyone else leave. Ugh. Depending on who it is....it can be ackward. And it was. Then in my head I began to think about how I wish I had that person there with me. Someone to hold and cuddle with. Someone to.....love.
Then thoughts begin to run through your head about yourself and what is wrong with you. Is there anyone for you? I associate this to my weight. I don't know how much of that is true, but it seems that way to me. I begin to think about how big do I look? How big do I look? Am I unlovable? It's so depressing to think about. It's even depressing to think about thinking about it.
Then I think about how I have lost a couple pounds this week. This diet is back on track. I still have yet to incorporate exercise into the program. I have been busy this week so I have been missing some meals. I know, not at all the healthy thing to do, but it really wasn't on purpose. Trust me, I really love food.
Sunday is Easter and I can't wait to go visit home. My grandmother is in the hospital so I am going to see her. Don't worry, she will be okay. My mom is picking me up tomorrow and we are driving back to Philadelphia Sunday night. She is staying over then leaving for work in Atlantic City early in the morning. I am glad my mom is coming to visit for the night. I really do love spending time with her. We are like best friends. Yes, my mom and I are best friends. She is the anchor in my life. When I start to feel low she brings me back up.
CAN'T WAIT!!
Thursday, April 1, 2010
new law...
So apparently, Philadelphia passed a new law that requires restraunts to put the nutrition information on the menus, calories, fat grams, everything. You would think this would be helpful, however, then you realize that even the salads that you love are 1100 calories. GEEZ!
Either way the diet has been okay. Work was okay. Jess came to visit again but damn it...we still didn't finish Super Mario for Wii yet.
Cleaning lady came today. She is great! Love her.
We took Kanah to the dog park again, even though she got bit last time, she had so much fun with Jada. They were fighting over balls and sticks. They were so cute.
This is a short blog today, nothing really is going on since yesterday.
Happy reading, ACLove
Either way the diet has been okay. Work was okay. Jess came to visit again but damn it...we still didn't finish Super Mario for Wii yet.
Cleaning lady came today. She is great! Love her.
We took Kanah to the dog park again, even though she got bit last time, she had so much fun with Jada. They were fighting over balls and sticks. They were so cute.
This is a short blog today, nothing really is going on since yesterday.
Happy reading, ACLove
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