Wow...
Talk about an eventful week. For the folks of you that don't know. I work for a summer camp that in the words of the owner is "not about teaching kids professional skills, but rather to give kids a chance to explore different disciplines, develop confidence in themselves and to find something they love to do." We offer classes in cartooning, drawing, painting, fashion design, theatre, dance, martial arts, media graphics, magic, and drumming. It's a pretty impressive operation and the dude totally makes bank...
Anyway, this was the end of the 1st session, and we always close things off with a big performance night. That night was so stressful. This year they grouped Marie and I as assistants for the main performing arts teacher). He's great at what he does and busts his ass off to work, but at the same time they basically have us helping in keeping things a little more organized and more presentable. Last year, I (Marie too) was like the other counselors and got to rotate with different instructors. I had a lot of fun participating in many of the class; don't get it twisted, I also assisted my teaches very well. I got positive feedback from all of them last year, so much to the point that one instructors complained that the performing arts instructor basically hogged the good counselors to himself. LOL. The beginning of the session was more annoying than anything else. I work mainly as the music guy, but I also did a lot of costume organizing and sorting. So during this week, we were doing so much sorting and organizing, everyone was on edge. Marie contemplated quitting. Steven (the PA teacher) was complaining about how invasive the owner was. The owner, although a very great guys, gets stressed out easily and freaks out; I think he might have a little OCD. (LOL! I hope none of them ever read this...)
Anyway, I spent most of my time, running back and forth from out in front to the stage helping set up, then back stage to make sure the girls were getting ready. Marie had to stay with the girls and help get them dressed and walk them to the stage and provide mics. I also ran around looking for backup props that we kept in storage. By the end of the night I was so sweaty and tired. Marie was just so frazzled and stressed. And to think that night we only made like 40 or 50 dollars for that night. So yesterday, we talked to our supervisors that we wanted more money if they decided to keep us on board doing the same thing next session (starting this Monday). They're gonna see if we can get a raise and a bonus for the performance nights, and that we'll also be provided with more people to help.
In other news, I scraped against the wall of the freeway right before getting to my house. I was so scared that the whole passenger side of the car was all banged up, but I was fortunate to only to have scratched the side of the car (NO DENTS!), the passenger side airbag curtains deployed, and my side mirror had broken off. So I gotta get that fixed sometime soon. It was my own fault for dozing off. Everybody chewed me out on that. One of my friends started crying cuz she was so worried. I know...I'm fortunate that it wasn't worse and that nobody else was involved.
I can't believe how emotional I have gotten these last two days. I've been wanting to so much these last couple of weeks and I had a lot of random crying moments. LOL! I can't help but feel so much, even though I'm a lot better at hiding it now. But holding things in like that ain't healthy either. I think managed to cry out all the stress from the week, even probably some from the break up. It's still in my head, and while I've always seen things as being bittersweet, I'm finding myself better with each day. I'm getting ready to let go now.
Anyway, so the last couple of weeks I've been getting these weird pimply things all over the back of the legs and thighs. Well not that much, but still. There was one that became infected and started to swell like crazy. I went to urgent care last after some of my coworkers convinced me it was a very serious spider bite. Turns out it was an abscess, something not fatal but still very uncomfortable and painful, and now remember this things is on the back of my thigh; walking, sitting, running, anything made it hurt. Basically think of them as pimples without whiteheads. There's no way to pop them because the infection happens under the skin be it from anything from a bug bite to scratching, to even an ingrown hair. Most of them go down in time (ever got pimples on your ass?) but sometimes they'll get super infected and swell up with pus and blood. So at the camp, my director Christine, drew a circle around it to check to see if the swelling was growing and it was. She even applied gauze and what not to it. Well after work, she told me to go to the doctor to find out what it was. I went to urgent care (side story: I don't have health insurance, and going to a free clinic was not a possibility cuz then I would have had to wait until they were open during the week...I needed to get that thing treated ASAP before it got worse) That's when the hospital staff schooled me on what an abscess was and also the first time I really knew what that thing was. So they had to do this procedure last night were they made an incision around the peak of the bump thing then squeeze out as much crap from there as they could then stuff it was gauze so it would continue to drain. It hurt so much...and aren't our thighs full of nerves...ugh. Anyway, I have to go to a doctor in two days (Mon) to get the gauze removed and check for infection. I have antibiotics and some pain killer so I'm good.
Anyway, my love life has gotten interesting these last couple of weeks. For a while, I've just been having little flings and whatnot. I went on dates with some peeps but found myself bored with them or uninterested. Well, there's been one that's managed to keep my interest and we're taking things slow.
He's one of my supervisor's (at my other job) best friends. I met him back in May when he had this big bday party but we didn't really get to know each other until around mid-June. I've made no plans to announce anything; we're just playing things by ear. The last thing I want is another failed relationship, and of course there's hesitation because I know (shoot, we know) I'm not completely over my last relationship. I guess I wanted to write about this because he came by to visit me with Ilda (my supervisor) last night before they went out clubbing. They wanted to make sure I was okay. They're so sweet. It's been such a contrast to what I'm used to, and it's a little refreshing.
My friends were also calling me up and texting me to make sure I was okay since it had been a rough two days.
Oh and another note, I've been losing weight and toning up. Right now, I weigh 145 lbs and I managed to do that without any supplements like diet pills (side story: I had an addiction to them before; I've never been the most confident when it comes to my body, but look at me now. I feel more and more comfortable in the skin that I am...the compliments and people making passes at me only helps to boost my ego) It's all from diet and exercise. Although my diet still need a little more improvement. LOL! BUT I CAN'T HELP IT! I LOOVVEEEE FOOOODDD!
SOOooo this has been a very big update for me. I just felt like I need to document it because it'll give me something to read when I get all retrospective....
Have a good day, peeps!
Anyway, this was the end of the 1st session, and we always close things off with a big performance night. That night was so stressful. This year they grouped Marie and I as assistants for the main performing arts teacher). He's great at what he does and busts his ass off to work, but at the same time they basically have us helping in keeping things a little more organized and more presentable. Last year, I (Marie too) was like the other counselors and got to rotate with different instructors. I had a lot of fun participating in many of the class; don't get it twisted, I also assisted my teaches very well. I got positive feedback from all of them last year, so much to the point that one instructors complained that the performing arts instructor basically hogged the good counselors to himself. LOL. The beginning of the session was more annoying than anything else. I work mainly as the music guy, but I also did a lot of costume organizing and sorting. So during this week, we were doing so much sorting and organizing, everyone was on edge. Marie contemplated quitting. Steven (the PA teacher) was complaining about how invasive the owner was. The owner, although a very great guys, gets stressed out easily and freaks out; I think he might have a little OCD. (LOL! I hope none of them ever read this...)
Anyway, I spent most of my time, running back and forth from out in front to the stage helping set up, then back stage to make sure the girls were getting ready. Marie had to stay with the girls and help get them dressed and walk them to the stage and provide mics. I also ran around looking for backup props that we kept in storage. By the end of the night I was so sweaty and tired. Marie was just so frazzled and stressed. And to think that night we only made like 40 or 50 dollars for that night. So yesterday, we talked to our supervisors that we wanted more money if they decided to keep us on board doing the same thing next session (starting this Monday). They're gonna see if we can get a raise and a bonus for the performance nights, and that we'll also be provided with more people to help.
In other news, I scraped against the wall of the freeway right before getting to my house. I was so scared that the whole passenger side of the car was all banged up, but I was fortunate to only to have scratched the side of the car (NO DENTS!), the passenger side airbag curtains deployed, and my side mirror had broken off. So I gotta get that fixed sometime soon. It was my own fault for dozing off. Everybody chewed me out on that. One of my friends started crying cuz she was so worried. I know...I'm fortunate that it wasn't worse and that nobody else was involved.
I can't believe how emotional I have gotten these last two days. I've been wanting to so much these last couple of weeks and I had a lot of random crying moments. LOL! I can't help but feel so much, even though I'm a lot better at hiding it now. But holding things in like that ain't healthy either. I think managed to cry out all the stress from the week, even probably some from the break up. It's still in my head, and while I've always seen things as being bittersweet, I'm finding myself better with each day. I'm getting ready to let go now.
Anyway, so the last couple of weeks I've been getting these weird pimply things all over the back of the legs and thighs. Well not that much, but still. There was one that became infected and started to swell like crazy. I went to urgent care last after some of my coworkers convinced me it was a very serious spider bite. Turns out it was an abscess, something not fatal but still very uncomfortable and painful, and now remember this things is on the back of my thigh; walking, sitting, running, anything made it hurt. Basically think of them as pimples without whiteheads. There's no way to pop them because the infection happens under the skin be it from anything from a bug bite to scratching, to even an ingrown hair. Most of them go down in time (ever got pimples on your ass?) but sometimes they'll get super infected and swell up with pus and blood. So at the camp, my director Christine, drew a circle around it to check to see if the swelling was growing and it was. She even applied gauze and what not to it. Well after work, she told me to go to the doctor to find out what it was. I went to urgent care (side story: I don't have health insurance, and going to a free clinic was not a possibility cuz then I would have had to wait until they were open during the week...I needed to get that thing treated ASAP before it got worse) That's when the hospital staff schooled me on what an abscess was and also the first time I really knew what that thing was. So they had to do this procedure last night were they made an incision around the peak of the bump thing then squeeze out as much crap from there as they could then stuff it was gauze so it would continue to drain. It hurt so much...and aren't our thighs full of nerves...ugh. Anyway, I have to go to a doctor in two days (Mon) to get the gauze removed and check for infection. I have antibiotics and some pain killer so I'm good.
Anyway, my love life has gotten interesting these last couple of weeks. For a while, I've just been having little flings and whatnot. I went on dates with some peeps but found myself bored with them or uninterested. Well, there's been one that's managed to keep my interest and we're taking things slow.
He's one of my supervisor's (at my other job) best friends. I met him back in May when he had this big bday party but we didn't really get to know each other until around mid-June. I've made no plans to announce anything; we're just playing things by ear. The last thing I want is another failed relationship, and of course there's hesitation because I know (shoot, we know) I'm not completely over my last relationship. I guess I wanted to write about this because he came by to visit me with Ilda (my supervisor) last night before they went out clubbing. They wanted to make sure I was okay. They're so sweet. It's been such a contrast to what I'm used to, and it's a little refreshing.
My friends were also calling me up and texting me to make sure I was okay since it had been a rough two days.
Oh and another note, I've been losing weight and toning up. Right now, I weigh 145 lbs and I managed to do that without any supplements like diet pills (side story: I had an addiction to them before; I've never been the most confident when it comes to my body, but look at me now. I feel more and more comfortable in the skin that I am...the compliments and people making passes at me only helps to boost my ego) It's all from diet and exercise. Although my diet still need a little more improvement. LOL! BUT I CAN'T HELP IT! I LOOVVEEEE FOOOODDD!
SOOooo this has been a very big update for me. I just felt like I need to document it because it'll give me something to read when I get all retrospective....
Have a good day, peeps!