let's hear it for labor!
I had myself a fine Labor Day weekend, thanks for asking.
School started, and for some reason I find myself still there. I'm taking four classes this semester, including my senior seminar. I only have to be there three days a week, which is nice. And I'm really truly going to be all finished in December, which is nicer.
Work is stressing me out and annoying me to no end at this point. I understand that I'm there because I need the money and so I want to get a lot of hours, but I just don't think I'll be able to work at this pace and go to college and bring up my GPA and still maintain any sort of social life - not to mention any sort of sanity. On Friday, for instance, I'll be at the bank from 8:15 am until 7:15 pm with a mere 30 minute break in the afternoon... and it won't be the first or last time that it happens. I'm not trying to whine, but that's soooo much. And it would be a lot more tolerable if they paid me more money... but they don't and they won't.
I hate that I complain about it all so much, but I can't seem to stop. My dad actually sat me down and told me to stop being so damn negative. Granted, he didn't say damn, because my dad doesn't say things like that, but he made himself pretty clear all the same. So my new goal is to start thinking positively about my stupid school and my crappy job and my bank account which is in a perpetual state of nearly overdrawn-ness.
Like I said, though, my long weekend was totally sweet in every way. I did some of the backyard barbecue stuff and some of the going out and getting crazy stuff, and I rounded it all out with adequate sittin' around doin' nothing stuff. I felt like an actual 22 year old for once and it was great. A few weekends like that here and there and I should be able to make it through the semester.
School started, and for some reason I find myself still there. I'm taking four classes this semester, including my senior seminar. I only have to be there three days a week, which is nice. And I'm really truly going to be all finished in December, which is nicer.
Work is stressing me out and annoying me to no end at this point. I understand that I'm there because I need the money and so I want to get a lot of hours, but I just don't think I'll be able to work at this pace and go to college and bring up my GPA and still maintain any sort of social life - not to mention any sort of sanity. On Friday, for instance, I'll be at the bank from 8:15 am until 7:15 pm with a mere 30 minute break in the afternoon... and it won't be the first or last time that it happens. I'm not trying to whine, but that's soooo much. And it would be a lot more tolerable if they paid me more money... but they don't and they won't.
I hate that I complain about it all so much, but I can't seem to stop. My dad actually sat me down and told me to stop being so damn negative. Granted, he didn't say damn, because my dad doesn't say things like that, but he made himself pretty clear all the same. So my new goal is to start thinking positively about my stupid school and my crappy job and my bank account which is in a perpetual state of nearly overdrawn-ness.
Like I said, though, my long weekend was totally sweet in every way. I did some of the backyard barbecue stuff and some of the going out and getting crazy stuff, and I rounded it all out with adequate sittin' around doin' nothing stuff. I felt like an actual 22 year old for once and it was great. A few weekends like that here and there and I should be able to make it through the semester.