whoop whoop
I got a second job. and it's obscenely easy! very cool.
i'm a commuter assistant. basically i sit at this desk and sell candy and coffee to people. then i check the commuter lounge before i leave and make sure it's stocked. and then once a week/every two weeks there's little events i help with. whoo hoo. and i get paid $8 bucks an hour to sit here!
happy day.
other than locking myself out of the office, it's going well....
but i'm hungry....and can't do anything about it..... oy vey.
so yeah. thats life. it'd be nice if i got service down here. then i could text or something.
i'm le bored.... if you can't tell....
hopefully i'll have time to run back to my room between work and class so i can grab some munchies and a book. or my flash drive. then i could start my speech.
dang boys make me so mad. he ditched me in chapel agan. then he caught me as i was leaving and walked me to work. flirted with me the whole time. ugh. why does he ignore me then say he misses me and ditch me then flirt with me? honestly. make up your damn mind boy! whatever.
so there's this coffee pot in my office...we brew coffee then serve it free all day....but it's sitting in this pot all day! so nasty! coffee shouldn't sit for more than an hour. it goes bad. i would NEVER drink the stuff in that pot....ew.
wow i've become a coffee snob. but i don't care. it's funny cuz the people on my hall come to me with coffee questions and such. i save them from the horrors of bad coffee! Super Barista to the rescue!!!!!!!! haha
wow. boredom is scary.
only ten minutes left then i gotta book it back to my room then get to new testament. i have a midterm in that class on friday. i gotta turn in a paper today. it's really good for the first half, then awful the second half. like it answers the question and it makes sense and sounds intelligent. it's just a load of crap. i completely exaggerated what my paper was about and i feel like an idiot making the ridiculous comparisons i made. eh well.
my hair is getting really long. but i won't get it cut till i go home for thanksgiving. i don't trust other places with my hair. it's gonna be so nasty by then....ugh.
ok. time to check the lounge and get my butt outta here. yay......