What a week!
It's been a little bit since i updated this thing. Um, so i am dropping my BCA 503 class because there is no way I'm going to pass the class. I tried, but it's just not happening, and my parents are behind me on it, so it's ok. It took a lot of going back and forth about it, i think that my parents telling me that they know i tried and it's just not worth was a big help. I just had a really bad week. To start things off, im still sick, and extremely exhausted from going back and forth to work and handling a full class load, with some amazingly hard classes. Next, I got into the shower on Tues. morning, and i picked up my washcloth, it had blood on it, and it wasnt my blood. I almost puked in the shower, but i guess it would have been okay if i did, cuz it would have just washed right down the drain, right? I had a 2 day midterm on monday and wednesday in my 9 am class (its the one im dropping), and i had two papers due monday night. On thursday, i reach into my drawer to get a pad (of course i had to start my period as well)and the pack that should have lasted me the entire semester, was empty. Completely fucking gone, and i had used a total of maybe 5. I was freakin pissed. I know who it was, but nobody will confess, and i know pads may have wings, but i know they dont have the ability to fly away. I had to go all the way up to the 3rd floor to borrow one. Thank you to Katie and Tami's roommate, you are a life saver! So, i had to get more of them, and that was money i was not planning on spending. I have bills to pay and i cant afford for shit like this to happen. Plus my car still sounds horrible, but i cant afford to fix it. Then on friday morning, i got my midterm back. I flunked it on a curve, how does that happen? I got a 38 out of 100. I didnt flunk it, i went Hiroshima on that test's ass. I completely bombed it. So that was the last straw, i talked to my parents and they agreed that withdrawing was the best decision. I went to work that night, and i get along with everyone, except for one guy, and he is my boss for an hour if i work till midnight. Well friday i worked till midnight, and to make a story short, he wouldnt pop my drawer before midnight, he just stared at me, and if i dont log out before midnight, i lose the record of all of my transactions for that day and am liable for that money, 10,000 dollars or more is the usual number. Luckily enough, i found someone paying with cash and i popped my drawer. I logged out of my drawer at 44 seconds after midnight, i was so lucky, cuz that usually doesnt happen, it usually locks you out. I was so pissed, and now i have to file a complaint against him because i could get in trouble for working over my scheduled time (because of that whole fiasco, i clocked out 20 minutes late). My other bosses were there and saw it, so they are behind me, which is great. So i get home friday night, and to blow off steam, i picked a fight with the first person i talked to... Aaron. I didnt mean to, but i just hauled off about him not wanting to go dancing the next night. I didnt mean to, it just all built up. By the end of the fight, i had finally broken down, i was crying hysterically, everything from the week before just came spilling out. Aaron understood what was going on, and didnt even want me to apologize for picking a fight with him. I swear, he is amazing. I truly could never ask for more. All he had to say was "I love you, everything is going to be alright." and i was fine, well, it took me a while to calm down, but he really helped. Some good things did happen this week. My work evaluation came through, and i get a raise that goes into effect on the 13th. I found one roommate, so now i just need one more. Aaron and i went for a late night dinner at big boy downtown, and went for a walk downtown as well. It was cold, but we held onto each other to keep warm, it was very 20's-ish romantic. Then we went back to his house and fell asleep on the couch. Unfortunately i had to go home, so we woke up at like 2 am and i went home. It was a great ending to a horrible week. I tell you, he never ceases to amaze me. He makes me so happy, even when he's not even meaning to. He's coming up Central/Western weekend, i dont know if we are venturing down to kalamazoo, or if we are just crashing on the couch, either way im looking forward to it. Plus he's promised to go to wayside with me on sat. night. Im happy, cuz i really need to dance, its one hell of a stress reliever. Well, that's all for right now.