Viva Las Lubbock!
I haven't updated this thing in a really long time. *It's been just over 2 months...crap, I suck.* Lately, I just feel that I don't have anything interesting to say or philosophical to say...so why update unless it's going to mean something?
Unfortunately, this entry is going to be of the very nature that I hate the most...I'm just here to let you's guys know the goings on of my life.
I moved to Lubbock. It's been pretty bitter sweet. On one hand, I like it because I'm finally not in San Angelo...nor am I in a city where I have family to depend on. I'm finally spreading my wings and living ON MY OWN! Well, not entirely "on my own"...I have roommates but I don't have the option to lean on my family or any kind of familiar settings for support. Which is also why I don't like it...I feel so helpless out here. I don't really know anyone else except for my roommates and Ben. The Erix will be coming back in August but that leaves the next 2 months without any other friends to kick it with. Don't get me wrong, I love my roommates and Ben is pretty awesome but I'm very claustrophobic sometimes and I don't exactly have an escape from it all. Well, I shouldn't say that I have "no escape"...there is work. I got my transfer with Blockbuster and the people seem pretty cool there...but they're only giving me 2 or 3 shifts a week...which blows goats. So, I decided to apply at the local $2.00 Theater and got the job mostly because of my experience. I've already worked 4 shifts over there and...I don't know if I like it so much. I suppose I thought I could kind of relive my days at the $1.50 Theater but...it's a lot different. For one, most of the people there kind of suck. There's a 16 year old girl who is constantly bitching about how she doesn't want to do whatever chore the manager gives her...there's a middle aged woman who has a day job and is constantly bitching that she's tired and doesn't want to be there...there's another girl who works there that's been there for 2 years so she thinks she has some kind of managereal duty to tell us what to do which, granted, I realize that she has all that experience and knows what she's doing but that's no excuse to be a bitch about it. The other day, I was refilling the straws and she fucking THREW the pack of gloves at me. She didn't hand them to me like any civil human being would...no...she fucking thew them at me. When I asked her why she did that, she said, "You need to use the gloves to do that" and I was like "Well, that's no excuse to throw them at me." Fucking bitch. Anyway, I'm just ready for them to stick me up in the booth so I don't have to deal with them as much but the manager keeps giving me the run around as to when they're going to do that. I was supposed to start in the booth last Thursday but that didn't happen...so he told me he would definitely start me on Friday which they kind of showed me how to thread their projectors (because they're kind of different than the ones at the $1.50...and by "different" I mean "better"...but are still threaded a little different than the ones at the $1.50) but they didn't really give me a chance to do it myself. Blah...I guess I need to start looking around for a better 2nd job.
Anyway, that's all for today. I miss you, my San Angelo hoes. Much love.
~Roanna
Unfortunately, this entry is going to be of the very nature that I hate the most...I'm just here to let you's guys know the goings on of my life.
I moved to Lubbock. It's been pretty bitter sweet. On one hand, I like it because I'm finally not in San Angelo...nor am I in a city where I have family to depend on. I'm finally spreading my wings and living ON MY OWN! Well, not entirely "on my own"...I have roommates but I don't have the option to lean on my family or any kind of familiar settings for support. Which is also why I don't like it...I feel so helpless out here. I don't really know anyone else except for my roommates and Ben. The Erix will be coming back in August but that leaves the next 2 months without any other friends to kick it with. Don't get me wrong, I love my roommates and Ben is pretty awesome but I'm very claustrophobic sometimes and I don't exactly have an escape from it all. Well, I shouldn't say that I have "no escape"...there is work. I got my transfer with Blockbuster and the people seem pretty cool there...but they're only giving me 2 or 3 shifts a week...which blows goats. So, I decided to apply at the local $2.00 Theater and got the job mostly because of my experience. I've already worked 4 shifts over there and...I don't know if I like it so much. I suppose I thought I could kind of relive my days at the $1.50 Theater but...it's a lot different. For one, most of the people there kind of suck. There's a 16 year old girl who is constantly bitching about how she doesn't want to do whatever chore the manager gives her...there's a middle aged woman who has a day job and is constantly bitching that she's tired and doesn't want to be there...there's another girl who works there that's been there for 2 years so she thinks she has some kind of managereal duty to tell us what to do which, granted, I realize that she has all that experience and knows what she's doing but that's no excuse to be a bitch about it. The other day, I was refilling the straws and she fucking THREW the pack of gloves at me. She didn't hand them to me like any civil human being would...no...she fucking thew them at me. When I asked her why she did that, she said, "You need to use the gloves to do that" and I was like "Well, that's no excuse to throw them at me." Fucking bitch. Anyway, I'm just ready for them to stick me up in the booth so I don't have to deal with them as much but the manager keeps giving me the run around as to when they're going to do that. I was supposed to start in the booth last Thursday but that didn't happen...so he told me he would definitely start me on Friday which they kind of showed me how to thread their projectors (because they're kind of different than the ones at the $1.50...and by "different" I mean "better"...but are still threaded a little different than the ones at the $1.50) but they didn't really give me a chance to do it myself. Blah...I guess I need to start looking around for a better 2nd job.
Anyway, that's all for today. I miss you, my San Angelo hoes. Much love.
~Roanna