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What a week. I feel like I say that pretty often. I guess I always have crazy weeks, and each time that week seems to take the cake. Well as crazy as this week was, i have to say, it hasn't been one of my craziest. And you all know me, things can get pretty crazy, almost soap opera worthy as Sam and I have discovered.
This has been my first week home for the summer. It all began last Thursday. I had my last final at 8am, Western Civ, not a good sign. So I set my alarm on my cell phone for 6am. I planned on getting up early and cramming as many useless, unnecessary, history fanatic facts as I could into my brain. Anyone who has heard my stories of this class knows that I need to know unnecessary information, such as what ethnic background Marie Antoinette is. What the fuck do I care? What the fuck does it matter? One would think all I'd need to know is what she did and why she is important, but no, all I need to know about her is what her ethnic background is. Psh. Anyway, so I oversleep and wake up around 715, not late, but late enough to make me panicky. As I jump out of bed, I scare poor sean who is sleeping soundly, or at least was. There goes our last night together.. :( So I freak out, and try to study as much as I can in the next 10 minutes before I have to run down to my room to get clothes because it got INCREDIBLY cold out and a pencil, damn scantron tests. So I head to my final with a bottle of soda. Caffine, that'll wake me up and help me pass, yea right. As soon as I sit down, I start feeling really crappy, and had to actually run out of the room thinking I was going to throw up. I hadn't even drank the night before! I had just made myself so nervous about the final, that I made myself sick! Whatever, the test was bullshit and hard as hell and I've probably failed it. Whatever I suck at life when it comes to that class since once again I am not a history fanatic and only I dont know memorize IMPORTANT facts, not useless ones.
After that test I went back up to Sean where I helped him pack up all his stuff to go home. Packing is SO SO SO depressing. I met his Dad, who happens to be pretty cool. All is happy happy. I call Addie because I want her to check my email, see if my parents emailed me to let me know what time my Dad was coming to get me. She answers the phone just to tell me that my Dad is there!! I was so shocked. So I had to have my goodbye with Sean, which was quick because of darn parents. Oh well, I pack, go home, yay.. not.
I have a pretty calm weekend. Nothing super special. Saw the best friend, saw an older brother, watched a baseball game, the usual stuff for being home. Boring (except for the best friend thing of course cuz I missed her to death. God I miss living next door to my best friend).
Sunday: first day back at KB.. whatever no biggie work is work
Monday: first day of hell... I found out what I got in my Computer Applications class, turns out studying doesn't help you do well in school. I got a fucking 68 on my final. I needed an 87 to get a B-, and I thought I had it. I studied for my whole life for this test and thought it was so easy, just to get a 68, yea Fuck you too Albany. So I was freaking out about that ALL day. Crying and deciding that I really shouldn't be at Albany, I havn't proved to myself or anyone else that I deserve to be there, the works. I finally calm down a bit. I got the pictures that I ordered. They made me happy, remembering good times, happy friends, the works. Yay that made me happy.
So then I head to work. Oh yea, that's not going to help things. I had to do nothing but open boxes all night which is so annoying to begin with. I'm putting stuff away and of course I knock something off the top shelf and it hits me in the head. OW. Ugh, that makes me so mad. Plus it hurt. So whatever I continue working. After a while I'm just kind of standing around in the front of the store because I was in a bit of a daze. Tired, cranky, and I don't know just in a daze. I hear footsteps coming towards me. I turn around and its Heather. Shane's little sister, followed by his little brother, and bitch of a step mother. Just what I needed. So they all talk to me AND GIVE ME HUGS. I CAN'T FUCKING STAND HIS STEP MOTHER SHE IS THE BIGGEST BITCH EVER. UGH. But I play nice and just walk away, stunned. That just makes my night worse. She just rubbed everything in my face. "You're STILL working at KB? Can't Shane get you a job at the bank?" Aka what are you to stupid to get a better job. GOD i can't stand her.
After this I come home. Hoping to just talk to my friends and Sean and calm down and be happy. But of course not. Sean's distracted by his movies, okay whatever, he's a boy. But then I find out that my plans for this weekend are going totally out of wack. Sean might not come up on Friday, in fact, i'll be lucky if he even comes up at all, which is super disappointing. I really really really really want him to be here this weekend. Plus everyone is talking about coming up on Friday instead of Saturday which sucks too. I love everyone, and I would love for them to come up on Friday, but Friday was supposed to be my night with my friends from home, I promised them, well friends from home plus Sean, that's when everyone was going to meet him. Then Saturday was my day for my Albany friends. But who even knows what's happening. Everyone keeps asking me and I have no idea, and everything is just falling apart. So I couldn't handle anymore and just went to bed and cried myself to sleep. So pathetic I know, but what can I say, the day was SO SO disappointing.
Today: I get up early for work and the first thing I do is stub my toe. Great.. Whatever I go to work and my manager is in a crappy mood. Ugh. Takes it out on me of course. Then the District Manager comes in and is up my ass about everything and anything. I was so so so tempted to tell him to kiss my ass, but I figured I'd save it for AFTER I get a better job.
After work I went to Warwick to see Brianne and the Varsity Softball Warwick vs. Pine Bush game. So much fun. Saw the girls, was super jelous and was dying to play so bad. My coach also kind of offered me a job for when I graduate too. His sister apparently is the president of this HUGE HUGE marketing firm in New York and California. After I graduate I'm supposed to go to him and his sister will hook me up with a job either here or in Cali.. holy crap! Well whatever, we'll see how that one actually turns out.
So I guess after I got home from work today, the day kind of brightened up a bit. Hopefully things will work out this weekend. I miss everyone SO SO SO much.
This has been my first week home for the summer. It all began last Thursday. I had my last final at 8am, Western Civ, not a good sign. So I set my alarm on my cell phone for 6am. I planned on getting up early and cramming as many useless, unnecessary, history fanatic facts as I could into my brain. Anyone who has heard my stories of this class knows that I need to know unnecessary information, such as what ethnic background Marie Antoinette is. What the fuck do I care? What the fuck does it matter? One would think all I'd need to know is what she did and why she is important, but no, all I need to know about her is what her ethnic background is. Psh. Anyway, so I oversleep and wake up around 715, not late, but late enough to make me panicky. As I jump out of bed, I scare poor sean who is sleeping soundly, or at least was. There goes our last night together.. :( So I freak out, and try to study as much as I can in the next 10 minutes before I have to run down to my room to get clothes because it got INCREDIBLY cold out and a pencil, damn scantron tests. So I head to my final with a bottle of soda. Caffine, that'll wake me up and help me pass, yea right. As soon as I sit down, I start feeling really crappy, and had to actually run out of the room thinking I was going to throw up. I hadn't even drank the night before! I had just made myself so nervous about the final, that I made myself sick! Whatever, the test was bullshit and hard as hell and I've probably failed it. Whatever I suck at life when it comes to that class since once again I am not a history fanatic and only I dont know memorize IMPORTANT facts, not useless ones.
After that test I went back up to Sean where I helped him pack up all his stuff to go home. Packing is SO SO SO depressing. I met his Dad, who happens to be pretty cool. All is happy happy. I call Addie because I want her to check my email, see if my parents emailed me to let me know what time my Dad was coming to get me. She answers the phone just to tell me that my Dad is there!! I was so shocked. So I had to have my goodbye with Sean, which was quick because of darn parents. Oh well, I pack, go home, yay.. not.
I have a pretty calm weekend. Nothing super special. Saw the best friend, saw an older brother, watched a baseball game, the usual stuff for being home. Boring (except for the best friend thing of course cuz I missed her to death. God I miss living next door to my best friend).
Sunday: first day back at KB.. whatever no biggie work is work
Monday: first day of hell... I found out what I got in my Computer Applications class, turns out studying doesn't help you do well in school. I got a fucking 68 on my final. I needed an 87 to get a B-, and I thought I had it. I studied for my whole life for this test and thought it was so easy, just to get a 68, yea Fuck you too Albany. So I was freaking out about that ALL day. Crying and deciding that I really shouldn't be at Albany, I havn't proved to myself or anyone else that I deserve to be there, the works. I finally calm down a bit. I got the pictures that I ordered. They made me happy, remembering good times, happy friends, the works. Yay that made me happy.
So then I head to work. Oh yea, that's not going to help things. I had to do nothing but open boxes all night which is so annoying to begin with. I'm putting stuff away and of course I knock something off the top shelf and it hits me in the head. OW. Ugh, that makes me so mad. Plus it hurt. So whatever I continue working. After a while I'm just kind of standing around in the front of the store because I was in a bit of a daze. Tired, cranky, and I don't know just in a daze. I hear footsteps coming towards me. I turn around and its Heather. Shane's little sister, followed by his little brother, and bitch of a step mother. Just what I needed. So they all talk to me AND GIVE ME HUGS. I CAN'T FUCKING STAND HIS STEP MOTHER SHE IS THE BIGGEST BITCH EVER. UGH. But I play nice and just walk away, stunned. That just makes my night worse. She just rubbed everything in my face. "You're STILL working at KB? Can't Shane get you a job at the bank?" Aka what are you to stupid to get a better job. GOD i can't stand her.
After this I come home. Hoping to just talk to my friends and Sean and calm down and be happy. But of course not. Sean's distracted by his movies, okay whatever, he's a boy. But then I find out that my plans for this weekend are going totally out of wack. Sean might not come up on Friday, in fact, i'll be lucky if he even comes up at all, which is super disappointing. I really really really really want him to be here this weekend. Plus everyone is talking about coming up on Friday instead of Saturday which sucks too. I love everyone, and I would love for them to come up on Friday, but Friday was supposed to be my night with my friends from home, I promised them, well friends from home plus Sean, that's when everyone was going to meet him. Then Saturday was my day for my Albany friends. But who even knows what's happening. Everyone keeps asking me and I have no idea, and everything is just falling apart. So I couldn't handle anymore and just went to bed and cried myself to sleep. So pathetic I know, but what can I say, the day was SO SO disappointing.
Today: I get up early for work and the first thing I do is stub my toe. Great.. Whatever I go to work and my manager is in a crappy mood. Ugh. Takes it out on me of course. Then the District Manager comes in and is up my ass about everything and anything. I was so so so tempted to tell him to kiss my ass, but I figured I'd save it for AFTER I get a better job.
After work I went to Warwick to see Brianne and the Varsity Softball Warwick vs. Pine Bush game. So much fun. Saw the girls, was super jelous and was dying to play so bad. My coach also kind of offered me a job for when I graduate too. His sister apparently is the president of this HUGE HUGE marketing firm in New York and California. After I graduate I'm supposed to go to him and his sister will hook me up with a job either here or in Cali.. holy crap! Well whatever, we'll see how that one actually turns out.
So I guess after I got home from work today, the day kind of brightened up a bit. Hopefully things will work out this weekend. I miss everyone SO SO SO much.