ghost town
I don't know what to begin with...b/c my entries are basically all the same. Every once in a while I will have a profound moment while I am journaling.
Yesterday and Today were both very weird days. I think it's because I woke up fairly early compared to the time I usually wake up.
Monday I was supposed to go with Miranda to register for classes at IV, but I overslept (surprise surprise)...so did Miranda, so I guess it was okay. I made some breakfast which was pretty shitty, and got some coffee and hardcore burned my tongue. It still hurts, and it sucks ass. Then I came home and bummed around for a while. I was going to take a little nap b/c I was tired b/c the night before I didn't go to bed until 6-ish in the morning. That was most likely due to the excessive coffee I had the night before at the Oasis. Anyways, I was like almost asleep and work calls...so I answer and I thought it was Denise, but it was Heather. She asked me to come in at 2 and wait tables. I was like okay...and right after I said it I regretted it. I was supposed to help Miranda with her Spanish b/c she had a lot of homework due at 10 o'clock that night and she hardcore needed the help. I felt so shitty for saying yes. So I went in to work and called Miranda and she was pissed, which made me feel shitty and guilty b/c I shouldn't have said yes. And I was going to help her that night but I had to work and I couldn't find anyone to work for me. Anyways enough rambling. Work sucked, I almost walked out. Andy is the worst cook and super slow, and super lazy. I understand he also has a full-time job, and he may be tired, but he should be able to do his job. It's his own fault for having two jobs, and he only works two days at Pondo. But the thing that pisses me off the most is they let him get away with it. It super sucks being a waitor when he cooks, b/c he hardcore sucks which in turn sucks for me. I almost had a nervous break-down, and I almost walked out, but I didn't. And I'm glad I didn't, b/c that would be stupid. But it was by far one of the worst nights of work I have ever experienced. Thankfully Missy let me cut at 7, and then I went to Miranda's and helped her with her spanish. It was fucking nuts.
Tuesday I went to IV with Miranda and registered for classes. I would let you know what classes and shit I have but I already lost the papers, and I hope to god Miranda has them b/c I have no clue where they would be. Miranda dropped her Spanish class, and can not get her money back from the class so she's out 500 bucks. I feel really bad for her b/c she paid for that class with her own money...and 500 bucks is a lot. However, she needed to drop that class b/c it was fucking nuts. I even thought the homework and stuff was crazy. I am so not looking forward to going to IV. Maybe U of I will change their mind when they see my letter appealing their decision to cancel my admission (which I still need to send in!). IDK if they will or not. I'm not being pessimistic, but the chances are slim to none which hardcore sucks, but it's my own fucking fault for slacking off my last semester and being a fucking dumbass....grr regret. I also had to work tonight, and I was late b/c I fell asleep. Thankfully I was only a half hour late, and I lied saying I thought I had to work at 5 instead of 4, they bought it, and I'm glad they did b/c I would have been fucked otherwise. Work tonight was far better than last night. I made out with 45 dollars, which is pretty good. I had a couple fives, and about 4 tables left me 4 dollar tips, which just boosts my self-esteem...not too many stiffs either, which is always good news :-D.
Tomorrow (well technically today) I do not have to work and I have no idea what I am going to do. Miranda invited me to go see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory but I've already seen it, and I don't know if I want to go see it again...we'll see. I need to start working out, I need to quit smoking, I need to clean, and I need to go grocercy shopping so I will likely be doing those things tomorrow...who knows(?).
If anyone wants to hang out tomorrow give me a call or comment.
give me your strength
Yesterday and Today were both very weird days. I think it's because I woke up fairly early compared to the time I usually wake up.
Monday I was supposed to go with Miranda to register for classes at IV, but I overslept (surprise surprise)...so did Miranda, so I guess it was okay. I made some breakfast which was pretty shitty, and got some coffee and hardcore burned my tongue. It still hurts, and it sucks ass. Then I came home and bummed around for a while. I was going to take a little nap b/c I was tired b/c the night before I didn't go to bed until 6-ish in the morning. That was most likely due to the excessive coffee I had the night before at the Oasis. Anyways, I was like almost asleep and work calls...so I answer and I thought it was Denise, but it was Heather. She asked me to come in at 2 and wait tables. I was like okay...and right after I said it I regretted it. I was supposed to help Miranda with her Spanish b/c she had a lot of homework due at 10 o'clock that night and she hardcore needed the help. I felt so shitty for saying yes. So I went in to work and called Miranda and she was pissed, which made me feel shitty and guilty b/c I shouldn't have said yes. And I was going to help her that night but I had to work and I couldn't find anyone to work for me. Anyways enough rambling. Work sucked, I almost walked out. Andy is the worst cook and super slow, and super lazy. I understand he also has a full-time job, and he may be tired, but he should be able to do his job. It's his own fault for having two jobs, and he only works two days at Pondo. But the thing that pisses me off the most is they let him get away with it. It super sucks being a waitor when he cooks, b/c he hardcore sucks which in turn sucks for me. I almost had a nervous break-down, and I almost walked out, but I didn't. And I'm glad I didn't, b/c that would be stupid. But it was by far one of the worst nights of work I have ever experienced. Thankfully Missy let me cut at 7, and then I went to Miranda's and helped her with her spanish. It was fucking nuts.
Tuesday I went to IV with Miranda and registered for classes. I would let you know what classes and shit I have but I already lost the papers, and I hope to god Miranda has them b/c I have no clue where they would be. Miranda dropped her Spanish class, and can not get her money back from the class so she's out 500 bucks. I feel really bad for her b/c she paid for that class with her own money...and 500 bucks is a lot. However, she needed to drop that class b/c it was fucking nuts. I even thought the homework and stuff was crazy. I am so not looking forward to going to IV. Maybe U of I will change their mind when they see my letter appealing their decision to cancel my admission (which I still need to send in!). IDK if they will or not. I'm not being pessimistic, but the chances are slim to none which hardcore sucks, but it's my own fucking fault for slacking off my last semester and being a fucking dumbass....grr regret. I also had to work tonight, and I was late b/c I fell asleep. Thankfully I was only a half hour late, and I lied saying I thought I had to work at 5 instead of 4, they bought it, and I'm glad they did b/c I would have been fucked otherwise. Work tonight was far better than last night. I made out with 45 dollars, which is pretty good. I had a couple fives, and about 4 tables left me 4 dollar tips, which just boosts my self-esteem...not too many stiffs either, which is always good news :-D.
Tomorrow (well technically today) I do not have to work and I have no idea what I am going to do. Miranda invited me to go see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory but I've already seen it, and I don't know if I want to go see it again...we'll see. I need to start working out, I need to quit smoking, I need to clean, and I need to go grocercy shopping so I will likely be doing those things tomorrow...who knows(?).
If anyone wants to hang out tomorrow give me a call or comment.
give me your strength