I still cannot breathe.
I got back from work at 9:30. I got off at about 8:30 or so. I stayed around to wait on my free food to go. The chicken fajita roll up here is different than the one in Baton Rouge (in case anyone cares). Here, they fry the tortilla. Weird. I don't think I need to be trained anymore, though. I ran my shift tonight. I waited on all the tables (except the Ukrainian couple, I couldn't understand their accents). I wear my leopard spiky belt to work, and a kitchen guy (Brandon) asked me if I was some sort of rocker chick, and I giggled and said "hold on, lemme show you something" and I lifted my work shirt to show him the headbanger's ball t-shirt I was wearing as an undershirt. He was like "dude, you rock". He does open mic every Tuesday with Stephen (a waiter). I was invited to go with the other servers to see them next Tuesday. How cool. People here don't know how to tip. Like, Heather (my trainer) was making 10% tips. That sucks. But, they have so many tables in one night, especially weekends, that they still make decent money. I could only imagine what they'd make if people tipped their 18-20 per cent like most people. It's the Canadians and the TT. Before I left, this black guy, a busser, gave me his number and told me to call him. I was like, um, huh? I'm not gonna call him. I work with this guy! I have to work a double tomorrow. Stephen is training me on both shifts. He is a guitar player, singer, frat boy.
Anyway, I can't breathe. I woke up feeling better, but every time I sit down my nose gets all stopped up and stops the airflow. I'm gonna suffocate in my sleep. I was invited to walk in the Monroe Mardi Gras parade with the AOPi's tomorrow. I can't go, I have to work a double tomorrow. On Valentine's Day. I forgot to get valentines for everybody in BR. I was going to get a box of em and send em to everybody. No money. I decided to drop my art class. I couldn't pick up my pictures today and I don't want an F on the project. I did do it, though. I just couldn't afford to develop the pictures. So, I'll be down to 13 hours. That's good I guess. I need to start studying for Biology, Chemistry, and Trigonometry every day.
There is something in my eye. It's eating my eyeball. Hey, I'll be in town in a week. Weee! Maybe I won't be so snotty at home. The weather will be a little more "normal". It is raining here again today. This place sucks. But, I get to go see some live bands Tuesday night! Yay. I need Kleenex!
I guess that's all that happened today.