Ranting and Raving
I realize it's been ages since I've updated this. But, as Martin so kindly pointed out, I'm going to give myself an ulcer unless I find an outlet for my emotions and upsettings. So... Here goes.
Work tonight was shit. Let's be honest. Okay, I worked with awesome people, that helped. But when you've worked the past three days already, and not just little 4 hour shifts but good, solid, 8.5 hour shifts, on your feet, dealing with bitchy people at the service desk, you should just KNOW that it's going to be a shitty day. I got to work and it was okay, I was in a good mood. I slept through the night for the first time in I'd guess a week. We all know why that is. Thanks a lot, asshole. Keep that to yourself next time, please.
Okay. So, work was okay at the beginning. Fun people were working, I was breaker, so I wasn't stuck on a lane. I was free to move about the cabin til the captain turns on the seat belt sign again. Then these obnoxious girls came in and just pissed everybody off. They were just ridiculous. twelve years old, MAYBE. Being obnoxious, no parent or guardian, causing problems. Asking if we could hold their coats at the service desk. This isn't a fancy restaurant, and I am not a maitre'd, thank you very much! So NO, I will NOT hold your coat for you while you shop. Jeez, just stuff them in a cart and bring the cart with you!
Other than working all the time, school and life in general are going fairly well. A few minor upsets over the last week, including some information that honestly, I would rather just not know because nothing is going to happen, just like nothing happened LAST spring. Don't get my hopes up, for the LOVE of GOD and all that is holy. Saturday was the big Valentine's Day 2009. Who cares? I worked, went to a basketball game with Angie, and then hung out with Martin. Nothing romantic, and honestly, I had a pretty damn good day.
Since I haven't written in awhile, I suppose I should mention a few major things from the past... 9 months or so? Started junior year at UMD, made it into the early childhood education blocks, working currently with infants. Totaled a car. Dated someone for the first time since my first (awful) relationship. Of course, that didn't last long because I'm terrible at relationships, but shh. Don't mention that.
Started reading Mandy's blog (http://wastetimethinking.blogspot.com/) and that is quite possibly the most hilarious ranting ever. I love it.
I'm still so frustrated with everything that happened over the last week. First, big important things are discussed, and then I just get ignored. Basically. All week. WHAT IS THAT? And then you have the audacity to get mad at me over some stupid, worthless piece of information. I'm sick of it. I'm not putting on some facade anymore. I also refuse to deal with people who are fake. My God, how pathetic can you get? You waste your time and energy pretending to be all pleasant and buddy buddy, but inside you hate everyone and everything in your life. To me, it sounds like it's time to MAKE A CHANGE. I realize everyone can be bitter, but for the love of God, woman, just get over it. I am sick of your mood swings and the shit you say, and I know I am not the only one.
Also, let's discuss something. What, does it make you cooler to not wear your seatbelt? I mean, seriously. Especially if you drive like a maniac. Let's be honest here. I am pretty sure I would have gone right through my windshield in my car accident, had I not been wearing my seatbelt. Those things are MADE to SAVE YOUR LIFE. wear it! That's what it's there for! AND IT'S THE LAW. I just don't understand why you wouldn't wear your seat belt. it's mind boggling.
I've met some epic and amazing women starting the cohort for my major. I think it's safe to mention that I've bonded well with the young woman who came and got me after my accident and spent approx. 5 hours in the ER with me that night. Brendean put up with me freaking out, me on severe painkillers, you name it. Now, we rant to each other and bitch about men. What friendship could be better? I'm a little bummed I missed her birthday, but work takes over my life. I couldn't call in for fear of getting my sorry ass fired, and with today's economy, I sort of can't risk that one. I am expecting this friendship to flourish over the next 2.5 years as we go through the blocks together, and I am definitely looking forward to it.
I currently live in this fantastic little studio apartment downtown. Let's be honest: it's in a shitty area between the casino, the gentleman's club, and the Kozy, but hey. The building is secure, I have wonderful neighbors, and it's epic and home-y. It's cozy and wonderful and it suits me. So, I risk rape every night walking the block from my parking garage to my building, but it's worth it. Right?
Lost, season 5, is off to an epic start, and is apparently just going to keep getting more and more amazing. that's awesome. Mandy and I watch every Wednesday night, and it's good to get to spend time with her. I miss living with her, but I just LOVE living on my own.
I think that's all the ranting and raving I've got in me. That did actually help. I'll have to tell Martin he's brilliant next time I see him.
Work tonight was shit. Let's be honest. Okay, I worked with awesome people, that helped. But when you've worked the past three days already, and not just little 4 hour shifts but good, solid, 8.5 hour shifts, on your feet, dealing with bitchy people at the service desk, you should just KNOW that it's going to be a shitty day. I got to work and it was okay, I was in a good mood. I slept through the night for the first time in I'd guess a week. We all know why that is. Thanks a lot, asshole. Keep that to yourself next time, please.
Okay. So, work was okay at the beginning. Fun people were working, I was breaker, so I wasn't stuck on a lane. I was free to move about the cabin til the captain turns on the seat belt sign again. Then these obnoxious girls came in and just pissed everybody off. They were just ridiculous. twelve years old, MAYBE. Being obnoxious, no parent or guardian, causing problems. Asking if we could hold their coats at the service desk. This isn't a fancy restaurant, and I am not a maitre'd, thank you very much! So NO, I will NOT hold your coat for you while you shop. Jeez, just stuff them in a cart and bring the cart with you!
Other than working all the time, school and life in general are going fairly well. A few minor upsets over the last week, including some information that honestly, I would rather just not know because nothing is going to happen, just like nothing happened LAST spring. Don't get my hopes up, for the LOVE of GOD and all that is holy. Saturday was the big Valentine's Day 2009. Who cares? I worked, went to a basketball game with Angie, and then hung out with Martin. Nothing romantic, and honestly, I had a pretty damn good day.
Since I haven't written in awhile, I suppose I should mention a few major things from the past... 9 months or so? Started junior year at UMD, made it into the early childhood education blocks, working currently with infants. Totaled a car. Dated someone for the first time since my first (awful) relationship. Of course, that didn't last long because I'm terrible at relationships, but shh. Don't mention that.
Started reading Mandy's blog (http://wastetimethinking.blogspot.com/) and that is quite possibly the most hilarious ranting ever. I love it.
I'm still so frustrated with everything that happened over the last week. First, big important things are discussed, and then I just get ignored. Basically. All week. WHAT IS THAT? And then you have the audacity to get mad at me over some stupid, worthless piece of information. I'm sick of it. I'm not putting on some facade anymore. I also refuse to deal with people who are fake. My God, how pathetic can you get? You waste your time and energy pretending to be all pleasant and buddy buddy, but inside you hate everyone and everything in your life. To me, it sounds like it's time to MAKE A CHANGE. I realize everyone can be bitter, but for the love of God, woman, just get over it. I am sick of your mood swings and the shit you say, and I know I am not the only one.
Also, let's discuss something. What, does it make you cooler to not wear your seatbelt? I mean, seriously. Especially if you drive like a maniac. Let's be honest here. I am pretty sure I would have gone right through my windshield in my car accident, had I not been wearing my seatbelt. Those things are MADE to SAVE YOUR LIFE. wear it! That's what it's there for! AND IT'S THE LAW. I just don't understand why you wouldn't wear your seat belt. it's mind boggling.
I've met some epic and amazing women starting the cohort for my major. I think it's safe to mention that I've bonded well with the young woman who came and got me after my accident and spent approx. 5 hours in the ER with me that night. Brendean put up with me freaking out, me on severe painkillers, you name it. Now, we rant to each other and bitch about men. What friendship could be better? I'm a little bummed I missed her birthday, but work takes over my life. I couldn't call in for fear of getting my sorry ass fired, and with today's economy, I sort of can't risk that one. I am expecting this friendship to flourish over the next 2.5 years as we go through the blocks together, and I am definitely looking forward to it.
I currently live in this fantastic little studio apartment downtown. Let's be honest: it's in a shitty area between the casino, the gentleman's club, and the Kozy, but hey. The building is secure, I have wonderful neighbors, and it's epic and home-y. It's cozy and wonderful and it suits me. So, I risk rape every night walking the block from my parking garage to my building, but it's worth it. Right?
Lost, season 5, is off to an epic start, and is apparently just going to keep getting more and more amazing. that's awesome. Mandy and I watch every Wednesday night, and it's good to get to spend time with her. I miss living with her, but I just LOVE living on my own.
I think that's all the ranting and raving I've got in me. That did actually help. I'll have to tell Martin he's brilliant next time I see him.