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What a goddam night...
So I remember in 3rd block that i have quite a bit of studying/outlinging to do for my history test tomorrow.. grr.. but no big, cuz i can do it tonite.
WRONG
My mom called and reminded me, thank god kinda, that i had to run home and grab my work clothes and my SAT book for tutoring. So, i skidattle and make off for tutoring. My tutor was 40 mins late cuz we flipped the schedule on him (oops). so that was fun just kinds chillin there..=/ He came. We did like 5 math problems, and i had to head off for work.
Now usually its quite dead on mondays... usually. I figured i could work on some history in the middle of folding silverware. Again...
WRONG!
It was packed..we were understaffed..people were complaining to ME (its not my fault), people were complainging about the rain (I CANT CONTROLL THE WEATHER). we even had to shut down the restaruant for a little bit because the kitchen was running behind.. imagine the lovely comments i got from the people who were waitng to be seated.. GRRR. So then i transformed into a bus girl... i stuck my hands in the gross leftovers of the food on the plates, almost broke a couple dishes, got stains on my clothes, lol the whole shabang. And yes,that sucked.
After 4 hours of this, i needed a break for shizzle. So i just went up to the hostess stand, doodled for a sec, grabbed a saltine, just chillin when some dumb lady who obviously didnt know how to HOLD IN HER FOOD jogged passed me spewing chunks all over MY AREA. could she not have puked at the table? No, the world hates me. lol.but gross. it was white and smelly and chunky orangey. EWWW!! so i deviously sneek to the kitchen to see if i can flaunt my way out of it, but everyone last night was so stressed and busy and kranky that i figured id do it myself. So yes.. after what a lovely night it was... i cleaning, swept, picked up puke. lovely.
Too bad its not over yet..
I come home exhausted and smelly to remmber i have assloads amounts of homework..YAY! so i jumped in the shower, jumped out and started doing outlines. God it was about 30 mins after i started that i kept finding my self dosing off. I couldnt stay up! lol and just like that.. BOOM i woke again and found the clock saying 1:30. So i said eff it, and set my alarm for 4:15 AM to finish it then.
Next thing i know, my dad runs in (he knew about the HW) and shakes and somewhat yells to get UP! I look at my phone and the stupid shit says that it is 6:30. WTF.. i normally get up at 5:30, and thats w/o homeowkr. And its raining.
I just finished.. im off to school in a sec.
Lovely, eh?
RRRRARRRR
So I remember in 3rd block that i have quite a bit of studying/outlinging to do for my history test tomorrow.. grr.. but no big, cuz i can do it tonite.
WRONG
My mom called and reminded me, thank god kinda, that i had to run home and grab my work clothes and my SAT book for tutoring. So, i skidattle and make off for tutoring. My tutor was 40 mins late cuz we flipped the schedule on him (oops). so that was fun just kinds chillin there..=/ He came. We did like 5 math problems, and i had to head off for work.
Now usually its quite dead on mondays... usually. I figured i could work on some history in the middle of folding silverware. Again...
WRONG!
It was packed..we were understaffed..people were complaining to ME (its not my fault), people were complainging about the rain (I CANT CONTROLL THE WEATHER). we even had to shut down the restaruant for a little bit because the kitchen was running behind.. imagine the lovely comments i got from the people who were waitng to be seated.. GRRR. So then i transformed into a bus girl... i stuck my hands in the gross leftovers of the food on the plates, almost broke a couple dishes, got stains on my clothes, lol the whole shabang. And yes,that sucked.
After 4 hours of this, i needed a break for shizzle. So i just went up to the hostess stand, doodled for a sec, grabbed a saltine, just chillin when some dumb lady who obviously didnt know how to HOLD IN HER FOOD jogged passed me spewing chunks all over MY AREA. could she not have puked at the table? No, the world hates me. lol.but gross. it was white and smelly and chunky orangey. EWWW!! so i deviously sneek to the kitchen to see if i can flaunt my way out of it, but everyone last night was so stressed and busy and kranky that i figured id do it myself. So yes.. after what a lovely night it was... i cleaning, swept, picked up puke. lovely.
Too bad its not over yet..
I come home exhausted and smelly to remmber i have assloads amounts of homework..YAY! so i jumped in the shower, jumped out and started doing outlines. God it was about 30 mins after i started that i kept finding my self dosing off. I couldnt stay up! lol and just like that.. BOOM i woke again and found the clock saying 1:30. So i said eff it, and set my alarm for 4:15 AM to finish it then.
Next thing i know, my dad runs in (he knew about the HW) and shakes and somewhat yells to get UP! I look at my phone and the stupid shit says that it is 6:30. WTF.. i normally get up at 5:30, and thats w/o homeowkr. And its raining.
I just finished.. im off to school in a sec.
Lovely, eh?
RRRRARRRR