It's a Bulawa!
Okay, so this job is not as good as I thought now. I have worked the past two days on the closing shift and still have to work closing tomorrow. Tonight they didn't let us go until 1am. It's retarded. I mean the Cafe was closed by 11:30 and Me and Chris had to stay until 1am and help close the bookstore. And we decided that most of the people that work closing in the bookstore don't mind staying all night, they even look foward to working all night. Grrr! I might quit, though it feels really irresponsible to quit a job. But I also got my grades back for my summer classes, and I made straight B's. So that brought my GPA down to a 3.222. So I'm on probabtion! Yay! So the last thing I need is to work on some retarded job until 1 in the morning.
On another note, I got to see Laura!!!! I picked her up from the Gulfport Airport on Tuesday, and drove her to Pensacola and spent timewith her and her family up till Friday and drove back to the Burg to work that night. I gave her the pillow, I think that she really liked it! She then gave me my gift:
It's a Bulawa (Bulava). More about the Bulawa here.
That is just what I needed to restore all the masculinity that I lost while sewing that pillow!
On another note, I got to see Laura!!!! I picked her up from the Gulfport Airport on Tuesday, and drove her to Pensacola and spent timewith her and her family up till Friday and drove back to the Burg to work that night. I gave her the pillow, I think that she really liked it! She then gave me my gift:
It's a Bulawa (Bulava). More about the Bulawa here.
That is just what I needed to restore all the masculinity that I lost while sewing that pillow!