1st August, 2008
This Is The End Of The Week
Luckily, things improved from the day I no longer feel like mentioning or recalling. In a way, the week went by in a bit of a blur. I don’t remember much of Tuesday or Wednesday and I can recall most of yesterday and today.
Yesterday, I met up with one of the guys, DC, I had met on the online dating/networking/finding-new-people site. Okay, yes, it was an online dating site, I won’t lie or sugarcoat it. He seemed pretty alright. He was talk and buff, drove a relatively decent car, seemed clean and not so much like a deadbeat. So far, so good. I’ve been chatting with him online and our conversations have been enjoyable.
Oh, due to the crappy-day-I-shall-not-mention, I had forgotten to tell you that I had gone to my first 21+ club. Yes, I know, I’m two months and eight days away, but luckily, MK is awesome and let me use her expired ID card. Got in like it was just another day. It was pretty fun. I ended up getting a little drunk, but sobered up before we left. I went with JYL and her fraternity, which also included my good friend EA. We had a good time. I ended up being a little MIA though because I had gotten really tired at some point and didn’t want to spend the effort looking for them in my aching feet, so I sat down. As I was sitting, a dude, EC, I hadn’t met before from the group sat next to me and then started a conversation. He was kinda cute and we had an enjoyable time talking, so I gave him my number. He’s having a birthday party at his place tomorrow, but I don’t have anyone to go with me, so I’m not going to go. However, I did promise him a belated birthday lunch, so who knows.
I saw my doctor today and told him that it was going to be our second to last session. He suggested that I take the time off to just live and whatnot, but I can’t. I care too much about how my parents feel and their reactions that I can’t bear to put them through more stress than what they’ve already been through, you know? Sure, it would be ideal and probably the best thing in order for me to figure out why it is I can’t properly do my studies, but I can’t do that to my parents. I need to finish school if not for me but for them. I know, I was saying a few months ago that I was studying for them, but I have to stop all this bull shit and suck it up.
Now I’m at my parents for the weekend. We’re honoring the death of my mother’s parents so all of my relatives from her side are here. I’m afraid that they’ll still call me fat though, even though I’ve lost weight since they saw me last year. I saw a side profile picture of my and I hated the way my arms looked. Sure, when working out, they look buff, but when not… they look fat. It saddens me. I’m at an okay weight, but I still feel like I need to lose a few more pounds. I can’t go too far though because then I won’t be able to donate blood. (They have a 110lb minimum.)
Anyway, it’s late. I have a dentist appointment tomorrow and some homework I want to get done. Yes, it’s a Friday night, but oh well.
On a side note: Oh crap, there’s a spider in this room. FUCK.
Tags: clubbing, DC, dentist, doctor, EA, EC, family, JYL, MK, Temple
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14th February, 2008
This Is The Tiring Week
And it’s only Thursday, which means I have one more day of work, then a day of “rest,” but not really. I have a test in one week and still have to catch up on reading another two chapters for my Sociology class. I have two projects that I have to work on for The Daily Californian; one is by this Saturday night and the other by Sunday night. I have a gazillion comments to reply to and blogs to visit in order to leave my comment as a good token. I have more blogs to read in my RSS feeder, especially a whole crapload of Joana’s. There are two more bills to pay and I still have two paychecks to pick up at the office. I still have yet to fill out the paperwork for my retail job, so technically, I’m working for free. I am writing down my hours though. My room is a bit messy again.
And that’s just… the last few days in a nutshell. Yesterday and today were busy days at the store since many of the girls were preparing for Valentine’s Day. I did end up snagging a nice red dress for myself, which is pretty awesome. Mostly, I’m tired. I’m getting better at being on my feet for six hours, but only barely. Today was an exception because I had one demanding customer that practically wiped me out and then there were rushes at different times, so… I’m just basically tired. I had to squeeze in a dinner between work and school and ended up being about forty minutes late to my class (my class is scheduled to be three hours long). I dressed all nice and fancy only to see my friend, EA, show up in… jeans. What the hell. But he said that the attire was out of the ordinary for him since he usually wears slacks and dress shirts for church, so for him, it was too common.
I’m just tired. This will get better, hopefully. The only thing is that since the manager at the store is away this week for a fashion show, she’s not here to train me herself, so I don’t know if I’m doing something right or wrong, nor do I know what the real working environment will be like. Also, I’m still working in a trial period; my getting hired wasn’t definite. It was more of a “We’ll have you come in to work for a few days and if you’re good, we’ll keep you. If not, then off you go!” I’ll still get paid for the work I do, but it’s just a little frustrating to know that my future is still in the balance. That and I still don’t know what my wage is!
Again. Tired. The dress I’m wearing is still on despite how irritating it’s become in the last few hours. I should really remove it… but… again… tired. I need… something. Comfort food, comfort people, comfort bed. Mmmm. Comfort bed… so tempting…
Tags: clothing store from hell, EA, work
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