to post!
I'm a little tired, so this one will be on the short side.
So what have I been doing this week, OTHER than drinking?
-working
- actually doing homework
- switching majors
- making delicious treats, like apple pie and cookies
- crazy visits to Sonic
- working
Notice I posted working twice. That is because I work more than I go to school now, haha. And yet my money is slowly dwindling thanks to being paid bi-weekly now. But I can get adjusted too it.
Lucky for me, a lot more awesome and nice customers have been coming in. But I'll get into that later, when I'm actually more awake.
Toodles!
Monday, September 14, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Back At School
I never realized how much I missed it!
Let's see, in the short span of a week...
- moved in, met the suite mates, who are pretty much AWESOME,
- cooked my first dinner alone of sauteed peppers and chicken over brown rice,
- played an epic hour long game of Uno with said room mates, which resulted in screaming, laughing, and getting back at others for made us pick up two or four cards,
- hung out with the boys (and my "brother" Kevin), who had a "no pants night" on Thursday and left me feeling awkward (and not able to take off my pants, as I was not in comfy boy shorts)
- started learning the ropes at work
- had a girl's night out at a bar, played the designated driver but still had a blast,
- awesome.
yeah, all in one week. Today, my parents visit, and my room mate and I are going to go get some Glo fish, which are fish that actually glow. HOLY SHIT.
Tomorrow, the boyfriend visits, who is finally back from Hawaii.
Now, a story from work...
Yesterday was only my second day, and business was crap, so I ended up going home an hour early. Before this happened, I ended up dealing with one of those customers. In my part of retail, its the bratty, bitchy girls who brings in their poor, sweet mothers to go shopping.
She wanted yoga pants.
She got them.
Then proceeded to ask for a fitting room and slam the door after me. Ohh great.
So her mom found some more that she thought she may like, and asked me to bring them to her because if she did, she would throw a fit. So I brought them. The girl told me she liked the small ones she was wearing, hated the ones in my hands, and slammed the door. Wonderful. This was all after looking at me like I was a piece of trash because I worked there and I was bigger than her by like maybe one size. So she finally comes out, her mom behind me, shoves the pants she doesn't want at me and says "I DON'T need these, thanks," in the rudest way possible. My temper was a little flared, but thank god that was it, I left soon after that, but not without her staring at me like I was trash the whole time because she wasn't first in line.
I love my job.
No really, I do. I get the awesome customers too.
Let's see, in the short span of a week...
- moved in, met the suite mates, who are pretty much AWESOME,
- cooked my first dinner alone of sauteed peppers and chicken over brown rice,
- played an epic hour long game of Uno with said room mates, which resulted in screaming, laughing, and getting back at others for made us pick up two or four cards,
- hung out with the boys (and my "brother" Kevin), who had a "no pants night" on Thursday and left me feeling awkward (and not able to take off my pants, as I was not in comfy boy shorts)
- started learning the ropes at work
- had a girl's night out at a bar, played the designated driver but still had a blast,
- awesome.
yeah, all in one week. Today, my parents visit, and my room mate and I are going to go get some Glo fish, which are fish that actually glow. HOLY SHIT.
Tomorrow, the boyfriend visits, who is finally back from Hawaii.
Now, a story from work...
Yesterday was only my second day, and business was crap, so I ended up going home an hour early. Before this happened, I ended up dealing with one of those customers. In my part of retail, its the bratty, bitchy girls who brings in their poor, sweet mothers to go shopping.
She wanted yoga pants.
She got them.
Then proceeded to ask for a fitting room and slam the door after me. Ohh great.
So her mom found some more that she thought she may like, and asked me to bring them to her because if she did, she would throw a fit. So I brought them. The girl told me she liked the small ones she was wearing, hated the ones in my hands, and slammed the door. Wonderful. This was all after looking at me like I was a piece of trash because I worked there and I was bigger than her by like maybe one size. So she finally comes out, her mom behind me, shoves the pants she doesn't want at me and says "I DON'T need these, thanks," in the rudest way possible. My temper was a little flared, but thank god that was it, I left soon after that, but not without her staring at me like I was trash the whole time because she wasn't first in line.
I love my job.
No really, I do. I get the awesome customers too.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Last Day At Home...
...and tomorrow I will be back to school.
Am I sad? Yes, a little. I'll miss my friends at home, and I love my parents dearly, as well as my sweet little fat cat Buddy. I'll miss a lot of the freedoms and just not having to do schoolwork.
I am happy to be going back? Of course I am! My at school friends will be there, I start my new job, and I only have classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays. AWESOME.
I know this entry is short, but this blog should get more exciting once I get back to school!
Am I sad? Yes, a little. I'll miss my friends at home, and I love my parents dearly, as well as my sweet little fat cat Buddy. I'll miss a lot of the freedoms and just not having to do schoolwork.
I am happy to be going back? Of course I am! My at school friends will be there, I start my new job, and I only have classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays. AWESOME.
I know this entry is short, but this blog should get more exciting once I get back to school!
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
A Week Left?!
Yes, in a week I move in.
What am I doing?
FREAKING THE HELL OUT.
So much packing, last minute plans, trying to earn money... it's scary.
(And I know I missed an update, I've been trying to spend time with everyone.)
So what has happened in this past week?
- I discovered the joy of selling old college textbooks on Half.com, and managed to make about $500 to pay bills and put towards new books, THANK GOD!
- After a very short hunt, I managed to land a job at an Aerie store in a mall near where I go to school. The girls who work there are so sweet, and it doesn't drive me crazy like working in a grocery store does, THANK GOD!
- Suffered a HORRIBLE ride home in my car when it decided to start breaking down. Mom and Dad to the rescue! Dad drove home, Mom followed, and then began the hunt to figure out what was wrong. Dad figured it out in less than a week! My distributor died. Since I can't put it in the right words (my dad is the mechanic, not me!), here's what wikipedia says:
"A distributor is a device in the ignition system of an internal combustion engine that routes high voltage from the ignition coil to the spark plugs in the correct firing order."
So basically, my engine was misfiring and being sucky. Dad fixed it, as well as my replacing my fuel filter, my spark plugs, my distributor cap, rear shocks, AND fixed my A/C. He also helped me paint part of it, and fix a broken seat belt. I have awesome parents. And now my car runs better than ever and quieter, and I now have working A/C THANK GOD.
Now, I've been procrastinating long enough today on packing, I should probably start.
What am I doing?
FREAKING THE HELL OUT.
So much packing, last minute plans, trying to earn money... it's scary.
(And I know I missed an update, I've been trying to spend time with everyone.)
So what has happened in this past week?
- I discovered the joy of selling old college textbooks on Half.com, and managed to make about $500 to pay bills and put towards new books, THANK GOD!
- After a very short hunt, I managed to land a job at an Aerie store in a mall near where I go to school. The girls who work there are so sweet, and it doesn't drive me crazy like working in a grocery store does, THANK GOD!
- Suffered a HORRIBLE ride home in my car when it decided to start breaking down. Mom and Dad to the rescue! Dad drove home, Mom followed, and then began the hunt to figure out what was wrong. Dad figured it out in less than a week! My distributor died. Since I can't put it in the right words (my dad is the mechanic, not me!), here's what wikipedia says:
"A distributor is a device in the ignition system of an internal combustion engine that routes high voltage from the ignition coil to the spark plugs in the correct firing order."
So basically, my engine was misfiring and being sucky. Dad fixed it, as well as my replacing my fuel filter, my spark plugs, my distributor cap, rear shocks, AND fixed my A/C. He also helped me paint part of it, and fix a broken seat belt. I have awesome parents. And now my car runs better than ever and quieter, and I now have working A/C THANK GOD.
Now, I've been procrastinating long enough today on packing, I should probably start.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
3 weeks...
Yes, 3 weeks until I move in.
I'm extremely exhausted from an exciting weekend of visiting the beach... and driving there.
One of the worst things about living in MA is that AT LEAST 50% of the drivers here suck horribly. Between slowing down for no reason to being cut off my some rich teenage girls in their daddy's BMW, I have never wanted so badly to take advantage of the "Sport Utility" part of my vehicle and just run the crap over these drivers. But! I am a good driver, I promise.
The week wasn't so bad also. Having an amazing set of parental units helps. Went on a 5 hour motorcycle ride with my father, who also helped (along with my mom) me to paint the bumpers on my SUV so it looks pretty before I go back to school.
This also made me realize something. I am a college girl who loves old cars and motorcycles, baseball and hockey, and doesn't mind a night on the couch with a soda in my hand (instead of booze) watching TV. But I also have a feminine side, since I love fashion and looking good. So wouldn't I be like, the dream girl for men? Hmm... Not trying to sound jerk-like or anything, I promise you, but it does seem odd...
I'll ponder this over this week while I scramble to gather money for school.
I'm extremely exhausted from an exciting weekend of visiting the beach... and driving there.
One of the worst things about living in MA is that AT LEAST 50% of the drivers here suck horribly. Between slowing down for no reason to being cut off my some rich teenage girls in their daddy's BMW, I have never wanted so badly to take advantage of the "Sport Utility" part of my vehicle and just run the crap over these drivers. But! I am a good driver, I promise.
The week wasn't so bad also. Having an amazing set of parental units helps. Went on a 5 hour motorcycle ride with my father, who also helped (along with my mom) me to paint the bumpers on my SUV so it looks pretty before I go back to school.
This also made me realize something. I am a college girl who loves old cars and motorcycles, baseball and hockey, and doesn't mind a night on the couch with a soda in my hand (instead of booze) watching TV. But I also have a feminine side, since I love fashion and looking good. So wouldn't I be like, the dream girl for men? Hmm... Not trying to sound jerk-like or anything, I promise you, but it does seem odd...
I'll ponder this over this week while I scramble to gather money for school.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
The College Coupon Cutter
With everything money-related going down the drain recently (including my paycheck because work doesn't give me enough hours), I've picked up on cutting out coupons when I get the Sunday paper from my parents. Which becomes very interesting quickly.
"OOH OOH I NEED THAT!!"
"I was THINKING about buying it... I'll just get it now!"
"I've never bought this stuff before, BUT IT HAS A COUPON FOR IT!"
I am a college coupon cutter now, and I'm crazy about it.
Saving money is awesome, especially when you need to buy new clothing.
I almost never go shopping without a sale or something going on, and I always feel better about spending my few hard earned dollars after wards. I'll even look up what I want before I go in to buy it!
Instead of letting myself become a poor college student... wait, I already am one. I just plan out my money better now than I did before.
"OOH OOH I NEED THAT!!"
"I was THINKING about buying it... I'll just get it now!"
"I've never bought this stuff before, BUT IT HAS A COUPON FOR IT!"
I am a college coupon cutter now, and I'm crazy about it.
Saving money is awesome, especially when you need to buy new clothing.
I almost never go shopping without a sale or something going on, and I always feel better about spending my few hard earned dollars after wards. I'll even look up what I want before I go in to buy it!
Instead of letting myself become a poor college student... wait, I already am one. I just plan out my money better now than I did before.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Not Pretty Enough?
Along with going back to school in a month, I will be heading back into the work force for a 2nd job so that I can pay for all the little goodies I love to buy... oh, and school stuff. Because I live in another area for school, I decided that since my classes are only Tuesdays and Thursdays for my fall semester, it would be good to find a job that I can work like 9 to 5 or so on Sundays, Mondays and Wednesdays.
Topping my list is a Harley-Davidson apparel branch and Nordstrom at a nearby mall. I'm psyched by both, since a. I LOVE motorcycles, and b. I LOVE fashion. Can't really go wrong!
However, here is the thing that irks me (and what my title is referring to). I'm also apply to Hollister just to try, but they may not hire me or hire me and stick me in the back because I wouldn't be considered "pretty enough". Yes, it has happened, look it up (for I am too lazy). I'm almost considering NOT applying.
The other thing I'm thinking... Harley store I could probably dress down more often, Nordstrom not so much, which would mean I'd need to work on my overly casual yet fashionable artsy fartsy clothing collection. However, a friend of my mother's has a daughter (confusring? why, I do believe so!) who worked at Nordstrom, and they were very good to her about hours, flexibility, going to school, yadda yadda... Sounds good.
Oh, if you're wondering where I'm working now, I work at a grocery store as a cashier. It has its good and bad moments.
...Good thing I'm doing this tomorrow, I'm just too pooped tonight. Sleep has never sounded so bood.
Topping my list is a Harley-Davidson apparel branch and Nordstrom at a nearby mall. I'm psyched by both, since a. I LOVE motorcycles, and b. I LOVE fashion. Can't really go wrong!
However, here is the thing that irks me (and what my title is referring to). I'm also apply to Hollister just to try, but they may not hire me or hire me and stick me in the back because I wouldn't be considered "pretty enough". Yes, it has happened, look it up (for I am too lazy). I'm almost considering NOT applying.
The other thing I'm thinking... Harley store I could probably dress down more often, Nordstrom not so much, which would mean I'd need to work on my overly casual yet fashionable artsy fartsy clothing collection. However, a friend of my mother's has a daughter (confusring? why, I do believe so!) who worked at Nordstrom, and they were very good to her about hours, flexibility, going to school, yadda yadda... Sounds good.
Oh, if you're wondering where I'm working now, I work at a grocery store as a cashier. It has its good and bad moments.
...Good thing I'm doing this tomorrow, I'm just too pooped tonight. Sleep has never sounded so bood.
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