To say today was weird would be putting it lightly.
I went to a graduation at UNLV, and since we we’re late we missed most of it.But I saw the end and all the cheers that come along with it. It made me so nostalgic. I made me miss high school for JUST a second.
Afterwards, I had an hour to kill before work so I had lunch with Stefana at PF Chang’s. It is seriously my favorite place to go have lunch with my friends.
And then came work. Let’s just say everything weird or odd that could have happened, happened. Thankfully Sandra took over hosting and I didn’t have to deal with bitchy customers. After she got sent home of course all the weird shit happens. We get slammed, and telling people why they can’t just skip the wait.
And also. So I don’t know if I mentioned this before, but I have kind of developed a crush at work. And it’s that kind of thing we’re like when they smile at you, you smile bigger, and then you can’t stop smiling, and you have to like turn away so they don’t see you just standing there like an idiot smiling for no reason. Yeah like that. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say that was flirting I witnessed today. He was just like really friendly with me today, like every time we’d catch eyes, he’d flash me a smile. And then when we were in the kitchen I was leaving, and he gets in my way, and does that whole shifty “nope, I’m not gonna let you pass” thing, and I was like “No?” I just laughed and walked around. And I swear I felt all weird afterwards. Like just jdbvlxzkjvblxgbdb. And right before he leaves, we both get caught in between people so we’re like stuck facing each other and he’s like “What’s up, pretty glenda?” and I was like “Uhh nothing, I’m gonna be all alone now because Sandra left.” and I don’t remember what he said, but the point is he called me pretty. I’ve NEVER heard him call anyone anything like that. Ever. So flatter myself I will. But, alas, he is taken. So there’s really nothing I can do. But stare. :|
And then this weird guy came in and I’m pretty sure he was WASTED. Or like HIGH off his ass on god knows what. And he’s just like wondering around the bar area, and and trying to make small talk with me, but I had people to sit, so I’m like “Can you hold on for a second? I’ll be right back.” And he’s all “Oh ok. Put me on the back burner”, and walks out. And I’m like fuck you dude, what, you think I’m gonna stop doing my job, just so I can humor you and talk to your fucking drunk or high douche self? NO. Fuck off.
And then there was fight night. Which was fun as per ush. Just the regulars hangin out. Oh and that fucking massacre of a fight. Like can we just stand up and salute that bloody mess? Jesus.
So this happened at work today… I’m pretty sure the guy is deaf now from my “OH MY GOD!”
So.
There is a spider in my room.
And I cannot for the life of me find it again.
:|
I think i may have to turn my room upside down before I go to sleep tonight.
It seems like all I do now is work. Which, hey, considering the alternative is cool by me. But it just seems like that’s all I do now. I am saving as fast as I can, while still splurging here and there. There are so many things I want, but that’s the thing. Want vs. Need.
In other work related news, I hate the new manager. He is cool and all, BUT. And its a HUGE BUT. He creeps me the HELL out. Like he’s always leering over me, uncomfortably close. And every time he touches my shoulder or gives me a pat on the back its just a little too long. I swear the last time he did it I shifted out of it noticeably. And it’s not like I can say anything because he’s my boss, and I mean other coworkers hug me and all that too but HE just creeps me out. And he already asked me if I was married. And I’m just like “No but the ring comes in handy at bars so I can be like ‘NO thanks. LATER.’” :hinthint: leave me the fuck alone.
And also I have developed a crush also at work, who I blame on too much infatuation on Daryl Dixon. So this guy has blue eyes, is from, or has lived in Atlanta, Georgia, is like way older than me, and today I heard him say “Good Lord” I swear my neck almost snapped when I whipped my head around on instinct the second I heard it. I was like no you did not just say that. u______u
blah. blah. blah.
tomorrow is pay day. which is a good thing considering I’m running on tips here.
Sushi and Angel at Lahaina. Life is good.
That right there is my Fall 2012 schedule. And that is also how much I owe. I finally finished signing up for classes! I am officially on my way to getting my Culinary Arts degree. WoofuckingHoo! I hope this goes well, I really do. It’s all I ever thought about doing with my life. If this doesn’t work, I don’t know what the hell I’m gonna do with my life.
And now I am realizing that I will have to make my trip for NYC either before August 27th, or sometime during a break or something. Although Lexi told me not to go during Winter because she did and all she did was get drunk at Michael’s house. And while I imagine that was fun, I’d really like to explore the city.
Anyway. I’m glad I got the days I wanted for school. Seeing as how now my campus is CLEAR on the other side of the city, I would have no time to go to both school AND work on the same day.
Well back to finishing my LAST psych paper!
You know, I think that men should not be able to make comments on a woman’s “cycle” WHATSOFUCKINGEVER.
So this morning, I wake up with cramps. And I go out to the kitchen and I’m like
“Hey dad do you think you could pick me up after class? I don’t feel so well today.”
And hes like
“Oh, because you were out last night till what time?”
And I’m like
“NO. Its because I have cramps.”
“YOU DIDN’T HAVE CRAMPS LAST NIGHT.”
I serisouly felt like saying
“THAT’S BECAUSE I DIDN’T HAVE BLOOD COMING OUT OF ME LAST NIGHT.”
Like are you fucking kidding me? Because YOU should know right? YOU know how that shit works right? YOU know that you can go from feeling completely normal, to feeling like someone is stabbing their way out of YOUR ovaries RIGHT? RIGHT?
Yeah.
This concludes le rant.
My entire life is a catch 22. Apparently The Drums played tonight at the Hard Rock for $18. I would have totally been down to see them. And I doubt they’re one of those bands that tour like every year like ETID. :|
That’s the thing about like when you have one thing you miss out on another. Before I had no money to spend frivolously on things like shows, and now that I have a job that will get me that money, I have no time to actually go spend it.
On a plus side I am half way to my first NYC goal: my ticket.
I told myself I’d finish this paper by 3 to have the rest of the time to work on my speech.
good job self.
:|
