Work Week @ MindSay 
busy work week
I know this is a rant, but if I don't disclose it all here, I'm going to explode.
The week has made me want to take a dose of shotgun mouthwash. Worst of all, it's not even over. I was scheduled to work Thursday thru Sunday until I got a call at 9 PM on Tuesday by a manager, being asked to close for a sick co-worker. I needed the tips so I went in. I wasn't told literally none of the closing duties had been done. Needless to say, I was there until 3 AM. I stayed up literally all night on Wednesday night to help my Fiance study for a test she needed to pass, in order to pass the semester. I got about 2 hours of sleep today, Thursday, before going in to for my closing shift at work, getting out at 3:30 AM because it was extremely busy due to homecoming week. I have classes tomorrow that I have to attend if I want any chance at succeeding this semester. I also have to work the 8 hour closing shift tomorrow through Sunday. I get paid tomorrow but it has to go straight to pay rent and bills.
That's not even the half of it, though. My Fiance's sister, who is up to her eyeballs in debt for a car she couldn't afford, and her boyfriend are staying the night at our apartment tonight because they didn't pay their electric bill. Speaking of electric bill, let me interject here, I pay the one for our apartment, and yet I get yelled at when I tell people they need to turn off the lights, computer, TV, etc. when they're not using them, and furthermore, the repairman from our realty company came today, without warning, and winterized everyone's A/C and pilot-lit their gas heaters in our entire complex. It was 80 degrees outside today. I was about to burn down the Realty Office, to say the least, if I didn't have to go to work. It made me decide not to renew the lease when December comes. I will be looking for a small house to rent.
Anyway, I was told they would not be staying another night, but not because my Fiance told them they couldn't, it's because my Fiance's younger brother is coming down to visit for the homecoming game and "we" promised him a place to stay.
I'm pissed off at this for a few reasons. I was never formally asked about any of this. It was always "(Fiance's sister's name and boyfriend) are staying here tonight" and "It's okay if (Fiance's little brother) stays here for the game, right? I don't want him to stay with (Fiance's sister and BF) because they might smoke pot with him there."
Interjecting again, this ties into something else I realized. All my "friends" here are actually just friends by association of my Fiance. I really don't have any friends in this city. But it pisses me off that the largest social gatherings here happen while I'm working, and I'm tired of being lied to that "they're you're friends, too." They never voluntarily initiate conversation, electronically or physically. A recent weekend when my Fiance went out of town, I spent the entire weekend working, sleeping, and cleaning. Not a single "friend" of mine ever contacted me or showed up at the door the entire weekend.
Back on subject, my answer should have been: No, they're not staying here. They still fucking owe us money. I don't give a shit. AND Who cares? I like to smoke pot. Maybe he does as well.
A small note, here. I do smoke marijuana occasionally. I am very sensitive to it, unlike my Fiance, who doesn't get a high from it at all. Even with shwag, it only takes me a few hits to feel good. My Fiance and I got into a related argument over it this weekend. She's fine with me smoking, but doesn't want it anywhere inside our apartment. I can understand this, but I believe I should be allowed to keep a very small amount for personal use. I'm not going to lie. I feel much less depressed and more energetic for days on end after I take a few hits of something. I'm just going to have to concede that she doesn't understand it as I do and get over it.
To sum it all up, here, I'm just feeling used, rushed, fractured, and I'm literally sick (flu) on top of it all right now, and I hope it'll get better.
When assessment is handed in, exams are almost over and done with I still can't help but feel cheated.
So I got my tutorial marks back from my lecturer yesterday and realised I had got about 7/10 for class discussion as well as analysis of tute work. Sure enough thats a great mark but then I get a call from one of the classmantes who's an international student. She's asking me what I got so I tell her and this is the response "Oh i got 9, the lecturer seemed pretty harsh on the marking" Right then and there my blood began to boil, she never replies with relevant answers in regards to the tute questions, it's always second guessing almost theres never certainty when she answers. She then goes on about how he never is clear yet she stays behind to talk to him about god knows what, in another one of my classes, I got about 16 out of 20 for tute work which im really happy about until I heard some internationals who never rocked up to tutes after 3rd week got supp questions to answer and all got 19's and 20's.
Why should we not get marked accordingly if we do the work and attend lectures/workshops?
Oh well, come the 2nd this stuff will be nothing but a worry.
P.S. The car insurance is under my name so I can drive both cars now =)
So I gave sickness a few days took some meds and went to work. Its been in the 60's, 70's all week and it doesnt help when you work in a small store. Its about 15 degrees hotter inside than out. I finally have a day off today thinking about sleeping for a little bit before my workout. I am working on getting a second job but there really arent to many jobs out there for me. either I am over qualifed or under qualifed either way I dont get the job. I got paid friday but gave my check to my mother to put in my account well she ended up putting it in my account alright for about two hours before she had it transfered to her account. I really needed the money to get my truck out of the impound lot but its all gone now and all she can say is you told me you would help me with my rent. well I told her that I said she could use 250 of the money and but the rest in my account turns out she doesnt listen to well. now im back at square one. Im not to sure what to do now hmmm.
Howdy Howdy all!
Well the countdown begins for me getting into my apartment (I pick up the key on Sunday). I know I keep going on and on about it but dang-it I need to get situated in my own space again. I am ever grateful to my current hosts Torridgirl and MamaJo and their dog Tinkerbell (who by the way has finally stopped barking every time I walk in the door) for letting me crash in their space. I finally have my ducks in a row so to speak as far as transferring services and getting mail re-routed. My biggest issue is having to start classes this week (tomorrow actually) without a cushy homestead of my own. Not a big deal to some but it is kind of blah for me. I just have to think that this time next week I will at least be out of people's hair and in my own place again.
The GYM has been great though! oh wait I didn’t tell y'all that I joined a gym with Torridgirl and we have vowed to work out at least 3 times per week without fail. Last week it was four and yesterday was the first day of this week. I am so sore! That damn elliptical machine thought that it would get the best of me but no dice! What's the name of that bike where you sit back and pedal? Is it recumbent or reclining? Either way it is the one I dig the most and I have already lost 3 pounds but mostly because I started eating in the morning again and started drinking 64 ounces of water per day at minimum, other than that I haven’t really changed my eating habits much. I already eat a lot of whole grains, only brown rice (save yesterday! there is the best Chinese food place near one of my friends places! Torridgirl and her mom brought back a TON of leftovers and instead of eating my Pb&J sandwich I ate that. YUMMO to quote Rachel Ray) I eat fruits at least 3 times per day and veggie juice at least once per day (which isn’t really sufficient, luckily I love green vegetables). Tonight I think I will have chicken wings and sautéed spinach in garlic and olive oil, it's all about balance! LOL.
Anyway No gym tonight since I gotta work at 6am so I will do some stretches to loosen my severely under-worked muscles and ready myself for tomorrow's workout (after school). Speaking of school my classes this semester are Women in the Global Market Place and Creative Writing. It is gonna be great!
oh well that is all for now,
Goddess Bless
i threw up again at work 2wice in the ballroom as we were cleaning and 2wice in the restroom... what a way to end the day huh? I really don't appreciate these random throw-up spells...
I dunno what to do about this stupid thing... i'm starting to think it's something at work that makes me puke, cause ever since i started working there, i've been throwing up...
at first i threw up for about a week straight, and now it's just sporadic...
it is quite obvious i'm not pregnant, so that's not even something to think about... the doc gave me some pills last month or so, and that worked great...
i got more doc appointments to look forward to, 2 in the first week of june and one next month... i don't like going to the doc, it just brings back bad memories of getting stabbed with a needle countless of times :(
the good thing is that babe is so understanding :) He showed up to my apt saturday night when i got off work... apparently he had gotten here around 1, but i didn't make it home til about 1.30... getting a knock at the door at 1.30 Am is not pleasant, but I saw the puppies through the view-hole thing so it was a relief...
we're such punks!!! i'm so glad to have him... not that many guys will go 2 hours of their way, just to be with their gal for a few hours... i hadn't seen him for 2 weeks or so, and we're such weiners!!!
he's such a dork, cause hopefully i'll be going home this weekend :) so i'll see him then lol...
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