| update for those concerned? |
[11 Mar 2009|03:47am] |
Seven weeks since the final break-up between Jerold and I. Our lease at the apartment we shared together was up March 1st. We moved out March 6th, last Friday. 5 days later, I feel like everything's changed. My apartment complex doesn't allow cats (I used to be living with 4 since May 2008) and now I have none. My sister's cat went back to her, my two cats went to my mom, and Jerold took his with him to the apartment complex that allowed cats that was higher than I could afford. I'm sad. I'm very lonely and very sad. My closest guy friend has abandoned me because of something he suspected I did by reading a text message over my friend's shoulder and (without questioning me about it) sent me some nasty messages yesterday morning that essentially called me some unpleasant names and ended the friendship. The newest guy in Dairy has changed my ex-best guy friend's personality, considering the new guy is a good 13 years younger than him and is rubbing off on him too much (I would use names to make this easier but they're both named Chris B.). The younger, less-of-my-friend Chris has a huge attitude problem and (used to) have a huge crush on me. He spends the night at work wandering out of the department, taking 20-25 minute bathroom breaks, and in general, making me want to rip my hair out. So I decided to transfer out of Dairy. I'm tired of babysitting, I'm tired of the job I do, and most of all, I still can't get past the fact that they passed me up for department manager over some guy with minimal Dairy experience compared to me. Wal-Mart sucks, take heed of my warning.
My dad pulled some major strings to get me a government job in Fort Hood where he works, it would start at $16.38/hour, which is a good $7 over what I'm going to make when I transfer to Grocery (Which is a $.20 pay drop unfortunately). I interviewed for the job last Wednesday before I moved and evidently made an ass of myself despite how much my dad talked me up. The interviewer said he'd make his decision Friday morning. Needless to say, here I sit, without a call and a better job.
I'm falling hard for my guy friend, Mark. We have a history. He and I were super close back in early 2007 when Jerold and I were doing the long-distance thing and broke up frequently. Mark fell in love with me and never told me and eventually I went back to Jerold and broke his heart. Now I fear I might be falling for him and that thing I did that distanced my (now) ex-best guy friend will probably cause Mark to run, too.
My life can be easily compared to a wet newspaper, lately. As soon as I got internet at this new apartment, I opened some e-mail with some spyware on it, and it starts up frequently while I'm in the middle of something important, and my spyware-removal software catches it but won't delete it. I've been waiting patiently for laundry day so I can go to my mom's and have my dad kick this thing's ass.
Luckily, I haven't had much difficulty sleeping here. I tend to stay up until I'm dead tired and crash real hard before work. No time to fritter away lying in bed -- I'm out.
School has been annoying. Since I'm taking an online class, I get the "luxury" of the delay between the moment I contact the teacher and the moment of her response. Unfortunately, she HATES being contacted by email so you have to use this stupid "paging" system on the school's online course website that I can't figure out for just this one particular teacher. She doesn't receive (and therefore cannot respond to) my pages, so I e-mail her, and she gets pissed. She waited until Thursday one school week (which runs Monday-Sunday) to post a quiz that was still due Sunday when she posted it (they're normally posted Monday). I waited patiently all week for her to post this quiz, considering it was the week I was moving on Friday and I needed to pack up my computer, and I tried desperately to contact her with no results. The week before, I took the chapter quiz and made a 93, two days later I checked the grade and it became a 62. No response on this matter either.
Eventually, I got pissed and called the department chair and bitched her out. She got together with my teacher and basically removed all blame from my teacher and put it on me. Now my teacher leaves snobby messages on the course's homepage about how NOT to e-mail her, because she doesn't "keep 24-hour surveillance on this course" and to "use the paging system LIKE SHE'S ASKED." Ugh.
Well, that's all the time I have, the spyware has begun. Later
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| taken down by the man |
[08 Dec 2008|08:57pm] |
So I didn't get the department manager job. Really sucks, 'cause they hired some pothead that was already department manager of Frozen, and he only wanted the Dairy job because he thinks Frozen's too hard. Too bad Dairy is harder than Frozen. I guess, in time, he will realize it. He was also picked largely because the day shift manager in charge of making the decision doesn't know me, so I had a HUGE disadvantage. It's a commonly known fact that overnighters don't frequently get picked for promotion, so I e-mailed the Wal-Mart Home Office Ethics Department about that, because the guy is thinking of leaving the job in a few months, and I REALLY don't want to be the one responsible for taking care of EVERYTHING a week before inventory. Sounds like a nightmare, times three. Y'know.
In other news, school is finally over. I absolutely loved this semester. Not too much stress, I learned TONS (Geography is like, my worst subject.. I actually learned things reading the book). I was taking a class that learns design with Adobe Illustrator -- very much geared toward my intended career, and I absolutely loved it. I love designing with Illustrator and I think it's definitely something I can get into and stay into. Awesome.
Looking forward to the Christmas party!! See yall in two weeks!
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| my shot at the big time |
[24 Nov 2008|09:29pm] |
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So the Dairy department manager over me has left to go do something else in the store. I'm pulling hard for the position, even though I'm still not eligible. I have a written coaching on my record that does not expire until February, and I only got it because I was absent 3 times over a rolling 6 month period, and was more than 30 minutes late 3 times because I woke up late (ouch!). So I talked to the Co-Manager (right under the main store manager) and asked him to help me out. He really likes me and thinks I'd do a great job. Inventory is 3 months away (that is a BIG deal) and the department is a total mess. Oh, and Christmas is right around the corner and things are about to get more crazy. Wish me luck!!!
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| Annual Holiday Party |
[13 Nov 2008|03:53am] |
For those who don't use FaceBook or don't check it periodically, here are the details for the party, thus far.
Date: Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Time: 6:00PM-10:00PM
Location: Dave & Busters, 440 Crossroads Blvd., San Antonio
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| Annual Holiday Party!! |
[04 Nov 2008|08:18am] |
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All those interested in attending the annual holiday party that might be held in San Antonio this December, please reply to this message or email musicgrl4201@hotmail.com!
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| good gravy |
[23 Oct 2008|12:58pm] |
I feel like everybody's drifting apart. I've hardly gotten any response about a holiday party this year.
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| a true update? I'm not sure |
[21 Aug 2008|11:21am] |
Since I'm so freaking organized, this system should help me sort my thoughts for a proper update.
School.
Ah, school. This is the most stressful element of my life right now. My parents are drowning in debt from spending their money (about $20,000) irresponsibly, expecting my dad to be re-deployed to Iraq. Verdict: Dad gets put on the do-not-deploy list. Effect: Randi gets screwed for school. I filled out the FAFSA as a dependent of my parents, and my Expected Family Contribution was an amazing $20,000. Obviously, they did not feel that there was any need to give me money, but were willing to offer me an Unsubsidized Stafford Loan of $4,500 for my measley $550 tuition (it was close to $1,000, originally, but I dropped a class to make the tuition more appealing to my parents). Even so, my parents were unable to contribute so Jerold and I headed to the Financial Aid office at Temple College to make our appeal. The guy behind the desk (with severe ADD, I might add, who stops in mid-sentence like I'm doing right now and glares at people walking behind you and spends a good five minutes doing so while you're standing there in the most unbearably awkward silence you've faced since you saw your last sex-related commercial with your parents) suggested that Jerold and I change the information on our FAFSAs to say "married," because we are considered common law marriage in Texas because we "shack up in the same room," as he worded it, and are "a couple." So we changed our FAFSAs and later in the mail, we get a letter saying we need to submit a copy of our marriage license. Long story short, no money from Temple College or the government.
So my Dad says he's going to cash in his 401k and get some crazy amount of money to pay off (and cut up) his credit cards and give me the $500 he owes me from I forgot what and the $550 I need for school tuition. Well, here it is, less than a week before school starts and I haven't heard a word from him about the money. Should I even bother to call? I don't know. I could probably get through school in another two semesters if I take the average nine hours I've been taking.. and then YAY! An Associate's Degree. Pathetic. Four years out of high school (by then) and I'll have gotten a two-year degree.
Work.
Wal-Mart is the most corrupt company on the face of this earth. Despite me getting gyped 8 hours of vacation on my first year, there are lots of other blatantly wrong and possibly illegal things they do to rip employees off. For instance, if a customer walks into the store after splashing through rain puddles on purpose (like we saw two people doing last night) and busts their ass on the floor as soon as they step in, and actually decide to put it on file with a member of management, we get money deducted from our bonus. If we go a couple months accident free, the management throws huge parties with free food and drinks -- DURING THE DAY WHEN THE OVERNIGHT CREW IS ASLEEP. Nice.
Oh, and an added bonus -- I don't know how many of you kept up with my sorta-friendly, sorta-boyfriendish relationship with Mark, my bestest buddy when I first started working at Wal-Mart that I messed around with briefly while Jerold and I were "off," is now my boss. That's comfortable, right? He's not my superior supervisor or anything, the dick that used to lecture me all the time still is, but he's right under him. Granted, he worked damned hard to get that management spot and I'm proud as can be for him, it's just extremely uncomfortable figuring out how to act around him, considering what a huge period of awkwardness we've been through for the last year after our huge fight and he's been on day shift since last September or so, and finally came back to Overnight. Good times. Good news, though. I got my evaluation recently and will be getting another 60 cent raise, which brings me to a decent $9.55/hour starting on our next paycheck, which I get in two weeks. Nice. Sad part is, it only raises my gross pay by like, $50. Boo.
Relationship.
Jerold and I have been through an EXTREMELY rough patch since we got engaged on July 3rd. I think I finally came to terms with the fact that I have a sweet and devoted lover who lets me do what I want, when I want, where I want, and say whatever I want, without lecturing me or being embarassed. The guy lets me be who I am. I can hardly say the same for myself. I'm such a mom to him and I absolutely hate it because I'm trying to keep things in order and it's more like raising a child sometimes than being in a relationship, so I'm working on a complete overhaul of my personality and sometimes-controlling behavior, and he's going to work on being able to share his feelings, concerns, peeves, and anything really and I think our arguments will be a lot less heated and less frequent, considering they came on more often than commercials in the last few weeks. sheesh.
Unfortunately, in the last argument, the ring (accidentally) managed to make its way from my left hand to Jerold's... something. I don't know where it is, honestly. I'm not sure if we're engaged right now, but we're happy after just having worked out the biggest fight we've ever had, and we actually pinpointed some problems and worked out some solutions, so I guess we're in trial mode right now.
Friends.
I made a great friend in January. Her name is Stephine and we are like peas in a pod. She and her ex-fiance, JJ, went through an extremely rough patch and since he was such a (in a VERY bad way) control freak and didn't let her breathe or do ANYTHING SHE WANTED TO, EVER, she dumped him. She also has some problems with mental stability. I think she and I have already been through a world of problems together and it has really strengthened our friendship. Jerold gets along with her well, too, so things are great in that department.
We try to see Grady (our old manager from Sonic in San Antonio), our mutual best friend, as frequently as possible, but with high gas prices and plans and jobs clashing, things are rough. He's due to visit us today, but supposedly his phone got ruined in the way and communication is currently limited to MySpace, which I don't think he's answered yet.
Other than that.
Jerold has taken a HUGE interest in a fantasy sword-and-role-playing activity that takes place on Saturday mornings called the High Fantasy Society. He has made lots of new friends from Wal-Mart and elsewhere going to these events and he gets a good workout sweating twenty pounds away in the Texas heat swinging makeshift swords and shields (mostly PVC pipe, funnoodles and various other padding). He has a GREAT time and it's totally up his alley.
My hobbies don't really include much nowadays. I'm trying to get back into puzzles and various crafts but lately it seems that there are A MILLION things to do. Jerold just recently bought a car from some guy so we've been working on getting the title transferred, getting insurnace, and fixing the various things wrong with the car while worrying about school, our hairy kids (did I mention we have FOUR cats?), and keeping the apartment clean and neat. Oh yeah, and we're both terribly broke. Our electricity bills have skyrocketed this summer to $120. Our electricity bill in March was literally $29. Twenty nine freakin dollars. Slap $100 on that with rising gas and food prices and we're flat broke. Fun.
I think that's all I can really think of for an update right now. Oh, and I want to have a holiday party... someone please host one I will help as much as possible!
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| and so I thought... |
[14 Jul 2008|08:40am] |
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I'm really trying to go for the annual thing here. What do yall think about a Christmas party? I'd LOVE to host one at my apartment, but unfortunately, it's a bit of a drive to Temple from SA, and I figure everyone will be down in SA for the holidays. Hm. Let me know what you guys think. I'd love to see you all.
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| myyyy goodness. |
[18 Jun 2008|09:29am] |
I'm an Associate Editor for the online magazine, KiwiBox. I come across a lot of ridiculously short and pointless articles submitted for review, and some are a little biased and way too political. Now, what made me laugh is an article I recently came across while searching for another article. It is [clearly] an argument against gay marriage. Here ya go. Enjoy yourselves while reading this crap.
"I think that same sex marriages are really weird because if you have a child and then you go out or lets say marry the person of the same sex then your child will probably start asking questions and more then likely get mad fun of at school because of your mistakes and then you will blame yourself for this problem.
Guess what the only person that can fix that problem would be the one that started that which would be "guess who you".
I know that everyone thinks that it's a good idea to date someone of the same sex and the law is that you can but I don't think that you should it's really weird.
Another reason I don't think that same sex marriages are a good idea is that it is not only hurting your child with this but it is also saying that it is a good idea to date people of the opposite sex which is why I think that they should change the law .
It's only making things in our world a lot worse then they are to see lets say "two guts kissing on the street when your child is walking to school. Or even two girls making out on the side of the street, while you and your family are eating ice cream and going for a walk thought the park.
How many people in the world think that Same Sex Marriages should stop? Or how many of you think that your parents if you are a teenager would get really upset if they found out or even saw you dating the opposite sex?
I know that if my parents found out about it that they would probably really flip out and probably kick me out of the house.
So don't be afraid reach out and tell someone your feelings call a number that best suits your problem below and then ask them what's right before doing it.
If you think that you need to ask someone a question and you don't want to ask your parents then phone the line they can always answer the questions you have about anything including same sex marriages."
Can anyone tell me what's wrong with this article? Besides being so poorly written I want to shun the United States of America's school system and laws surrounding its standardized testing format, the article has NO STANDING. "Hey, I um, hate gay people?" Yeah, who freaking cares? This person didn't have ONE good point. I saw two very straight people making out in my department the other day in the middle of the night. Am I scarred for life? No. If they were to have been two dudes or two girls, it wouldn't have fazed me either. People are PEOPLE, regardless of who they're attracted to, and I don't think it's anyone else's damn business to tell them what's right or wrong. I'm thankful this person didn't use the Bible as a defense, I'd feel bad for those who believe in the Bible, having to be among this complete fool.
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| life flew by so suddenly |
[27 May 2008|10:43am] |
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I feel like I was born at the age of 20.
All the memories of high school, middle school, and further back into the younger years of my life are sometimes vivid, but mostly, blurry. I can remember big milestones -- the first time I performed on the field in marching band, the first time I drove my first car, my first day at my first job, getting started with an aquarium on my birthday years and years ago, my first kiss, my first trip to Six Flags. All of those things are so alive for me. I feel like my life has changed drastically over the years, just like Nature predicted that it would. I feel as though I've matured and grown wise to certain types of people, but my motherly and nurturing instinct will always lead me to be hurt by them.
For all the mistakes I have made, I have not expected to be forgiven, only hoped with the biggest part of my heart. When I was forgiven, I thought it only temporary and decided maybe one day that the person would remember what I did and have it break their heart all over again. I didn't expect to be angry when this happened, or challenge the person for feeling those feelings again, just accept the fact that big mistakes bite you in the ass over and over again; that's just the way life is.
I'm continually trying to improve the way I run my life. I'm keeping the less important things (to me), like money and material things , at bay and at the bottom of the life priority list like they should be, and putting my connections with people I love and care about (mostly Jerold and my family) at the top of the list. I'm trying to spend more time than ever with my family because I love them and never know when I might lose them, and I'm attempting to solidify a serious relationship with Jerold. I can talk to him about anything, I can trust him with anything, and most of all, I can genuinely feel his love each and every day.
I feel as though I've worked hard for everything I have in life, but somehow I still feel as though I haven't been rewarded for hard work at all. Why do people make mistakes? Why do people lie? Why must there be a justification for everything -- a last word? Why do people twist and change their words a million times in an attempt to make the same point? Why is life lived in vain for some people? Why do some people feel that suicide is a solution?
I've encountered many troubled people along my way, and I have dealt with them all in different ways. More recently I have encountered people that are severely mentally unstable, and made some of the best friends of my life. I love taking people under my wing and helping them understand their truly good nature and the things people would miss about them if they're gone, and I hope they never come to ignore that lesson because I learned it from my parents and other friends who talked me through my tough times.
I haven't needed religion thoughout the years. I used to believe in God and pray to him occasionally to wish for the things that I wanted -- good health, good luck, etc. but I found that the best rewards come when I work really hard for something, and I simply don't want to be handed a good life, whether or not I can control the individual situation. When my father went to Iraq, I took it upon myself to pray for him each and every day because I thought it would help keep him safe. The world runs itself, it doesn't need any help from humans and praying really doesn't change anything -- not in my life anyway. Why do people get so defensive and pious about religion? Why does it have to be such a major aspect of life? If you spend your whole life focusing on something you're not even sure about, it'd be like going through your entire life trying to invent a cure for a deadly cancer that you never can actually find. Who knows what's going to happen after we die? Nobody has legitimate proof of anything, so why not leave it a mystery?
I'm going to try to live life as though I'm learning the lessons every day and trying to apply them to every aspect of my life. Can I do that without hurting anyone? Please?
I worked so hard last night. I'm so tired. Time for zz's.
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| totally miss the honesty and special times and honestly... |
[11 May 2008|09:23am] |
Things have been alright lately. I got pulled over for the first time ever Monday night on the way to work. I was running late after having dosed one of the kitties with worm meds, and I California-rolled through a stop sign and got pulled over. I have a citation that needs to be taken care of by next Tuesday. S'ok, I'll get it done tomorrow when the place downtown opens up. Good news is I'm FINALLY finished with school until the Fall (I'm not planning on taking any more classes in the summer, I'm dead tired from doing school three semesters in a row). Last night was a tough night. Bella (our youngest kitty) has been a holy terror lately, waking us up at all hours of the day and we both go to work sleepy as hell and a little cranky. Last night was that way. We got a few hours of sleep and headed into work and worked our asses off there.
Finally, the shift is over (it seems to take like 10 days) and we get home to find ANOTHER DAMN CAR in our parking spot. My car's still parked behind it, just waiting for the people to get up (it's just now 9:30am, we get off at 7am) so we can teach them a lesson about parking in peoples' spots. The spot is in our contract, it's OUR spot. There are NO other parking spots close to our building, so we decided to just park behind them and stay there.
Things are going great with Jerold and I... more to be told later, I'm about to hit the keyboard and fall asleep. Hope to hear from yall soon.. post some things!
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| duuude, i totally miss you all the time |
[28 Apr 2008|12:49pm] |
Thankfully, things have turned around *DRASTICALLY* with Jerold and I. He sent his Mom a mature and well thought-out letter about treating me with respect and not trashing me in her e-mails to him all the time, and learning how to be an adult about the situation (i.e., her not liking me and not being able to keep quiet about it). She took it hard and sent a pretty immature response. Needless to say, he's severed ties with her for now. Hopefully not forever, she's still his Mom.
I recently lost the beautiful rings Jerold got me for my birthday. Yes, I meant ring(s). He bought one and wasn't sure if it was going to get here in time, so he rushed to Wal-Mart and bought another. I wear both proudly now. I lost them the other day, I took them off in the car to put lotion on my hands and thought they were gone for good because I was in the school parking lot and had to open the door for something. I found them in my jacket pocket today, several days later, and was so thankful -- except Jerold surprised me with a THIRD ring from Zales -- a beautiful white gold ring with diamonds. It's so pretty. I thought he was proposing to me, but sadly, no. Darn :P
Things have never been better, though. We're leading fairly active lives and have a couple of great friends from work that we hang out with frequently. Our hellacious classes are almost through for the summer (when I'm finally taking a rest from school) and we have two great vacations coming up. We're going to Six Flags Over Texas on May 30th, and a little over a week later, spending about 4 days in Terre Haute, Indiana with my grandmother and aunt. It's going to be a blast! I haven't seen my grandmother in a good two years or so.
Other than that, things are mildly hectic but generally good. I'm still working full-time at Wal-Mart and more ready than ever to get a raise (that I still have to wait 4 months for!). I'm pretty broke lately, having lent my parents money after my dad build this fabulous gazebo-looking thing onto my parents' house out by the driveway. My parents' house is so pretty. I hope I grow up to have a green thumb like my parents and make my house all gorgeous and compete in those best-lawn competitions with a white picket fence and Jerold and I's little son and daughter running around in the yard playing with the big german shepherd and cats. Aw, man, I got this all planned out.
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| and through it all, we stay together |
[01 Mar 2008|08:14am] |
These past few days have really sucked. I mean, just one minor thing after another, filled with plentiful annoyance. Beginning Thursday morning:
1) Chris (another person in my department at work) and I got into an argument about whether or not a case should be stocked if it *fits* in the shelf as opposed to whether it "makes sense" to stock it. I think, no matter what, the case should be stocked if there's room, and Chris thinks that we shouldn't be "stuffing" the shelf because the computer says the shelf only has __ amount of room anyway. Hm.
1a) After the argument, Chris storms to the grocery backroom to tell Jerold about the fight. I go do something else, and then return to the backroom with Jerold's stepstool and find Chris talking shit about me to Jerold. I slam the stepstool down to get his attention. He turns around, says, "WHAT?!" in the rudest possible tone. I say "Find another ride home." He says "I will!" and I abruptly turn around and walk off.
1b) The new girl in Dairy, Stephine (pronounced like Stephanie), says Chris has been talking crap about me the past two days, annoying the crap out of her. She's my best buddy. Chris is 33 years old. You'd think he would've learned that that sort of behavior is immature, but no.
1c) I still have to work with Chris tonight. Hoorah.
2) After this hellacious incident, I attend Aerobics at school, only to give myself lower back problems after working out.
3) After THIS hellacious incident, I go to another part of the school to take a test for my Pre-Calculus course. Jerold offers to move my car after being inside for 10 minutes since it appears they have been altering some student spaces into faculty spaces. I say "Nah, it's okay." An hour later, I return to my car to find a parking ticket that was written 10 minutes after he offered to move my car.
4) I return home to find my aquarium frog upside down at the bottom of the tank.
Friday morning...
5) We invited Stephine and her boyfriend to have breakfast with us and watch a movie. I make spaghetti and burn an entire layer of noodles to the bottom of the pan. Apparently, my cooking skills are beyond retarded. It takes about 3 hours of soaking to get the noodles off.
6) We pack the laundry up and one of our cats and head to Salado to do some laundry at my Mom's house. On the way, we stop at Burger King to pick up some fries and a milkshake. Upon pulling up to the payment window, my sideview mirror hits the big yellow pole next to the building. No bad damage, but very embarassing. The girl at the window laughs at me. My face turns red. :(
7) I go shopping with Mom and HEB and am loading her groceries into the back of her SUV when I slam my shin into her Texas-shaped hitch on the back. Lovely bruise that still hurts.
8) Mom's house always seems to spark my allergies. My eyes itch uncontrollably and my nose is stuffed like cheddar peppers.
9) We get the cable bill in the mail, the last one Mom and Dad offered to pay for as part of the Christmas present, and realize we can't afford it on our own. We have to get rid of cable :(
But on a GOOD note, we will be heading to San Antonio March 20-22 for Jerold's birthday. We're going to be getting Chinese and going ice skating. Hooray! Vacation. We even requested Saturday night off to get some sleep when we return home. Good for us :D
Took two tests this week in both of my internet courses. I'm waiting on pins and needles for the results but I hope I AT LEAST got C's on both of them. I've been having a hard time concentrating on schoolwork lately. Hopefully I can remedy that.
On another good note, my parents declared how proud they are of Jerold and I for working on our relationship (of course they KNOW we've had our fair share of problems) and being able to work out a living situation where we can both have our independence and better our lives while still being able to maintain a relationship... "although [they] don't approve of the living situation.. wait, [they] did the same thing." (lived together without being married first). Ha!
Why's everybody getting engaged all the sudden? Quit it!
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| you're better alone |
[22 Feb 2008|04:10pm] |
So Grady's visiting us right now. He got here about 7 last night (bad traffic and car trouble) and he'll be here until probably late in the day tomorrow. I have a test due for both Pre-Cal and Brit Lit next week, so I'll be studying the remainder of the weekend. Jer and I also have to figure out how we're going to do laundry. Usually we go to Mom's on Friday and do laundry, but since Grady's here, we'll have to use the laundromat at the apartment complex like we do occasionally and fight with other people for washers and dryers. Oh well.
School is really making me tired. This is the third semester in a row I'm taking courses, and I'm seriously considering taking the summer semester off, since I didn't last year, and just de-stressing. This constant movement is starting to drive me crazy, especially since I haven't had a single month off from school since last year around this time. Oh well, at least I'm sorta-kinda getting caught up on my Associate's Degree, which I STILL don't have, and most of yall have one year left for your Bachelor's. Yeah, some people are just financially... lucky.
I don't have any problems keeping this house clean and keeping track of errands or bills or anything, but finding the time to balance fun and relaxation with homework is definitely something I'm not used to. I have to have some sort of fun occasionally or I start to get really grouchy and wonder what I'm really working toward in life and if the classes I'm taking and time I'm dedicating are going to get me to achieve my goals. Who knows. Sometimes I feel like everything I'm doing now is useless, but aside of school, I'm happy with my life.
What now?
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| if i should lose you now |
[16 Feb 2008|03:28pm] |
And through it all...
The boredom, the tedium, the repetition, the stress... I still manage to love every aspect of my life.
...like Amy helping me do puzzles.
Or when the kitties bond by looking out the windows.
Or when Jerold and I look hot for our Valentine's Day date.
Perfect gift for said day.
Ah, this is the life.
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| that's how you know |
[09 Feb 2008|06:59am] |
It's like life is on cruise-control lately. I have nothing of a social life. I made friends with the new girl in our department, and she's really cool, but she lives like 30 minutes away from me, so we don't really hang out. It's getting close to inventory at work, our department manager is running around like a headless chicken, scrambling to get the job done that he should've been maintaining all year long. Supposedly he's moving soon and trying to get into the Assistant Manager training program, but considering how bad of an hourly manager he's been, I don't know how far he's going to make it. At least he has the right attitude about it. What I was interested in, is the possible open department manager spot coming up soon. But, oh wait!
I just got written up at work the other day for "attendance problems." Apparently, you can't call in when you're sick. I've called in 3 times in the past six months, and I was really late to work 3 times, I think. Alarm clock problems. Well, it adds up to four absences and since I already had a verbal for attempting to call in and the manager I spoke to not vouching me (which counted as a "no call no show") it escalated to a written. Yay, me. I hate this job more than anything else right now.
Other than that, things are... well, OK. School is definitely handing me my ass right now. British Literature is really rough. Lots of reading, already got assigned a major research paper that I have to make time to go to the Temple College library to research for because no other internet sources than the TC database are acceptable. Math is alright, I'm keeping up just fine, it's just -- finding time to do it in between all my English work is rough.
Grady will be up here in less than 2 weeks to hang out with Jerold and I and spend a couple of days with us. Next week being Valentine's Day, I haven't done or planned anything and I don't think Jerold has either. We've been crazy busy. Between work and schoolwork and hitting the gym and doing laundry and cleaning, things have been really hectic around here. I recently bought a new dining room table for us with the money I got from selling my Wal-Mart stock and that took us a good four hours or so to assemble, so that was an entire day of ours.
The editing job I took for Kiwibox.com is going fine. We don't have that many good reporters, so there aren't that many articles submitted for my categories, Dating, Books/School. If you guys have any sort of interest in journalism and some free time you should definitely sign up for the site and apply to be a reporter. It's really fun because you have so much creative liberty and I could really use some of yall's excellent writing skills. Please?
Well, yall keep updating. I'm interested in reading about your lives!
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[05 Feb 2008|09:34am] |
Iiiiiiiiff.... youuuuu
love me and you know it, fill this out.
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5) Favorite vegetable?
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6) What was the last book you read?
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7) What zodiac sign are you?
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8) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where.
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9) Worst Habit?
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10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?
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11) What is your favorite sport?
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12) Do you have a Negative or Optimistic attitude?
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13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
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14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?
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15) Tell me one weird fact about you.
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20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
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21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
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25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?
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27) Where is your favorite place to hang?
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36) Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
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[01 Feb 2008|08:12am] |
So I'm just recovering from this evil epidemic as well. I'm in the same situation as you were, Sandy. I just had allergies for a while, probably going on about a month and a half now.. just the typical itchy/watery eyes, stuffy/runny nose, sneezing, etc. Tuesday morning while I was at work, I noticed marked discomfort in like, every single freaking one of my joints. I thought maybe it was because I wasn't sleeping well. (I can't breathe well with the stuffy nose, so I leave my mouth open, wake up 270 times during the day to satisfy my cottonmouth, or the cats are just running all over my face). I would stop and stretch frequently, try to bend differently, but everything was uncomfortable. Aerobics class that morning just about killed me. My lung capacity was about half of what it should be and since we were in the fitness center that day, I couldn't muster the strength to lift hardly any weight. I slept through the day Tuesday and woke up that night with a fever of 101.5. Not TOO bad. Not emergency room bad. I felt a little light-headed, still sore. But I decided since I promised my Dairy buddy a ride to work that I would just let Jerold drive and take us both to work.
Just so happens he has the same illness plus vomitting.
So our sickness is escalating. I called Mom Tuesday night asking her to take me to the doctor in the morning should my symptoms get worse. She scolded me for ever having worked in the first place. Chris (Dairy buddy) and I made it through half a shift and practically died. Picking up boxes and pulling pallets took everything out of us (literally for Chris, he threw up twice) and I felt light-headed, couldn't see straight, etc. So at 2AM we asked if we could leave and Jerold drove the both of us home. It was about 35-40 degrees outside, so immediately, since I've got the lovely fever, I started shaking uncontrollably - mad chills. Couldn't stop until I got under two huge wool blankets and 2 fat cats at home.. and even that took about 20 minutes to warm me up. I took my temperature - 102.7. I was sweating profusely, but still cold. I couldn't breathe deeply - phlegm constricted my air tube, I had a cough, the fever, a SEVERE sinus headache, light-headedness, and acute soreness in every joint of my body. I felt AWFUL. I'm probably forgetting some symptoms too. I didn't want to eat or drink anything but water to rinse my dry throat out. I laid on the couch for a good 6 hours watching TV with Jerold and trying to rest. I had taken some Ibuprofen before work that brought my temp down to about 99.something at work, but it was floating between 101 and 102 when I got up at about 8am.
Mom took me to the doctor at about 10:30. I got 3 meds prescribed and didn't get them till 9 that night when I woke up. I called into work that night and the next two nights I was already off. Nice 3-day weekend for me to feel better. I took meds through the night while Jerold worked and tried to clean house. It was a complete wreck. I got the kitchen and dining room done, vacuumed the carpets in the living room. I realized all of my English (British Literature) homework was due Thursday by 2PM, so it took me from 10:30 that night till about 6:00 the next morning to finish reading Beowulf (I couldn't keep my attention on it!) while I had TV in the background and took occasional breaks to do some more cleaning. I tried to get some food in my system. That worked. Yay.
So now, here it is, Friday morning, 8:30AM. English homework is completed and was turned in on time, house is relatively clean (although it could always use more work), Pre-Cal homework is done, got a 96 on my test, did OK in Aerobics yesterday, and plan to do some more homework and relaxing. Also (CRAP) forgot that Valentine's Day is approaching and I've done next to nothing to prepare for it. Grady will be visiting in a couple of weeks and I have to get some thorough cleaning done as well as help Jerold get the laundry done before we work again so we can have some clean clothes.
Good news: taxes are done! I get $831, Jerold gets $933. YAY US!
Yeah, Sandy, since I've been working at Walmart, the disadvantages have been mostly on my mental health. I've never been so stressed out, mentally exhausted, hating my life, etc. but I've also been more susceptible to the sniffles and runny noses because of the cold of Dairy. I miss the daylight, and it damn near blinds me when I get some. I want a daytime job. Somebody find me one, please?
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[18 Jan 2008|03:33am] |
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So I really enjoyed myself at our holiday party this year. I was wondering if you guys would like to start planning something for the summer. I have no idea who's going to be down here, or staying up at their college town for a job, visiting relatives out of state, or whatever, but all the better to start planning now. I would LOVE to see EVERYBODY this time. I wish I could host the party here at my apartment but yall don't need to drive to Temple just to see everyone when you live two hours away. Let me know what you guys think of this idea and PLEASE try to get a hold of everybody in the old gang that's hard to get a hold of.
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