528th entry ~ College, Father, Work...not a good combo
12:49 pm
I've been super stressed lately and I've been crying so much I don't know what else to do. So I thought right now would be a good time to put an entry in this bad boy. I'm currently wearing my swimming suit top and shorts because I'm hoping to go out side and wash the car. Might not be a good idea though because humidity is like 100%. It's nasty out! So maybe I'll just go sit outside and let the rays realive my stress. haha
My stress is currently being caused by three things. College, father, work. Bad combination if you ask me. Whitewater is pissing me off because of this whole room mate thing. I've emailed this girl twice and I'll give it a week before I call her to see whats up. I'm getting so frustrated that I'm starting to look at other schools. I'm looking at Minnesota State and University of West Florida as two options. This first year better be good because I'm sure I can get a hell of a lot more out of these two other schools than Whitewater. Jenny keeps telling me the first year will be the worst...until you get to school. So hopefully when I get to school everything will be okay. I don't know...I'm thinking of taking up partying as another class.
Father....when doesn't he piss me off? He's been the biggest reason why I'm crying so much. Other than work. He's not understanding why I need half of this shit for college. I need a computer, and I'm getting pissed because he's not getting me one. He's getting pissed because he thinks I want him to pay for it, which is so not true. I've got the money in my savings account, all I need is a credit card with a good limit to put it on. I'd put it on my two but between them I still don't have enough even when they are empty. I don't think he wants me to order one, he wants me to buy something that has NOTHING in it (and you've got to buy all that shit seperate) and then most of the time they don't come with a warrenty. Wonderful.....so what the fuck does he want me to do? This is something we can't talk about without yelling at each other. I looked on ebay and book marked a few but I don't think he cares. Whatever. I'll do things my own way I guess.
And last...work. I've had the last three days off, and it's been heaven on earth. I work the next two five to nine. Not a big deal. Tonight I work four hours by myself....not a big deal anymore. I do it so much it's like second nature to me. I hate it, but I can handle it. Plus tonight I think I'll like the time alone. Friday I'll probably close by myself too...woopie. Nothing new there. Saturday I work four to ten and spend the last hour by myself....so I can deal with that. Not happy that we're open until ten because last Saturday we were dead after nine. Fun fun. SUNDAY however is another story. I'm scheduled to work two to ten.....when every where else in the city is closed by at least eight. So why we're open until TEN is nobodys knowledge. So I hate my job. Oh, and I'm making up my own schedule...I'm not coming in until four. I'm sure someone will be leaving then so why have me there for two hours when I'm not needed. Maybe I should have someone approve that instead of just doing it like I want to. Whatever. AND then next Saturday the little dip shit has me scheduled from noon to nine......a NINE HOUR SHIFT. That's a fucking managers shift!!!!!!! And then she's only got me scheduled for a half hour lunch. When you work NINE hours, you always get an HOUR lunch. So I'm not coming in until one at least so that'll cut me back to eight hours....then I could handle a half hour lunch. Like how I make up my own rules. I don't care if they don't like it. I don't need to be there nine fucking hours. I'd like it if I could just work six hours, then they don't have to give me a meal and only a break. But whatever....it's only their money. So I'm making up my own rules and if they want to fire me, go right ahead. I'm in a good spot right now because if they get rid of me, they are shooting themsevles in the foot.....and I know it......and they know it. So I'm liking my spot right now. I'm going to use them as long as I want. And when August 30th comes, all hell will be okay because I'll be working weekends only. I'll be just fine with that.
So besides crying a lot and telling half of this to Mr. B for support...I'm good! I'm going to pick up my transcripts right now and then wash the car...maybe. It depends if I melt here to school and back. But a nice shower might feel good. They say its supposed to rain....HAHAHAHAHAH Rain...what's that???
Amanda