Now that I've officially joined the many who work as well as attend college, I get what it means to feel like you're busy all the time. I worked six hours Friday, Sunday and Monday, which isn't that much, but it was a lot for a weekend... thankfully I don't have to work again till Saturday, and my boss said my schedule might slow down in the upcoming weeks. However, since about Thursday, I feel like I've been running on close to empty.
There are still things I need to do that I haven't done, why do I suck SO FREAKING MUCH
That italicized statement is intended to make it clear to everyone that I have commitments to that I REALLY AM TRYING and I KNOW THAT I SUCK and I've been bringing my computer to school so in between classes I can attempt to get shit done. I'm so sorry, I can apologize all I want but it doesn't make it better but what I'm trying to say, in essence, is that I recognize I still have a lot to do--I'm not ignoring it (not intentionally anyway). Blah blah blah, I suck.
It's 12:51 AM, I have class at 10:10 AM and I AM FREAKING STARVING. I suppose a pint of rice at 3:45 is not sufficient dinner. Who knew? I'm so hungryyy. I am going to remain strong and not eat... but shit I want to.
In other news, I haven't even THOUGHT about school in so long. I feel like it's my last priority, isn't that the tiniest bit fucked up? I've only bought the books for two out of five of my classes, and I only have 200 dollars to spend on the next three books...newsflash, that's not possible. Thankfully, as you have read, I have a job, but my paycheck Friday is only going to be about 150 and I'm not even sure if that's enough. I HATE BUYING BOOKS. Maybe I'll just make time for myself (HA) and try to go to the library to read shit (HA) instead of buying the book (this is the only part of this sentence that I'll stick to).
This whole job thing is taking up my thoughts pretty much 24/7. I've discovered I can become a very nervous person, especially in a new setting i.e. a new job, so I get kind of discombobulated and say stupid shit and can't count cash drawers correctly and stutter when I answer questions and what the fuck. Around people I'm comfortable with, I can rant and rave and tell stories and make people laugh like the rest of them. WHY CAN'T I JUST GET OVER MY STUPID NERVES, I seriously feel like a bumbling idiot 95% of the time! Thankfully today's shift wasn't as bad, it was really chill as it was just me and the shift supervisor, but even then I'm not myself. Like, I hate that what I am portraying (and this goes beyond work really, I kind of mean in any situation in my life) is not who I think I am. I hate it. I just want to get over this whole training and forgetting shit and stumbling over myself (OMG HOW DID I LEAVE THIS UNTIL THIS PART OF THE ENTRY--today at work I literally turned on a faucet in my apron. I can't actually figure out what words to use to accurately describe what happened. The faucet was on and I accidentally leaned under it and IT POURED IN BETWEEN MY APRON AND MY SHIRT FOR ABOUT FIVE SECONDS UNTIL I NOTICED THE RUNNING WATER HITTING THE FLOOR. My whole shirt, leg, apron and shoe were sufficiently SOAKED. WHY AM I SUCH A SPAZ? I BASICALLY BATHED MYSELF) and get to the place where I am comfortable with the job and I know what to do and how to do it and how not to get fired. I am confident that I can get there, I'm just not confident in my ability to get there quickly.
Anyway it's 1 and I have class at 10, as previously stated, and if I want to get 8 hours of sleep (which I do) for the first time in about a week (which I haven't) I need to go to sleep now. I'm sure my brain will be racing and I'll be unable to sleep (as has happened the past four nights in a row) so it's a fruitless attempt, but hey, I'm trying.
Sorry that this became one huge crazed frenetic capitalized and bolded rant about work and my stress O_o TL;DR--I forget how stressful life can be.
Friends, what is going on in your life? Please tell me and distract from my crazy.
Current Mood: 
tired
Current Music: p.s. everyone i work with is cute, FML