Junior year comences

Today is the first day of classes of my junior year of college! DAMN! Where has the time gone. It's so hard to beleive that some of my friends will be graduating and heading off to grad school, while I will still be here finishing up classes. I'm nervous/excited about today and this entire school year. I will be working two part-time jobs and taking six classes.......plus, I want to workout daily b/c that helped me keep the frustration levels down. I'm just afraid that I'll feel overwhelmed. We'll see.....I'll write back sometime later today.
Work 8-11:30
Classes 12:20-5 (with a two hour break in between)
REC
Work at High Hall 7-9
Back home
LONG DAY!

Another frustrating day at work......

Work was once again the bane of my existence today. I swear that place has it out for the people who work there. I arrived and was assigned 19 rooms right off the bat, which was crappy to begin with. Usually we only have 12 or 13 rooms but since everyone keeps quitting, well, more for us who stick around. Then I read that I had 11 due outs which made things a little more dreary. At first break I found out that the laundry lady called off again for the third time this week, which meant that we had to do laundry after we were done with our rooms. I was glad to hear that laundry lady was finally fired. Everyone worked their butts off until lunch and the hotel bought us pizza to thank us for the crap they have been putting us through....like food would really make doing everyone elses' work easier and enjoyable for us. After lunch, and for reasons still unknown to me, Linsday just up and quit. She said nothing to front desk or the other workers; just handed in her keys and paper and walked out. Well, she still had about 11 rooms of her own to do, which meant that we were now stuck with hers, and laundry, and our own 19 rooms. I wanted to cry so bad. That job is a joke and if I didn't need it during the school year to help me pay rent and bills, Lord knows I would quit there tomorrow. It's taking everything I have not to call off tomorrow, but I would feel bad leaving my rooms for others to do....I hate having a heart.
The thing that bothers me the most is that when I get home from a day like today I am in the worst mood. I am exhausted and don't feel like doing anything. I feel as if my social life suffers because that job pisses me off so badly.... but for some reason I just can't shake the feeling once I'm home. I know people say not the bring work home with you at the end of the day but I haven't found how to that quite yet. It's something I need to work on though......

update-freshies move in - farm/fourwheelers

It has been a couple days since I posted last and I thought I would give an update as to what has been happening in my life. Work has been horrible like always...people continuously quiting and calling off, leaving their work for the rest of us respnsible people to do. I have put in some ong days these last couple weeks of summer.....the plus side to this is that I get some money before my hours significanly reduce due to classes.

Yesterday, after I got out of work, Megs and I went to Wal-Mart to get some school suppies. Then we started drinking at 3:30ish and kept going until 9:30ish. During that time we made an adventure to Blue Rose Piercing and Lisa got the Monroe piercing done. The guy who owns the place, Dave, he asked me what I was getting done and made the comment that I never go there without getting pierced.....Lord knows I have spent hundreds of dollars at his piercing place. But the sad truth is, that my jobs won't allow crazy piercings and therefore I had to take out all the ones I really liked. Anyway, back the the night....ater Lisa got pierced, we continued drinking and went to bed early. I got sick at midnight b/c I obviously drank too much, but this morning when I got up, I felt fine.

I woke up this morning and got around before heading to campus to help move in the honors freshman. It was sooooo HoT out today but it was fun moving people in....it brought back memories from when i first moved in my freshman year. Wow.....that seems like forever ago. It's hard to beleive I'm a junior in college now....CrAzInEsS!
After we moved the freshies in, Megs and I returned home and cleaned the house...and I mean ClEaNeD!!!!! We did ALL the dishes and cleaned the counters, tables, and stove. We swept the floors and mopped, vacuumed, and picked up all the clothes and junk laying around. Our house looks soooo nice now. And it needed to happen this weekend because Lord knows how busy both Megs and I will be come Monday. I have two jobs this year plus six classes and Megs has all her science classes and labs........
After we cleaned we went to the Chinese restaurant for dinner and then grabbed Sepheira and headed to Harry's farm. We let Sephie run around and Megs and I went four wheeling while the guys played horseshoes. I hadn't been on a four wheeler in years and it was sooo much fun.. Sepheira thought she had to be with us the entire time so she ran after us as we rode the four wheelers and it pooped her out BIG TIME!. At one point she even collapsed and Megs had to pick her up, and hold her on her lap while we returned to the farm...then she wouldn't even walk but had to be carried because she had exhausted herself. It was scary/cute.
Megs and I returned to the house an hour or so ago and gave Sepheira a bath. Now I'm getting ready for bed because work is going to come way too early and is bound to be frustrating as hell. I'll post again when the mood strikes...who knows, it could be later tonight even....

Random McRandomson

Randomness...the story of my life. I actually had a fast and easy day at work which was a nice change from the hell it has been lately. I was home by noon and spent the rest of the day with my housemates. When I got home there was a GiNoRmOuS dog in our house ( and not our dog Sepheira). The dog obviously ran away from home and Megs decided to let him in the house so he didn't get hit. She contacted the SPCA and they filled out a lost dog form in case the owner was looking for him. We decided to keep him on our back porch so Sephie could be out of her kennel...it is funny how small she looked compared to this dog...and we all thought she was a big dog. The owner ended up calling Megs from the SPCA and came and took him home.....Then our neighbors across the street (who also go to LHU) were trying to move a couch into their house but all the girls are really tiny and they were having sooo much trouble. Megs and I were smoking hookah and watching them struggling until they decided to leave the couch outside on their sidewalk. A couple mins later it started to POUR down rain and they were all outside trying again. Megs and I ran over to help them. It was just hilarious. We returned to our house after rescuing the neighbors and continued smoking hookah....we smoke for about six hours straight....Lisa and Mike joined us eventually and we all took funny pics and talked about anything and everything. It was nice to have a sit down and heart to heart with Megs. I have missed her soooooo much and I feel like we can connect better now that I live in the same house with her. Then Harry came and Megs made french onion soup...which was like heaven- in -your- mouth delicioso!!!! And now we are all doing our own thing for the remainder of the night.

I think the only thing that could have made today better was if Katelyn was here with us. She would have had so much fun taking funny pics and the random chatting. Megs and I talked about how much we miss her....(I added the pics to facebook so you should take a look. There are some really cute ones with Sepheira and Megs.)

Well I think since it is going on 10:30 and I have to work in the am, I should get ready for bed....night everyone!

SiCk and TiReD of irresponsible people!

Work yesterday was unbelievable...and not the good kind. I was in the best mood when I woke up and I figured nothing could change that...nothing. I was so wrong. I work at a hotel as a housekeeper, which may not be the most respectable job (according to my father), but it's a job and pays the bills. I was assigned 16 rooms to clean along with four other co-workers and the majority of those rooms were due outs (meaning the people were leaving and you have to make the room nice and clean for the next person). Due outs obviously take longer to clean and since 98% of our rooms were due outs I knew it was going to be a long day. But I was still in a good mood. Come first break, I realized that our one co-worker still hadn't shown up to work. When I called her she told me flat out that she was too tired to come to work. Too tired. come on people....I have gone to work when the night before I got maybe three or four hours of sleep.... Ok......so now we all had her 16 due outs on top of our 16 due outs. I ended up cleaning all my rooms except for making the beds, which later on a friend and fellow co-worker and I went around to all the rooms and made the beds. On top of all this, and mind you I was trying to stay cheery even though the moral had plummeted by now, front desk people were yelling at us to hurry up because people were mad they had to wait to check into their rooms.....ummm soooooo sorry...not. Like we could help it that one of our co-workers didn't show up and we all had over 20-some rooms to clean, AND that they were mostly due outs. It was ridiculous. I ended up punching out at 5pm.....super LoNg DaY if you ask me. I am hoping today is better....I mean I don't see how it could be any worse really......

the pLeAsUrEs and pAiNs of work

So work today was meh. I didn't get out of there until 3:30pm which is a long day at work for me. I shouldn't complain though because more hours means more money for me :)
The best part of today: Being asked out by a fellow co-worker who I have been eyeballing ever since the first day of work. He told me he wanted to take me to dinner tonight
The worst part of today: When I told him I had plans and couldn't go to dinner with him. What makes it worse is that I lied....I have NO plans for tonight and will more than likely be in my room all day either watching TV or sleeping. So why did I tell him I had plans? Because I am tErRiFiEd of anything that possesses a penis! I'm terrified of awkward silence and anything sexual that may come along. Don't get me wrong, I would LOVE to jump this boy and ravage him (maybe I could finally use my handcuffs and whips...j/k) but I am too scared to even be with him. Maybe it's because I don't trust myself when I'm with him...or maybe it's the fact that I can't understand why he would even want to be with me. And I know I will regret it b/c he is sooooo sweet and hot hot hot, but I can't seem to force myself to hangout with him. It's not like he proposed marriage or will force me to sleep with him, but I'm still scared. I have one perfect word to explain what I am right now....ready for this....completely and utterly PaThEtIc!

I just need to be alone right now...maybe I'll nap....who knows....who cares.....

Katelyn going to Ireland and my CrAzY DrEaM

My bestest friend in the whole world is leaving for Ireland in about a week and half-ish and although my world is going to be turned upside down without her, I'm excited for her. This first semester of our junior year of college was going to be unique and CrAzY for both of us....she was off to Ireland and I was going to be in Spain. But I had to make a decision before school ended last semester and the decision I made was to NOT go to Spain right now.....I have way too many issues to deal with before I can attempt something like that. But believe me ladies and gentlemen, this girlie WILL spend a semester in Spain before her college career is over.
So with Katelyn leaving I am experiencing an abundant array of emotions. The first couple emotions are me being selfish: I don't want her to go. I know how hard it has been to not see her this summer since I am now living in Lock Haven and she is about four hours away in Erie, so I can imagine how hard it's going to be when she is across the ocean from me. I know how rough and emotionally/mentally draining last year was for me, but I had her beside me the entire time. She never faltered and was there when I needed someone the most. It scares me to think that I'll be going through this semester without her with me. I know we will still talk and our friendship will still remain strong, but I'm going to MiSs HeR LIke cRaZy!!!!
Then there is the other side of me who knows that this experience will be amazing for her. I traveled the summer between my sophomore and junior year of high school and LOVED every minute of it. I went to England, Ireland, Scotland, and Wales in three weeks, so I know she will love it over there. Plus, how many people can look back on their lives and say that they studied abroad while in college? Not many. Katelyn will see things that many of us will never venture to see, and she will experience things that others can only dream about. And for these reasons I am happy to see her go to Ireland.

Now time to get to my cRaZy DrEaM: In my dream Katelyn leaves for Ireland and a few weeks later and friend (who I didn't recognize) and I decided to visit and surprise her. We show up in Ireland and decide that on our way to finding Katelyn, we will get tattoos....why do you ask? I have no idea....just seemed like the thing to do at the time. So we go to the tattoo place and no one is there, so my friend picks up the equipment and does my tattoo...which turned out AmAzInG by the way. It was a girlish hippo (or something like that) holding something (I can't remember details right now). So we paid the "people" who weren't even there and headed out. As soon as we stepped out of the shop, there was Katelyn. We ran up to her but when she saw us she walked away. So we followed her and it turned into a chase scene (like the ones in the movies). Then out of nowhere, Irish police were after us, who were still trying to catch up and surprise Katelyn. Then somehow a dead body worked itself into the plot and the police were after us for killing someone and all we wanted was to catch Katelyn, hug her, and hangout with her............... Then I woke up to Sepheira (my dog for those of you who don't know) licking my face and whining because she had to go out. C-r-A-z-I-n-E-s-S !-!-!

I'll be sure to write later, after work.....

Katelyn de-virginizes me to blogging

During an innocent conversation with my amiga mejor, Katelyn, I was introduced to Blogging. I'm not an invalid who has never heard of blogging; many of my friends have blogs and talk about them constantly. I just never thought I would acquire a blog site for myself. But then again, I LOVE to write my feelings down and find it extremely therapeutic; but I usually never let anyone read them....I like to keep my thoughts to myself. But after seeing Katelyn's Blog and realizing that it would be a beneficial way to keep in touch, and up-to-date on each other's lives while she is away in Ireland for the semester, I decided to give it a try. What harm can come from it?

I must warn those of you who are actually taking the time to read this, that I am a VeRy RaNdOm person. My thoughts and writings will more than likely be sporadic and off the wall at times, but that's who I am and I can't change that.

So thank you to my amiga mejor for de-virginizing me to blogging....I think this will be good times for all.