Wednesday, July 19, 2006

I will list two reason for posting: work, and school. And that is all. Having school from 8AM-1PM and then work from 3:30PM-10PM was killing me. I slept probably 15 hours last Friday. And I know some would probably laugh and tell me that I'm working sissy hours and if I'm stressed out and tired from that, then maybe I should quit my job and work as a hobo, but you have to realise that the last time I was able to get a job was last summer because Mum and Dad wouldn't let me work during school and, even then, the job was for two weeks.

So yes, working that schedule was stressful and will continue to be stressful, and mainly because I am a mentally disturbed individual not on medication, and I am a Type A personality: tense, edgy, stressed-out almost 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. When I'm trying to work a job that I've just started and can't remember what prices are or where the price buttons are, all while trying to be nice to customers and do math in my head-which I'm horrible at-I get stressed out. And have I mentioned I'm no longer taking the medication that makes me not freak out randomly?

Yes, fun times. Fun times indeed. Ergo, if you feel like bitching about how you work longer at a more stressful job (although I think QuikTrip, a convience store is very stressful), then feel free to do it, just at your cat, or neighbour. Not to me. Because, frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn. And I will continue not to give a damn until not giving a damn is not an available option. Kthnxbai.

Things have been going fine other than that. Saw PotC with a friend on Saturday, and was pleasantly surprised. I had heard some less-than-wonderful reviews from people that had seen it, and I had been going to the movie ready to be disappointed. But nope, I really enjoyed it. Eagerly awaiting the third-and hopefully last, for very few movies are good after the third-movie.

School ends next Thursday, Wednesday if I don't have to take the final. And then, enrolling in college. Which, I'll admit, I'm looking forward to and dreading at the same time. Because if I'm stressed out going to a school where I already know all the information and have very little homework while working, what is it going to be like going to a school where I'm learning new infomation and having to work at the same time?

Perhaps Mum and Dad should have had me work during school before so I could be used to the stress and the small, small amount of sleep I get before something important like college.

Ah well, guess I'll go with the flow. . . . I wrote floor. wtfh. Guess it shows I'm tired.

--Sere
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