She Works Hard for the Money

Well it's official. I put in my resignation for the Desk Assistant job that you have all heard so much about. It's not really something that I wanted to do at all, but with the way my classes are scheduled on top of the shifts I was working, I was a forever zombie. I just can't live my life always waiting for the moment that I can climb into my bed. I will still be working the rest of this semester and through winter break, but come January 13th I'm out of here!

The main reason I didn't want to quit this job was for the steady $350 paychecks I was getting every other week. Then my hours got cut which I already discussed here. I still tried to make due, but realized that I couldn't manage it. The amount that my new paychecks were coming out to was not worth the stress of working these crazy hours. So I asked around, and found out that the Hardee's in Murphy was hiring. Derek has a connection with the manager from when he worked there in high school, and she said she would try to help me.  With a backup plan now in place, I sent an e-mail to my supervisor explaining that come spring semester I wouldn't be able to come back. Before I had decided to quit I had told him that I would be staying in SoIll for Christmas holiday and, considering 99% of the campus goes home for break, I didn't want to force him to scramble to find someone willing to work the shifts I would have otherwise been working. I also figured that the extra month would give me time to use what I am getting from my paychecks (which should increase significantly come December 15th) to buff up my savings account a bit and a month or so to find another job if Hardee's doesn't work out.

So there it is. I have officially worked at the first place that I have decided to quit. That sounds crazy considering how many jobs I have actually had, but in all honesty all of my previous jobs (other than McDonald's) have just been a "I'm going to school for a few months but I'll call as soon as I come home" or vice versa with my campus jobs. The only reason I don't currently work at a total of 8 or so places is because they ended up hiring more help after I left and I wasn't needed anymore. That being said... what would that be considered as? Would you call that being fired or quitting? When applying for a new job, I just tell them that those jobs were just "temporary" or "seasonal". Then again, it probably looks bad that every single job I've ever had has either been temporary or seasonal. Heartland is my one exception though considering that I'm going on 4 years this month!

Anyways I digress... I have officially resigned from my Desk Assistant job and although I really don't want to work in fast food again, I'm really hoping I get this job at Hardee's. Otherwise, I sure hope that Lonestar can work me a whole lot more!

When Life Throws You For A Loop...

Hey all. I know I promised on Friday that I would write about my trip to North Carolina to see Derek, but there is something that I need to get off of my chest much more right now. I do promise that by the end of the week you will get a post and/or picture overload of my trip.

As a full-time college student, I am pretty used to being broke. Don't get me wrong, working two jobs and not having much of a yearning to go out every night has assisted in not being quite as broke as many college students, but still money is tight about 99.99% more of the time than it's not. I know you have heard me complain again and again about how lousy this Desk Assistant job is on campus, but let's just keep the ball rolling in that court. This weekend we found out that some random from the community is going to get hired full time from 8:00pm-4:00am Friday-Sunday. That's not that big of a deal really for normal people, but for me that is roughly every single one of my shifts. I lost a grand total of 10 hours per week off of my schedule. To make matters worse, there is only one other girl who had this change of hours make any impact on her schedule as she lost roughly 6 hours per week. There was one girl who lost 3 hours per paycheck (which is every other week). In case you aren't very good at math and aren't aware that I get paid a measly $8.25 an hour, that means I'm losing about $160 a paycheck! As I person who likes to be overly dramatic think of my future budgets, that means for the rest of this semester I will lose $640 if my math is correct. Do you know what I could do for $640? Let's make a list why don't we?

• Well for starters, that could probably buy me quite a bit of groceries, which by the way I haven't quite had the funds to do lately. I think it has come quite apparent as I have had cold cereal for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for the past 4 days. No worries though, I do still have a few other foods stuck into my little cubby in the pantry I'm just saving them for a really desperate day.
• Other priorities would be the fact that I could buy a whole new plane ticket to see Derek, preferably for my Spring Break? Whether he is in North Carolina or down in Texas/Arizona/New Mexico like he might be, Alyssa and I would love to go see our Marines together considering that our Spring Breaks start the same day. Plus any excuse to get away to somewhere I could rock a bikini and see the love of my life at the same time? Oh you better count me in!
• Or I could make Derek buy my ticket for Spring Break and use that money to buy my plane ticket to go see my sister when she graduates from boot camp for the AIR FORCE! Have I mentioned how much I love this lady? In all seriousness she may be younger than me, but she has done so much in the past two years that just shock and amaze me, not mention make so incredibly proud of her. She is honestly the best sister, wife, aunt, daughter, and just about any other label you can think of that I know. It truly is amazing how much she can make me feel better by a quick message on Facebook, and somehow she always randomly messages me when I most need my sister. Sadly she is all the across the Atlantic Ocean and I'm stuck over here counting the days until I get to see her again (which is really hard considering if you know anything about any military branch… making plans sucks with them!). Which brings me to my last point...

• It could put me more than HALFWAY to being saved up to go to Lakenheath to visit that same sister and my amazing brother-in-law. Lakenheath in case you were wondering is in England, only the one country I have been obsessed with since I discovered Harry Potter and Pride and Prejudice.  As I've already gone on quite the tangent of my sister and how amazing she is, I'll just say that seeing her pictures and hearing about all the fun British things she has been doing the past year just makes me pretty jealous, and I would like to join in on the fun. Ok one more picture to show how absolutely adorable she is! :)

Alrighty, well now I feel much much better! Next post will be of the ball… pinky promise!! :)

Bad Luck

Sorry for the hiatus ya'll, but I have honestly had the worst week I can remember in quite some time. I thought bad luck came in threes?

Anyways it didn't start out too bad, got a very nice hangover and cold when I woke up from a pretty awesome day of tailgating and bar hopping with some friends I did get to sleep in and I did do pretty decent in tips at work- then came Monday.

Monday- Got to work the always lovely graveyard shift at the desk and then rushed to my 8:00am class. By 8:20am I realized that class was cancelled for that day   screeeeeeeeew. Had an exam in the next class and kicked its ass when grades were posted I only got a C   double screw. Then you know since it was still quite toasty frikkin living in Hell's hot tub I just so managed to get overheated and got sick in my last class of the day. Oh well ya know bad things come in threes right? Just go to sleep and tomorrow will be a new day.

Tuesday- went to sit in on a class, the teacher had no idea what I was talking about, got a nice little $75 parking ticket, stumbled horribly through my speech for class. Car started messing up and acting all funky, so I called mom and she agreed to drive the four hours south to trade me vehicles so poor old Martha could get checked out. Could have been worse. I mean I didn't puke or anything even though it was just as hot. Besides, all day I had this nice little soreness meaning that Insanity was in fact kicking my ass as badly as I had thought. I can still see the bright side.

Wednesday- Slept like shit (mayyyyybe 2 or less hours total), woke up late for class, best friend didn't wake up at all so I woke her up 10 minutes before we usually left (not like her at all not to wake up so I just figured she was catching up on homework in her room), she was pissed and bitched (SIDE NOTE: word only used to describe how bad of a mood I was in already for the day) about the whole to class. Whatever I can handle that just a bad morning. Knocked myself down to roughly $20 on in my bank account after booking my hotel room for IBA-U Conference at ISU (just wait until you hear my bad luck from that one!). Absolutely hated the project I turned in for my RT class- stupid concept, didn't like my shots, not enough variety, some weak shots (focus, white balance, lighting wise), and the music ended to abruptly (even though I checked a million and one times to make sure it didn't do that). This little sore throat suddenly turns into a full out coughing fit with a migraine to match. In just a few short hours it has escalated so badly that I have to miss PRSSA which also meant that I didn't get to help out with the poster. Managed to post on our FB page though, but in my sicken sleepiness not even sure if I did it right. Fell asleep, missed dinner, and woke up at midnight feeling about 10x worse than what I had thought was being absolutely miserable. Ran out to the store to grab some medication to hopefully help? "Oh hi, trying to get out of the car? Let's just make sure the handle on the inside completely falls the fuck off!!" Perfect way to spend my 3:00am. Hell at least the meds knocked me on my ass.

Thursday- While incredibly grateful to be able to actually sleep thanks to the God sent that is Nyquil, I also didn't wake up until call number 5 from my mom saying that they were waiting outside my apartment building. Ran down no bra, no shoes, and the shortest pajama shorts I could imagine (let's just say one friend is still convinced they are boy short underwear). Low and behold run into everyone I frikkin know plus their mom, roommate, boss, teacher, and fish!! Not to mention I forgot that my mom was bringing her boo-thang with her to make sure Martha made it back alright. I did manage to get some free lunch from Fat Patty's though (finally one point for Molly!), and got ripped off on my usual order of corn nuggets (most delicious orgasm of the mouth ever). Bubble Tea kept giving me a brain freeze and my mother didn't like it! She thought the little ball things that are in it looked like over-sized rabbit poop and tasted like old slimy drunken gummy bears. The abomination that came from my mother's mouth there is no way we could have been related! At least until she got a kick from slurping them through the ginormous straws regardless of not being a fan. Belly full and still quite up there with the medicine I'm more than ready for a nap, but ohhhhhhh no I have to go to class. Sat there for 5 minutes with just one other person and no teacher. What am I possibly thinking? Oh ya, I can go get a nap before I have to make this four hour drive north! Packing up to leave and all of a sudden everyone decides to show up   effffff. Oh well it was a pretty relaxed day because teach was suck with the same crude I have (but she's also had it for roughly 3 weeks... pleeeeeaaaaaseeee don't last that long). Con my roommate into grabbing me a bottle of wine for when I get back to my hotel and load up my bag and leave- after downing a 80oz of Redbull and buying some coffee for the trip. 5 1/2 hours later (yes I had early said it was only supposed to be a barely four hour trip), a million and one potty breaks, re-fill at some ghetto ass gas station where some guy asked me if I had any weed I wanted to sell him (da fuq), and almost getting railed by an over-sized load of a semi truck, I made it back ready to just relax with some good tv and a bottle of wine and head to bed early. Ohh-oh-oh-ohhhh was I mistaken. My hotel had me checking in for FRIDAY! On top of that since it was less than 24 hours in advance I was still getting charged the full amount for that room even though I wouldn't be staying. Fine, whatever, just give me a room so I can go play dehydration with my bottle of wine. Well, let's just say thank god for the little bit of cash I had on my and the un-cashed paycheck from Lonestar still in my backpack because my card was decline (most likely due to the fact that they had already charged me for the night I WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE STAYING!!). So off to find a Walmart I went. Thank God the guy at Walmart went ahead and cashed my check for me, and after two hours I was able to get myself a room. (SIDE NOTE: The guy at the hotel was very nice and did work with me a lot with a fee for the room which definitely helped me out a LOT!). So dropped off my stuff poured myself a hefty glass of wine and proceeded to empty the bottle. Hunger set in and I used the last of my paycheck to order some Domino's (which I have to say was a pretty nifty experience since we only have Papa John's and local pizza places here in Carbondale).  So I ate and it was delicious, but when bedtime came I swear that my room was haunted. I hear what sounded like scuffling on the carpeting all night and tapping on the bathroom sink. Horrible sleeping experience, and had to wake up at 5:00am.

Friday- Well woke up later than I wanted to but I still had time to get all nice looking and what not. Loaded up my car and my professor offered to save me money and gas by letting me ride to ISU with them in the school van. Finally my luck was turning around. Until this one girl came down and I swear she does not stop talking for the entire hour that I was sitting next to her- even if you stop responding to her she just keeps "bla bla bla bla bla bla bla". Could have smacked her! Then came a morning full of panels, which wasn't actually all that bad at all. Lunch came though and I had been stuck with girl from a few sentences back and I had to take a break and go outside to call my mom before I snapped on somebody. Turns out my car had overheated on my mom while she was driving to work- aweeesomeee. At least it got fixed pretty quickly thanks to my uncles. Went back in and there was like nooooooo food left. I was able to grab a small sandwich with some pepperjack cheese and a small salad. At least I got a Coke to drink with it all. After a short presentation we were back on the road to head back to Carbondale. Not too bad other than the fact that one of the guys asked to ride with me and I said yes. He was actually a pretty good travel partner other than the fact that I was having some major small car problems with him. Mom's car is a little red Ford Focus and this guy took up the entire front seat. Usually not a problem if it wasn't for the fact that driving already makes me really anxious and claustrophobic. Lots and lots of construction during the entire trip. Finally made it home though, and I guess that's where the majority of my bad luck ended, even though I've still had my fair share the past two days as well.

Yeaaaaaahhhhh for being a Debby Downer!!

I'll cheer up soon I promise.

Just Some Early Morning Word Vomit

Hey ya'll!

So the past few days have been sooooo hectic and tiring exhausting! Friday I somehow managed to clock in 10 hours at my desk assistant job on top of going to all of my classes! To finish off the day Christine and I attempted to make some Salmon for a girls night (that I had to leave early because of work at 3:00am). It actually wasn't too bad after we decided to slice off the scaley part to be able to cook it all the way through. We paired it with this ungodly good lime butter (literally just a stick of butter and 4-5 tablespoons of lime juice) and some asparagus. Of course we had a few adult beverages with it as well.

Then off to work I went. Desk from 3:00am-6:00am and then Lonestar at 11:30am. Not too bad, but my last table oh my geezeballs! This lady was so rude, and even left a note saying that we had made her dining experience "uncomfortable"? Um ma'am, I think the fact that you refused to let your drink get below 3/4 of the way full, complained about how your side salad wasn't big enough (or that there wasn't any bacon or cucumbers with it), and then got snippy when I refused an expired coupon made it very uncomfortable for me. Ugh! Sometimes I don't know how I have survived being a waitress for 4 years. Desk is, as always since I pretty much only work shifts between 12:00am and 6:00am, was full of some very entertaining drunk college students. But as the picture above states, I feel like I do absolutely nada during my three hours of boredom behind this awesome desk.

Not sure if I ever described what i do at my desk job, but pretty much I'm just a "security feature" (if you ask any university official) that ensures that there are no randoms in the building (it's a dorm). When somebody comes into the building they have to swipe their student ID, and it will say "oh hey welcome home" or "da fuq you don't live here". If the second happens, they have to have one of our lovely residents sign them in (but only two guest max). 3 hour shifts at $8.25 an hour working roughly 15-20 hours a week, seems pretty easy peasy. Bright side, you can usually con some pizza off most of the residents.

By the end of today I'm pretty sure I will be the wicked witch from the South! I already worked 12:00am-3:00am, doing my 6:00-9:00am shift at desk now. I get a teeny tiny break before having to report for duty at Lonestar at 12:15pm and then again at 4:30pm. And Holy Moses be back at desk Monday for a 3:00am-6:00am and then Lonestar at 5:15pm!! Let's just say I must have earned some massive karma points because if I had to do my regular Monday class schedule of 8:00am-3:00pm, I would surely croak! Thank you Labor Day!!!!!

Buuuuuuut, I think I'm going to go back to doing zip zilch and nada, or read some more of the lovely blogs that I like to read on the daily.

Peace Out Girl Scouts :)

Sidenote: Anyone out there have any idea how to make my background magig as pretty and awesome looking as like 9.9/10 of all the blogs I read? I'm clueless with this stuff. Spanks in advance :)

I'm a Terrible Blogger

Holy Jebus!

Sorry ya'll I never claimed to be an awesome blogger, and from my track record I guess you can tell that is far from the truth.

I haven't seen Derek since June 16th which feels like forrrrreeeeevvvvveeeeeerrrrrr! Good news though- I get to see him on October 24th! I have the plane ticket bought and everything. I'm flying down there for the weekend so that I can be his beautiful date for the Marine Ball.

I started my Fall Semester of my Junior year at school this week, and let me tell you, I'm exhausted, not to mention completely scatter-brained! I am doing a fully course load, on top of working Lonestar and a Desk Assistant job. Yesterday was the first day in a week and a half that I have actually been able to sleep a full 8 hours solid. Today for example- class from 8:00am-11:00am and again from 1:00-3:00pm, then I have to work at Lonestar at 5:45pm until whenever I get cut, then on desk from 12:00am-3:00am. At least I can sleep in again tomorrow since I don't have anything until my Chiropractor's appointment at 11:15am.

Well, I think I'm going to buy me a USMC hoodie right about now. Write back soon... hopefully!

-M