I'M NOT A NANNY ANYMORE!! WOOHOO! PRAISE THE LORD!
i mean... i will miss the job and the children terribly...
truth is, i do kinda miss the kids. and i miss having a job that i already know the ins-and-outs of. but in all honesty, i am completely glad to be moving on.
i spent my first official night at my new place last saturday...so it's almost been a week. and i love it. my bed will be much more comfortable once i pick up my mattress tomorrow (right now i'm sleeping on a 4" slab of foam... not so nice). and my room is small...but it's mine. i bought the bed (loft bed with a desk underneath), i bought the mattress, and i will eventually buy a dresser to put all of my clothes in. (next paycheck??) i love living with Brandy, Kristy, and Sarah (and Dot and Fifi, of course), and I love being responsible for only me, myself, and i.
then i started my new job at Starbucks (by Lakeside Mall) this past wednesday!! It's awesome. I really like my manager, and i really like most of the employees i've met so far. My first day i met Ansley, who is training too. . . she's a Christian!! She goes to the Baptist Seminary here. We crammed as much talking as we could into our 10 minute break, when i found out she's involved with BCM on Tulane's campus, she's done a few semester mission trips, and her getting the job at SBUX was a total "God thing." Which, of course, got me all excited... i was like "ME TOO! OH MY GOSH I AM SO EXCITED!!" Then she tells me Kayla, whom i still haven't met, goes to the seminary too! PTL i am working with Christians... it's so exciting!! I just keep praying that God will continue to encourage me... i got kind of upset tonight because the training isn't really going the way i'd like it to... i don't really feel like i'm learning anything. I'd like to either be really rigorously trained or just thrown into the mix to figure it out, but standing around is just annoying and boring. Plus there's a girl that works there that i kinda know from UNO...and she's sort of intimidating. she has a very outgoing personality, and she just kind of dominates when she's there... but it's whatever. i need to just get over it. (oh, side note: the guy that delivers the milk is hot as HELL. seriously. it should be illegal for the milkman to be that stinkin' beautiful.)
anyway so yeah... that's my life in a nutshell right now. of course there's the little things... school is crazy-stressful. i have a test coming up in World History and i'm pretty sure i haven't learned a darn thing in that class... i couldn't even begin to tell you what one of the lectures were about, b/c they never stay on topic. i gotta bust a painting out in about a week (do-able). my psych class seems more like a biology class (UGH). Human Sexuality is a required class for anyone wanting to progress in psych classes... which is fine with me. but for right now it's basically like a sex-ed class: anatomy, diseases, procedures, birth control, blah blah blahhhh... i hate it so much. my friend Casie and i spend the entire lecture coloring and doing crossword puzzles. my english class is good... i love that i can totally b.s. my way through english classes. it's pretty much awesome. but shh! don' tell nobodies!
oh! ok, so i didn't buy a parking decal this semester b/c it's almost pointless... you pay 90 bucks, stick it permanently on your car, and spend 20 minutes looking for a parking place every morning, and you end up about a mile or two away from where you need to be. so, really, you might as well park off campus for free, right? Well, someone told me that you could park on the street that runs in front of the UC w/o a parking decal... well, they were WRONG. i definitely got a $50 ticket today. GRRRRRR. just one more thing i have to spend money on. great. fantastic. thank you, UNO! no, no, thank you, really, because i haven't given you enough of my non-existent money already...
aaaaaand on that extremely sarcastic and bitter note, i will bid you all adieu as i head up (yes, 5 feet up, to be exact) to bed.
Friday, October 3, 2008
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