So far, I really like my job.  The people I work with are all super nice and great and while it’s not ALWAYS super busy and I will sit there doing nothing (and by doing nothing I mean tumblr, google, checking e-mail, etc.) but I’m getting paid by the hour for it so… it’s not a big deal to me.  And the days go by fast.  Yesterday, I got paid to drive to wal-mart with my friend who also works there, and I get paid for my gas as well.  So, not a bad deal if you ask me haha. The actual work I do have to do isn’t difficult either, and sometimes I get tasks that I actually really like since I’m a nerd. Things like organizing the list of truck stops and making it look pretty

Other times, I just look up recipes I want to bake/cook and today I spent the majority of the day finding new fonts and inspiration for my portfolio design.  But as soon as I get home, I just want to sleep.  And that is probably exactly what I’ll do once I finish this post and then make my lunch (one less thing for me to do in the morning).  At least I get weekends off, but it’s hard to cram everything I want to do into two days – especially when I also want to just sleep, relax and do nothing at all. And this weekend, I’m schedualed to work at my old job.  The one that I already quit, and where my two weeks notice is up.  I had already celebrated my last day, and without telling me they scheduled me again for this weekend. One of my (ex)co-workers told me by writing on my wall, and since I already quit I’m not going in. They didn’t call me to tell me, and at this point I don’t owe them anything. I’m assuming I’ll get a call at 8:05 saturday morning when I’m not there, but the other girls who ACTUALLY WORK THERE don’t show up and they don’t get in any shit at all.

Hopefully, at some point this summer, I can get my design portfolio up and fully running and perhaps a new layout for here as well.  I’m glad I’m actually at least blogging here, even if I don’t know how often it will happen.  Or even how much I will have to blog about.  But, I will still try!

Now that I’m done school, I’ve just been working.  As of Wednesday, I have two jobs.  One full time and one part time, though the part time will only be for another 2 weeks until my 2-week-notice kicks in. So this week I have 25+ hours at the full time job, and 30+ the part time one (seems very part time, eh?). Wednesday will be my first official day, starting at 8am and I’ll have to be at the grocery story for 4-8.  And there’s about a half hour drive between the two so… should be a fun day!

I’m quite excited for my new job, because I’ll be working with one of my best friends!  She’s been doing (paid) co-op there for the past 4 months, and has the next 4 months as well.  It’s a soil/mulch company, and since it’s summer they need more help and asked her if she knew anyone that was looking for a full time job for the summer.  I’ll be getting 50+ hours a week, and after 44 you get paid overtime.  It’s a lot of just office work, calling customers to let them know when their trucks of dirt are coming (over 100 calls a day) but it’s still going to be better than my current job as a cashier.  Even though my current boss is pissed that I’m leaving, and I was worrying about that, but I realized it’s not really my problem.  I have worked there for almost 2 years, get paid minimum wage and they basically treat me as their slave.  They are understaffed and always refused to hire more people, and we all get overworked because of it.

But considering it’s taken me almost a day to write this post, since I kept getting distracted… I’ll end it here.  I will try my best to blog as much as possible this summer, but I don’t know how I’ll handle 10 hours of working every day.  We’ll see…

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I should be working on my projects now, but instead I’m procrastinating and browsing Geek Toys 2012. It’s a pretty awesome site filled with Petsmart coupons, Amazon promotional code and many amazing, cheap products. I already found something that I want to get my mom for christmas, and the prices are great! But alas, it is 11:59 and I told myself that I’d start all of my projects at noon so here I go…

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Going to the casino got me looking online for different casino related things. I wanted to learn a bit more about poker (though I don’t think it’s something I’ll risk playing at the casino- minus the video poker games) and I came across Multipoker.com. It’s a great site that teaches the basics and rules of poker. I used to play with my sisters and cousins when I was younger, so it’s a great refresher to help me remember all of the different hands that are possible and their order. And if you sign up for their partner site, you can get a $500 bonus when signing up! Definitely check out the site if you’re into poker or any gambling, or even if you’re not!

I went to Nashville last week. It was awesome, and I’ll do a full post about it later (hopefully). For now, I’m off to study or eat or get dressed or do something that involves being 19 and not 15. Sigh.

I will start this story by saying that, I am of legal age to drink here. So I can go out to bars or clubs or buy booze for at home. I don’t go out too often, and when I drink at home it’s only one glass/shot usually with my family. I am pretty alright for holding my alcohol, and in all the times I’ve gotten drunk (both before and after being legal) there was never a night where I didn’t remember the majority of it. I have a great memory sober, and that usually follows along with me when I’m drunk. I was not quite as fortunate on Friday night, at least not of what happened in the beginning of the night. I am usually responsible with my alcohol intake, have never puked & even on my birthday I stopped when I felt like I had already had enough and proceeded to just have water for the rest of the night (which, I did Friday night as well but just, perhaps too late, ha). I was… rather intoxicated.

I somehow, without realizing it, manage to drink basically my entire (750ml) bottle of Southern Comfort Hurricane, plus vodka, in quite a short period of time. We were playing beer pong, and failing miserably plus just drinking because we wanted to. We were at my friends house and he has 4 (I believe) housemates who were also there, plus other friends and everyone that I came with. I apparently become rather social when I’m drunk, and ended up talking to one of the guys there, Brett. I had known of him all night because he was super loud and seemed to have major anger issues and kept threatening to stab people because someone spilled beer on the couch and he thought it was pee (it wasn’t). Apparently all of his housemates are scared of him when he plays xbox, lolz. So (I don’t remember how) I somehow started talking to him, and apparently (this is where my memory lapse comes in) we were both on the couch when (I remember this part) my friends came over to make sure that I knew what I was doing/that I was okay with it because according to them, he was all over me (more memory lapse).

Let me just say, I am SO glad they did. I mean, I was perfectly fine with what was going on- and I told them that- but as they said later, they’d rather ask and me say no than to not ask and have me stuck there when I didn’t want to be near him. And I love them so much for that, because they took such good care in making sure I wasn’t doing anything stupid/hurtful to myself (didn’t let me wear the heels I was going to wear because I was too drunk to walk in them, taking my drink when I had clearly had enough, shoving me into a cab with other drunkies rather than letting me walk, and checking to make sure I was okay, etc.). I just know that when I am drunk, I can rely on them to keep me in line and make sure I’m okay, without being such a drunk that I am incoherent and just sloppy (where i know they’d still help me, like we did with one of my friends a few years back- long story). It’s just nice to have friends that are so awesome and can hold their alcohol so much better than me and take care of me all the time

Anyways, back to my friday night story. There were some moment when we were still inside, him kissing my thumb better because I banged it on a door (and I think it was partially his fault? or so he thought, so he kissed it better after my friend did), something about the ONE sour cream and onion chip that I ate, sharing drinks, etc. He was also telling me about 100 times that I was 'the prettiest girl he ever met' and that 'I had the nicest eyes and he just wanted to look into them'. Basic drunken sweet talk, but even sober I'm a sucker for that haha. And other cute things, like that he wanted to take me on an actual date (which I'm pretty sure I rejected lolz, win). Then we were outside, waiting for cabs so we could go to the bar. He asked me for a kiss (so I guess we hadn't done anything up until that point? My friends implied we did but I don't remember lolz) and I said no and walked away (even drunk me is a tease apparnetly), but then he pulled me back and said please (manners are such a wonderful thing) so I did. Then we went back upstairs because I needed water, drank some out of a dirty beer pong cup (don't know why okay, I was drunk) and went to the hallway where my friend was making out with a guy she started making out with earlier that night (and he turned out to have a girlfriend, but EVERYONE told her before that they were just friends with benefits because he wanted to hook up with her. great people...) and so we just ended up doing the same...

Then we were back outside, where I had to ask my friend what this guy's name was because I for some reason kept thinking it was Scott, but it wasnt... Then they apparently shoved both of the 'drunk couples' (me + brett, my friend + guy with a gf) in the one cab that came and the rest of them walked because it wasn't TOO FAR, but too far for us to walk drunk haha. I only remember half of the cab ride, which consisted of putting on my seatbelt and telling him to share mine, where we then spent the ride just making out. I don't entirely remember it (which is a shame, because I always wanted to make out in a cab. still counts though), just that it did happen and my friend filled me in on the details after because she was sitting beside us, pissed off that her boy was in the front and not in the back with her haha. Oopsies.

So, we got to the bar (and for the record, my friend and I were a lot drunker than the 2 boys we were with. But, we're girls and we were doing our best at acting perfectly normal) and the security (who check I.Ds and what not) told the two of them that they weren't allowed in, because they thought they were too drunk. Since Brett showed anger problems all night, and the other guy was defending him, they weren't let it. So we went in without them, and were waiting for others to get there. I looked out the window a bit later and saw someone being put into a police car and when I asked the sober people, it turns out that the two of them got arrested for public intoxication/refusing to produce I.D/not leaving when the police told them to, aka trespassing. So they got taken to jail for the night (came back early the next morning, waking us all up by screaming and being angry. ugh. made me so glad I didn't have to deal with Brett all night) and we went on with our night, with my friend being so bitter that we were 'cock blocked by the po-po' haha.

I remember everything from the rest of the night, which just consisted of going to one bar, then cabbing it to a country bar (woo!) and spending the rest of the night there until we went back at around 3am. We then ordered pizza, pushed the couches together to make a giant bed and eventually just crashed around 4, only to be woken up before 9 by the guys coming home from jail in the morning. All in all it was a good night, even though I wonder what would have happened if they didn't get arrested. It was probably for the better though, you know all that 'everything happens for a reason' because believe me when I say- he is not the type of guy I'd want to be around for long periods of time. And from that night (and before) I've realized that I REALLY enjoy being single. And I want to spend the rest of this year doing whatever the hell I want to do without worrying about anyone else’s opinion of it. This year has already been better than last year, and the year before that.

Yes, parts of last year were awesome but parts also sucked (mainly thanks to one certain douchebag ex boyfriend of mine) and I truly do think now that I am a totally different person than I was two years ago, and even last year. I am enjoying not having to live my life for anyone but me and I want to keep doing it that way. I see my best friend having issues with her boyfriend because she goes out to bars and I just don’t want to have to deal with the difficulty and hassles of relationships, even if there are the good parts to it too. I want to enjoy my life & see whats out there. I’m not saying I’m going to be all around & sleeping with any guy who looks my way but seriously, I’m just going to do what I want and not worry about how it makes other people think. Because it’s no ones life but my own.

Wednesdays, my sister and I go to school together. I usually drive, but I got her to because I still wasn’t feeling 100% because I’ve have the start of a cold all week now on top of all my pains. So I went to my two morning classes, and after sitting for lunch for an hour we decided to just go home and not go to the rest of our classes. I had two more, but one we never do anything and the other the teacher had told us we could do the class from home since it was just a work period. I already had all of my work done & handed in, so there wasn’t much point to going anyways. So we went home, and I watched some more Friends and started season one of The Voice, because I love Blake Shelton (team Blake, woo!).

Today, I should have gone. I also usually go with my sister today, but she didn’t have to go so I just ended up… not going. My first class, he always puts the lectures online so I can just follow along on my own time and finish the project at home (half of the period is usually just a work period anyways). The second class, is pointless. It’s all about Corel Draw, which is a program I already learned how to use in high school. He’ll e-mail out the files so I’ll just get them and figure out what I need to do. I’m not really proud of my self for not going to my classes because I want to do really well… but I’m so tired of my classes this year. Two of them are just based entirely on learning one program per course, Dreamweaver and Corel Draw. Both are programs that I learned in high school so sitting in the classes just gets boring. Two classes (with the same prof) are just him talking where he gives us the powerpoints so I can read them at my own time. When I AM in class I just end up on Tumblr not paying attention anyways, and then I go over the powerpoints on my own after.

My photography class so far has been super boring, and we aren’t even taking pictures yet: we’re learning how to use a tripod and how to work a camera. I have my own camera and my own tripod, so I know how to work them… Yes, it’s a different camera but it still has a lot of the same features and settings so it’s not rocket science for me. It’s easy, and boring. I believe we actually start taking pictures next week, so I’ll go. But sigh. I was looking forward to that class so much, but it’s SO basic and SO boring.

At this point, I’m only in school because I know I NEED the education to get a job. My teacher before told me multiple times that I could easily be working instead of in college, but people won’t hire you without that certification. I mean yes, I’m learning a few new things but it’s honestly not enough to keep me motivated. Last semester, I only missed ONE class. I know that I’ll end up doing well in all of my classes (hopefully my Spanish class too) because I do the work and get it on time but it’s just so…. boring. I put everything off because the work, to me, is so easy that I just DON’T want to do it. It’s hard to get the motivation for it when it’s so basic and ‘follow these steps exactly and hand in your result. If it’s 1px off, you get a mark off’. Only now are we finally starting to get to actually fully CREATE our own projects. There are 3 classes that I’m liking: one where we’re designing our own action figure packaging, one where we have all kinds of projects where we get to design our own notebooks and notepads and other things and actually PRODUCE the items too, so we can use them. The last is a photoshop one where I am learning a bit, because the prof. is new but is showing us a lot of different things than the other ones do.

And my Spanish class is just a lot harder than I thought it would be, but I’m dedicated to putting in the effort for that one. When I’m not dying of pain, that is.

This song is Let it Rain by David Nail. It’s a pretty popular song on country radio around here lately, and I have to say I rather enjoy singing along to it. It’s a good song to sing to, he is a good artist and I also love his song Red Light. But some of the actual lyrics to the song… baffle me.

It’s essentially a song about a man cheating on his wife of seven years, and he is telling her. One of the beginning lyrics states ‘No seven years of good cant hide the one night I forgot to wear that ring’. So… you happened to forget to wear your ring. Washed your hands, took it off to do something, didn’t want to lose it, etc. Okay, understandable. Does that mean you forget that you’re married? Does taking off the ring automatically rid you of a wife? Maybe it’s just a way to cleverly say he cheated but still, forgetting the ring is no excuse. There is no excuse. At all. A guy told me last week (though said guys is a douchebag so, his opinion is moot) that Shania Twain maybe deserved to be cheated on, because she has a song about how ‘I can be late for a date, that’s fine but he better be on time’. And something about how even for a hot girl, sometimes the crazy outweighs that and they deserve to be cheated on.

1) We’re girls. Don’t question us if we’re late for a date, because we’re probably late because we’re pretty-ing ourselves up for you.

b) Nobody DESERVES to be cheated on. There is no excuse. If you want someone else, clearly you aren’t happen: break up with whoever you’re with. Yeah, it’ll be hard and yeah, it’ll hurt them like hell but not nearly as much as you cheating on them. Just end it before.

Also, “When the shades start coming down, the guilt you feel’s the last thing on your mind”. If you can cheat and not feel guilty, you do deserve that rain. You deserve everything that is coming your way. Granted, in the song he sings that “Every word, let it hurt, even more than I deserve” and he is accepting that it’s his fault. Though, it’s probably not even close to what he deserves. I just don’t see how he is surprised that she doesn’t love him anymore (even though she probably does, she just wont trust him and therefor it’s practically impossible to continue on in most cases).

I just don’t understand cheating. I don’t get why, or how, people do it. Have some respect, have a soul, or just be a decent human being. It’s not that difficult.

PS: I’ve never been cheated on, that I know of. It’s just a general opinion of mine.