honestly, I still don't know where "ermagerd" came from, but that's irrelevant...I think...
Anyshooch, these workout classes and work ahve been killing my free time, well, obviously, but it's not like I've minded too much. I just wish I could have been blogging to you all more frequently. Also, it's hard to vlog when I dont' feel like I have anything to talk about. Nothing happens at work, really, school is ...school, except for that run, we all got lost and ended up having a longer run than we were supposed to . we guestimated that it was like 3-4 miles when it should have been "a little more than 2.2", since that's how long our last run was. It didn't hurt that much, or anything, and I surprised myself by completing it so fastly, and catching up with the rest of my class, but it got done, and I'm proud.
well, anyway, I've also been in a not so great mood because I found out that another family member went and died. aparrently, I don't get sad anymore. I just get mad...
but also, I think people have been getting too sensitive.
like, there's this new girl at work (I wish they would stop hiring new people and just give regulars more hours, but whatever), she told me that she didn't know how to do this one thing that I'm good at, but the manager guy sent her to do it anyway, and I sorted clothes. later, he comes back, we are extremely backed up because a of all) she's incredibly slow at this thing I do really fast, and b of all) she has these ridiculous nails on, and she keeps complaining about them. I ask him if I can have her room so I can do this thing because she even told me that she didn't know how to do it, and we're backed up, and he's all "no, I'll just help her", after shushing me because what I said might have hurt her feelings. I told him that she's the one who told me, and everyone is being too sensitive around here. - Once I've been somewhere too long, I stop caring about what comes out of my mouth to a point, but people really do need to grow a pair around that place, and by "people" I mean him...
so, anyway, that was the same day I found out. My mom has a magical habit of telling me these things RIGHT THE FUCK BEFORE I HEAD IN TO WORK. THANKS, MOM.
...see. angry, not sad.
thatisall.
Anyshooch, these workout classes and work ahve been killing my free time, well, obviously, but it's not like I've minded too much. I just wish I could have been blogging to you all more frequently. Also, it's hard to vlog when I dont' feel like I have anything to talk about. Nothing happens at work, really, school is ...school, except for that run, we all got lost and ended up having a longer run than we were supposed to . we guestimated that it was like 3-4 miles when it should have been "a little more than 2.2", since that's how long our last run was. It didn't hurt that much, or anything, and I surprised myself by completing it so fastly, and catching up with the rest of my class, but it got done, and I'm proud.
well, anyway, I've also been in a not so great mood because I found out that another family member went and died. aparrently, I don't get sad anymore. I just get mad...
but also, I think people have been getting too sensitive.
like, there's this new girl at work (I wish they would stop hiring new people and just give regulars more hours, but whatever), she told me that she didn't know how to do this one thing that I'm good at, but the manager guy sent her to do it anyway, and I sorted clothes. later, he comes back, we are extremely backed up because a of all) she's incredibly slow at this thing I do really fast, and b of all) she has these ridiculous nails on, and she keeps complaining about them. I ask him if I can have her room so I can do this thing because she even told me that she didn't know how to do it, and we're backed up, and he's all "no, I'll just help her", after shushing me because what I said might have hurt her feelings. I told him that she's the one who told me, and everyone is being too sensitive around here. - Once I've been somewhere too long, I stop caring about what comes out of my mouth to a point, but people really do need to grow a pair around that place, and by "people" I mean him...
so, anyway, that was the same day I found out. My mom has a magical habit of telling me these things RIGHT THE FUCK BEFORE I HEAD IN TO WORK. THANKS, MOM.
...see. angry, not sad.
thatisall.
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