I had my second exam in Accounting yesterday.
I forgot to take it.
I can't turn it in late.
F. M. L.

Sigh. Today was a tough day. First I found out that through situations out of our control, we won't be able to move in to the apartment as planned. We're still planning to move in to the community, just not as soon as we'd hoped. But it's still something we're working towards. I'm not giving up. When I make a goal, I stick to it until I'm really left no other choice but to give it up. And right now, I'm not ready to give it up.

Then I walk into work to find out that one of my co-workers decided not to come in yesterday, and didn't call ahead or give any sort of warning. So all of her shifts this week were passed to us. I walked in there expecting to work 2-6, and instead worked 2-10. That was fun.

Even though today was a complete let down I'm still keeping my chin up and trying to stay positive. I have a nice chunk of money sitting in my bank account and that's always a plus. I'm saving most of it of course, but there is still a substantial amount~ I can use to buy a few things, and I can't wait to start. First I'm going to tackle all of the products I mentioned in my last post so that I can try them out and post mini reviews on here, since some of you said you'd be interested in reading those.

OT but thanks to virulencia  I got a dreamwidth account. Thanks bb <3

So I found out yesterday morning that the reason my hours were cut was because I'm not 100% awesome when using the register. That's really their excuse. Which, okay. If I suck at the register, take me off of it. But don't take away my fucking shift because that just doesn't make sense. 

Today I'm going to talk to the sort-of-manager and I will tell her that I don't want anything to do with the register. At all. Whether it's slow or not slow, I don't want to touch it. We'll see if they'll still take away my hours, because if they do, then it's just a personal problem they have with me. 

I was super frustrated yesterday. My day was awful because all I could think about was this lame situation. And every time I thought of it, I got sick to my stomach. I hate worrying about this shit, I hate feeling stressed, and I hate that this is happening in the first place. I don't know how to really deal with this. Part of me doesn't want to care, but this situation is definitely personal and it's getting to me. I was applying for jobs all morning because if there's one thing I won't do is take this shit. I don't deserve it. I work hard, I'm great with the customers, and I do my job. I get frustrated but who wouldn't in my position? The entire thing is unprofessional and unwarranted, and I want out of there as soon as possible.

My family agrees and they're willing to support me while I get this shit settled. I want to sit here and type every little thing about this situation but it would take me a long time and I'm lazy. I work 4-10. Hopefully I leave feeling a lot better than I do now. Wish me luck. 

I don't know what the hell is going on but lately I've been getting hit on by really creepy men at work. I work in my Dad's hispanic home-style fast food (sort of) restaurant and while the job does have its perks (I can never get fired, free food, easy work), this is becoming a problem.

The first incident happened two weeks ago. I let it slide, thinking he was just being a nice guy. Two hours later, the same thing happened and I thought to myself, "Okay, creepy, but I'm the youngest girl here so I'm guessing he thought he had a chance?"

In the past week I've gotten creepy advances from about six different males. SIX. It'd be different if, idk, these guys weren't sagging everywhere? Or were not 20 years my senior? Or were actually semi-attractive? BUT THEY'RE NEITHER OF THOSE THINGS. My biggest issue here is that it makes things so. fucking. awkward.

For example, I was refilling the utensils, napkins, etc. and this guy next to me dropped a few things.

Him: "I guess you're just making me nervous LOL!"
Me: "Right."
Him: "Are you new here? I haven't seen you around."
Me: ".."
Him: "I come here a lot, I love this place."
Me: "Me too."
Him: "Hey, do you want to maybe join me while I eat? *wink*"
Me: "..Sorry, I have to work."

What the fuck? Yes, let me just stop whatever I'm doing to come watch you, a stranger, eat. Someone who I don't know in the slightest. Yeah. I don't think so.

Earlier today there was another "incident", except this guy was more straightforward. I was serving him food, asking him what he wanted for his two sides. I'm going to translate it to English, but rest assured, it sounds a lot creepier in Spanish and with a pair of wagging eyebrows.

Him: "Um, for that one, I'd like white rice aa-and... gimme some, well... can I have you for a side?"
Me: "........"
Him: "Heh, I was just kidding."
Me: "..................."

I'm thinking these guys are pretty fucking desperate. I'm clearly not a bombshell, I look about 15 years old for fuck's sake! I was told this today actually. And yet these greasy old men flock to me. What am I doing wrong?

Today I woke up feeling like--pardon my french--absolute shit. I have a small flu bug thing and it leaves me feeling light headed, droopy, and very very achy (achey?). I took some meds (usually I don't but this time it's pretty lame) and hopefully I'll feel better. I still went to work but I don't think that helped. The busiest of the day at the restaurant is Mother's Day so of course I got sick today of all days. Oh and I also got Aunt Flo coming to visit as well. Super.

My sister and I bought my Mother a nice card, some summer clothes (she was complaining she didn't have any), make-up, and a DVD we knew she'd love (007 Casino Royale). She loved them all and even modeled some of the clothes for us and she looked pretty bangin' tbh.

To distract me from feeling all kinds of crappy I've been watching Battlestar Galactica and Star Trek the original series (to prep myself a bit for the movie). Tomorrow I might call out of work at the mall if I still feel like crap but I really want to see Star Trek so I don't know, I might get wheeled over to the movie theater tomorrow night. Maybe I'll guilt trip some of my friends to come along with me, who knows.

Happy Mother's Day everyone. Tell your mothers you love them, even if that's the last thing you feel for them at the moment. We won't have them around forever. ♥