Yesterday was my last day working at the Wolf Grill in the Warner Center. I have worked there for 3 years and it was a very emotional day for me. For the past 3 years I have came to class sporting my red polo and smelling like a cheeseburger.
It was like leaving behind a small family because I have learned to love all of them. When I told them I was no longer going to be working there, 2 of my bosses cried. Which in turn made me cry. I know that there will be plenty more of these times in the future, but it was really hard because it also opened up emotions about graduating next term and leaving WOU.
There is a lot of change for me in the near future. I hope that I can learn to deal with change, because it looks as if I have no choice.
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Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
Procrastination
Procrastination is something that always comes back to bite you. You put off whatever it is until the last minute and then suddenly realize that it is due tomorrow.
I always do this, no matter what it is. I am not one of those people who will find out about a paper on the first day of the term, go home and write it. I find out about the paper, realize the due date is during dead week and here I sit right now thinking about what I should write.
I always say to myself, "I will not be doing this next time. Next time I am going to be ahead of the game."
Well, here I am, 5th year of college, about to graduate next term and I have never been ahead of the game. I cannot blame anyone but myself, I put off these things. I always get my stuff done, and I generally do very well on it. I just find myself frazzled with tons of things to do.
I am going to say it once more, "next term I am going to be ahead of the game."
Doubt it. Haha.
I always do this, no matter what it is. I am not one of those people who will find out about a paper on the first day of the term, go home and write it. I find out about the paper, realize the due date is during dead week and here I sit right now thinking about what I should write.
I always say to myself, "I will not be doing this next time. Next time I am going to be ahead of the game."
Well, here I am, 5th year of college, about to graduate next term and I have never been ahead of the game. I cannot blame anyone but myself, I put off these things. I always get my stuff done, and I generally do very well on it. I just find myself frazzled with tons of things to do.
I am going to say it once more, "next term I am going to be ahead of the game."
Doubt it. Haha.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Snow
I live 6 miles up a mountain and snow has been a problem on and off through the past week or so. The snow cleared up mostly by Saturday night and we were able to leave and go into town again. This morning/ afternoon I woke up from my friend texting me asking how much snow I had. I responded "oh not much, cleared up on Saturday." She said, I have about 5 inches. That startled me and I looked out my window. We also had 5 inches and there was no way I would be leaving in my car. I had to call my mom and have her come home and pick me up and take me to the dentist. My car locks were frozen and my doors would not open. My backpack was in there.
This just added to my problems and continued to make for a horrible Monday.
This just added to my problems and continued to make for a horrible Monday.
Oral Surgery
One week ago, I started getting this pain in the back of my mouth. It was really irritating and only really affected me when I ate, coughed or sneezed. On Thursday, it started hurting really bad and I couldn't eat at all. So I missed work on Friday and went to see the dentist. Turns out that my wisdom tooth was coming through and it was infected. Food had been getting stuck down in the side of my tooth and causing it to be infected. They decided my best option would be to have it surgically removed right then. I had the nitrous stuff on my nose to help me relax and they then cut my tooth out. It was a pretty simple procedure but they sent me home with 2 pain pills and a pill to help with upset stomach because the side effects of pain pills are horrible.
After basically sleeping through 2 days of my life, last night it started to hurt really bad. I thought maybe I forgot to take my pills, so I took my pills and went to sleep. This morning I woke up in tears and immediately called my dentist. I am in excruciating pain. I went to the dentist today and was told that not only do I have a DRY SOCKET, I also have tissue trauma from where I bit my incision when it was numb. So now I have a week more of pain pills and a note to miss class and work until Wednesday.
I would much rather be at work and class than have a throbbing, sore, painful wound in my mouth.
HAPPY MONDAY!
After basically sleeping through 2 days of my life, last night it started to hurt really bad. I thought maybe I forgot to take my pills, so I took my pills and went to sleep. This morning I woke up in tears and immediately called my dentist. I am in excruciating pain. I went to the dentist today and was told that not only do I have a DRY SOCKET, I also have tissue trauma from where I bit my incision when it was numb. So now I have a week more of pain pills and a note to miss class and work until Wednesday.
I would much rather be at work and class than have a throbbing, sore, painful wound in my mouth.
HAPPY MONDAY!
Monday, February 21, 2011
A day off
So, yesterday was my first day off in 9 days. I was so excited to do nothing all day and to be home. It was my first night in 7 nights to sleep in my own bed, and shower in my own shower. This commuting thing is really getting to me, but I am happy to say that I only have to do it 2 days a week next term.
Yesterday I woke up and did nothing. Literally. I stayed in bed for hours, and around 2 in the afternoon I got up and walked into the living room and sat on the couch the remainder of the day. It was the most amazing day I have had in about 6 months. I watched a Criminal Minds marathon on TV and ate junk food.
This morning I woke up to head to work and saw that my mom was awake, she told me that she was not feeling very well and her hands and feet were all swollen up. If I would have left her, she would have been by herself all day long. So I covered my shift at work and stayed with my mom all day. It ended up being like another day off, so it was kind of nice. Stinky that my mom needed me to stay with her for that reason, but nice to spend the day with her.
Anyways, I have requested to start having the same day off each week so that I do not find myself in the 9 day streak again. I do not think that I can handle that. I live in Molalla, go to school and work here in Monmouth and also work in Clackamas. It is 57.4 miles to Monmouth from my house and about 58 miles from Monmouth to Clackamas and drive that almost daily. Next term will be very different because I am not going to be working at the Wolf Grill anymore.
Yesterday I woke up and did nothing. Literally. I stayed in bed for hours, and around 2 in the afternoon I got up and walked into the living room and sat on the couch the remainder of the day. It was the most amazing day I have had in about 6 months. I watched a Criminal Minds marathon on TV and ate junk food.
This morning I woke up to head to work and saw that my mom was awake, she told me that she was not feeling very well and her hands and feet were all swollen up. If I would have left her, she would have been by herself all day long. So I covered my shift at work and stayed with my mom all day. It ended up being like another day off, so it was kind of nice. Stinky that my mom needed me to stay with her for that reason, but nice to spend the day with her.
Anyways, I have requested to start having the same day off each week so that I do not find myself in the 9 day streak again. I do not think that I can handle that. I live in Molalla, go to school and work here in Monmouth and also work in Clackamas. It is 57.4 miles to Monmouth from my house and about 58 miles from Monmouth to Clackamas and drive that almost daily. Next term will be very different because I am not going to be working at the Wolf Grill anymore.
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