ups to balance the downs
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karriezaiSo I've been having a horrible first week of school, but today it balanced out.
Monday I woke up to my alarm at 7:30 knowing I should go to my first class (MATH214 at 9am), but dead tired. I decided that it wouldn't hurt to miss the explanation of the syllabus, and I needed the sleep, so I went back to bed for a while and then got up to go to my 11:15 class (which is at a weird time, huh?). That went fine --
But I had to take my boyfriend to work between that class and my two o' clock because his car was still in the shop (making a round week it had been there so far), and then I was late to PSYC221. Fortunately it's a lecture, so not a terribly huge deal. After that, MATH315, which McLaren is teaching--awesome. She's the coordinator for the teachers' math courses, and definitely the best professor for it, but during the semester it's actually pretty rare to end up in her class.
Yesterday I took Danny to pick up his car, only it wasn't done yet when they said it should be, so I had to drop him off at work. This made me ten minutes late for my three hour class at 1, and if that's not bad enough, I was exhausted and fell asleep for a good half hour during class. I didn't miss anything, but that doesn't stop it from being incredibly rude.
Today I woke up at 8 to actually go to my math class, left in time to get there, only to find that New Hampshire was crazy backed up. I never would have made it there on time, so I made a u-turn after sitting in traffic for ten minutes and barely moving a mile, went home, picked Danny up to go get his car for real this time. Okay cool. Car was ready. But they did a crappy job fixing the dent and he had to have them buff it out some more, which made the whole thing take 30 minutes longer and I had to wait to make sure he had a ride in case anything else went wrong. This made me nearly 15 minutes late for my 11:15 class despite the fact that we left to pick up his car at 9am.
There are two aspects of the bright side. First: I sold back my books Monday afternoon, got $120, and used a little better than half that to buy materials for Long Island Iced Teas (only we substitute peach schnapps for triple sec). So yay.
Second, and better: I got the job at Hard Times Cafe! It took a while for them to get back to me, but they finally did, and he had me email him my schedule and when I want to do orientation. I'm going for ASAP; I'm off school and work tomorrow because my one Thursday class doesn't start until next week, so that'd be a good day, or Friday between my two classes (there's a four hour gap, holy jesus) or Saturday before work.
I was supposed to work at Starbucks tonight but I asked if Christine wanted my shift; she was only scheduled for 4 hours this week. She said she'd take it, so that's good. I get a rest tonight. Yay.
Um there's more but I'm tired. I'm thinking I might take a twenty minute nap here.
Monday I woke up to my alarm at 7:30 knowing I should go to my first class (MATH214 at 9am), but dead tired. I decided that it wouldn't hurt to miss the explanation of the syllabus, and I needed the sleep, so I went back to bed for a while and then got up to go to my 11:15 class (which is at a weird time, huh?). That went fine --
But I had to take my boyfriend to work between that class and my two o' clock because his car was still in the shop (making a round week it had been there so far), and then I was late to PSYC221. Fortunately it's a lecture, so not a terribly huge deal. After that, MATH315, which McLaren is teaching--awesome. She's the coordinator for the teachers' math courses, and definitely the best professor for it, but during the semester it's actually pretty rare to end up in her class.
Yesterday I took Danny to pick up his car, only it wasn't done yet when they said it should be, so I had to drop him off at work. This made me ten minutes late for my three hour class at 1, and if that's not bad enough, I was exhausted and fell asleep for a good half hour during class. I didn't miss anything, but that doesn't stop it from being incredibly rude.
Today I woke up at 8 to actually go to my math class, left in time to get there, only to find that New Hampshire was crazy backed up. I never would have made it there on time, so I made a u-turn after sitting in traffic for ten minutes and barely moving a mile, went home, picked Danny up to go get his car for real this time. Okay cool. Car was ready. But they did a crappy job fixing the dent and he had to have them buff it out some more, which made the whole thing take 30 minutes longer and I had to wait to make sure he had a ride in case anything else went wrong. This made me nearly 15 minutes late for my 11:15 class despite the fact that we left to pick up his car at 9am.
There are two aspects of the bright side. First: I sold back my books Monday afternoon, got $120, and used a little better than half that to buy materials for Long Island Iced Teas (only we substitute peach schnapps for triple sec). So yay.
Second, and better: I got the job at Hard Times Cafe! It took a while for them to get back to me, but they finally did, and he had me email him my schedule and when I want to do orientation. I'm going for ASAP; I'm off school and work tomorrow because my one Thursday class doesn't start until next week, so that'd be a good day, or Friday between my two classes (there's a four hour gap, holy jesus) or Saturday before work.
I was supposed to work at Starbucks tonight but I asked if Christine wanted my shift; she was only scheduled for 4 hours this week. She said she'd take it, so that's good. I get a rest tonight. Yay.
Um there's more but I'm tired. I'm thinking I might take a twenty minute nap here.