Today I'm pondering the fact that I may or may not have health insurance through my company as of January 2014. A friend at work posted something about how she was going to be paying $200 a month for health insurance on JUST herself come January. (She has 2 kids as well!) So, as I'm sitting here listening to everyone complain about Obamacare, I'm just like "whatever, I have insurance...I'm good". Guess not!
The semester is coming to a close; we have 3-4 weeks left, depending on when finals are. I almost wish we weren't going on break. Its like whenever I want to have a break, there's not one anytime soon, and when I don't want one, we have a month long break.
I didn't realize before how much things can change in a split second. You think everything is going well, and you're building on everything that started at the absolute worst, then all of a sudden everything you've worked for means absolutely nothing.
Weight loss in progress. Progress will be posted as soon as some progress has been made.
My contacts are working very well. I finally figured out how to put them in AND take them out efficiently. I can see, and I don't have to wear my glasses to the gym - I can now SEE things. Oh lord, running made easy.
Work is great. I was talking to some girls from work, and they said exactly what everyone from work says when they first get a chance to talk to me, "I hated you at first, but now you're cool". Is it just me, or does anyone think their job is super important?
Imagine: You and your friend walk into a restaurant. No one is there to greet you, so you stand awkwardly for a minute or two until the host finally realizes you're there. She is rude, doesn't made eye contact and then walks you to the table and then leaves without a word. Your server greets you and gets your drink order. When the server comes back with the drinks, they ask if you're ready. You say no, so they say they'll check back in a few minutes. They walk away, and 5 minutes later you see them chatting it up by the back computer while being rude/loud/unprofessional. They then walk to the back, stay for another 5 minutes, and then come back to get your order. When your food is finally put in and you are waiting on your salads, you hear some employees cleaning up the table next to you gossiping/cussing/being unprofessional. Your food finally comes out and the food runner asks if you need anything else; you tell them you need ketchup and mustard and they say they'll grab it. 5 minutes later when your server gets back to you, they still haven't brought the ketchup or mustard, your food is cooked incorrectly, and someone walking by somehow managed to spill something on you without apologizing or offering to clean it up. Eventually, everything is situated and you're cashing out, just ready to leave because your experience has not been the best. A manager has not been over to talk to you, and your server did not do anything to help. Before leaving, you get up to wash your hands and use the restroom, but can't find it. Politely, you stop an employee to ask where it is; they rudely point to the back and walk away.
How would you feel? How would you react? Would you have asked for a manager? Would you have left the restaurant? Would you have noticed some of the problems in this situation? Personally, I would have probably just left. I wouldn't have wanted to raise a scene, but sometimes things like that can be very frustrating. Some of my coworkers, whether its accidental or not (including myself) do some of the things in this scenario thinking its not big deal. My problem with this is that if this happened to YOUR table, they might tell everyone they know not to come back because they had an awful experience. In turn, they will tell everyone they know, and then they will tell everyone THEY know. It gets to be a mess, and you can lose so much business because of one party's bad experience. Now imagine that not only one, but ALL the parties in the restaurant had a bad experience, do you know how many people that is? These guests that visit our restaurant keep us in business. This keeps me employed, and keeps food on MY table. Some of my coworkers get SO mad at me because I'm crazy OCD, but honestly...I wouldn't have it any other way.
I like rules. I like things to be the way they should. There are REASONS that these rules and regulations have been set the way they are, and there is a reason everyone has been told to follow them. I'm so tired of people thinking they are above the rules.
Life of a college kid. What do you think that means?
Yeh, well I can attest to all of the above. I haven't written on my blog in almost a year. For a while I just didn't write because I had time. Then I started to write, but never finished because I just didn't have the time. Then I finally had some time and I felt like it didn't matter if I wrote or not. Well, its time. Sometimes you just have things you NEED to say, but no one to vent to. I mean sure, I could vent to a lot of people, but it gets really annoying sometimes. So now, I'll just vent on my blog again to give them the choice whether or not they want to hear it.
Let's just start off with school. After this semester, I will have 69 hours. I will be done with my 5th semester, and I will OFFICIALLY be a junior. This doesn't seem like that big of a deal, but no one in my family has graduated college as a traditional college student. Now, I did take a year off during what was supposed to be my sophomore year. So I guess I'm not technically a traditional college student, but I still consider myself one on the '5 year plan'. I should be graduating in Spring 2015, which would be exactly 5 years since I graduated high school. If I can pull this off, I will be SO proud of myself, because I will technically have graduated in 4 years (of coursework) even after changing my major TWICE.
Right now I am taking Anatomy & Physiology II with lab, Speech Communication, and Introduction to Rehabilitation Sciences. I took Pilates and Weightlifting during the first part of the semester as well. So, at 10 hours, this has been my slowest semester yet. I am signed up for 16 hours next semester, and then 6 over the summer. (Last summer I dropped all my courses to work full time and save up money. That didn't work out very well, so I am 100% taking summer courses this year.) After this summer, I will have 91 credits, and be a SENIOR.
In my Intro to Rehab class, my teacher basically explains to us what our major is...what we can do with our degree once we graduate, and tells us about the different professions and grad school. Now that I am in my junior year and graduation is creeping up on me, my adviser has begun to talk about it. Knowing that I completely screwed up my freshmen year, I am terrified that I won't be accepted to ANY PT schools. If I do, I am well aware that it probably won't be in or around Savannah. I will probably have to move to another state, so its very stressful to think about.
Next, I'm going to talk about work. (This subject shouldn't be as long ;))
Although I'm only taking 10 hours at school, which technically is not full-time, I still spend at least 30-40 hours a week on school with out of class studying and class times. I love my major, so I REALLY love most of my course work. What's stressful is knowing that not only do I have to spend that much time on school, but I also work full-time. My hours have been cut recently due to other restaurants opening in the area (all the servers' hours have been cut at my store), but I usually dedicate my entire weekend to work, and my entire week to school. Work is stressful. Since I live with my boyfriend, we are in charge of putting all the food on the table, keeping the lights on, and making sure we have clothes to wear. I hear people forever talking about how they still live with their parents at the age of 25. That's cool and all, like they don't really have to pay for much...but I'll take the extra responsibility for all of my own freedom.
I have some really awesome friends. Seriously. I KNOW I am always running, and I literally forget to talk to people sometimes because I have so much on my plate. Even when I haven't talked to certain people in week or even months, they still come back into my life like there was no gap in between.
Keely, you went and got married and we still managed to workout together and go on Savannah shopping trips ALL the time. When I got into my major though, I know I started to suck at QT with you. Thanks for still being there for me.
Hannah, we probably haven't talked in like 5 months due to our work schedules being completely opposite. We've been through so much since 1st grade. Hating each other, loving each other, not talking to each other, working together. You will always be my best friend. I love you!
Taylor, you moved 11,000 miles away, and you wake up at 7 am to talk to me sometimes. I mean, I do the same, but hey. :) Even though we've been friends since 9th grade, I feel like we got so much closer SO quickly over the past couple months. I love you and I canNOT wait for you to get back from Australia!
Morgan, you're my freaking sister. You know that I am here for you 24/7 whether we talk daily or weekly. You 4 are so important in my life. Each one of you is in my life for a different reason, and I don't know what I would do if I was without any of you.
I have other friends who are just as important, but I don't have time to sit here and name you all. One day, maybe I'll just write a blog on every single one of my friends. Oh man, that'd be great.
So, I haven't curled my hair in like 9 months, and I'm in the process of it now. I will go finish that, and then probably study. Then I'm waking up at 6:30 to go to the gym with Princess Pratt. Then I have class tomorrow. I HAVE FRIDAY OFFFFFFFF. Like, no school, no work. I don't know what to do with myself. I may freak the f*ck out. I might go stir crazy sitting at my house. Maybe I'll just take a nap. I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH A DAY OFF.