She waits for her roommate of course.
Actually, she waits for her other roommate because the first one tried to help her and she couldn't even make it past the front door of the apartment building.
So, I waited for Lauren and at midnight after she got back from class we awkwardly, pushed and pulled this long, heavy box up the stairs...bitching about how it's only times like this we really wish we had boyfriends. It was my new dresser, that I will be assembling hopefully sometime this weekend, that I ordered online last week. I'm trying to finish decorating my room, since the bed-bug situation seems to be under control for the time being, and since I'm going to be here for at least the rest of the year. A part of me thinks I delayed decorating because it didn't feel real to me that I actually moved across the country and started all over again in certain ways. So it's time to hang up some posters, put together my dresser and put my crap away. :)
I know I've been a bit of a slacker on the blog-writing thing. But I feel like I've had a pretty good reason, one that I'm going to try to condense and explain to you now.
I started working, and this week the days I haven't had class I've had work which means I have class three days a week and work four days a week. So, I'm trying to adjust to having less time to get all my school stuff done. This probably doesn't sound like that big of a deal but it can be considering the travel time it takes to get to work, and school and basically anywhere I want to go. Walking to CVS to grab a few odds and ends takes at least 20-30 minutes depending on how busy it is and if I know exactly what I need before hand. Getting to work can take 20-45 minutes depending on if the T is late and how full the T is. My being a fast walker only helps when I'm walking to the T or once I get off and have to walk from there. Although, I have realized I do walk pretty fast. When I go to class I try to give myself at least an hour to get there and sometimes I have to go to the library first to print things, so I'll give myself two hours. It also takes longer when the weather is bad and this week we had our first little snow storm, which delayed travel times a bit. I still haven't gone grocery shopping, even though I'd like to before work tonight, and ate my last two eggs this morning for breakfast. I will say one thing, I'm becoming much better at time management and I'm also getting really good at only buying groceries I know I will eat. So, I guess I can say thank you to my busy schedule for making me more efficient with my time and less wasteful.
School is good, but also very time-consuming. I'm taking a literature course and one writing course which means I'm constantly writing and reading. Luckily for me, I don't seem to have the same problem reading in the car that I do reading on the T, or at least not all the time. Plus, there is the time waiting for the T that I have to utilize as well. But something people don't seem to understand is that I could write for an entire week, every day and work on a poem or a paper and if it isn't just right, I have to start all over again and that week is gone. I'm not going to say it was wasted, but I'll never get it back and all I can do is move forward. Writing is sometimes a very un-rewarding vocation. But it's something that, at the end of the day, I love and that's why I'm here in the first place. It's just a little mentally trying at times. We are starting to try to assemble all of our final projects so I'll probably be even more busy in the up-coming weeks. I am so looking forward to Thanksgiving and by the time it gets here I think I will have earned it!
Lastly, being the new girl at work especially at a restaurant can have it's set-backs. For example, there is a girl who treats me like I'm an idiot, or a little girl even though from what I've heard she is only 6 months to a year older than me. She has, however worked at the restaurant for a while so she knows how things are supposed to run. We have clashed a little bit because I don't really like being spoken to in a condescending manner and my distaste is crystal clear on my face or in my tone of voice. I'm pretty good at hiding it from the guests at the restaurant but I can only keep a straight face for so long. My mom always told me that I could never hide my true feelings because my face always gave me away in the end. And honestly, it doesn't bother me like it used to. I can tell you that if she says one more thing to me this weekend, I will be giving her a little piece of my mind perhaps with some carefully chosen swear words mingled in. The reader's digest version of that little speech is "just because I'm new, that doesn't mean I'm an idiot." Or something like that.
Other than that, I'm great. I'm starting to feel like I'm making real friends and starting to get more comfortable within my little social bubble, which means hopefully in the near future I'll try to expand even further. And I feel like I'm starting to get some sort of semblance of rhythm in my life so that's nice too!
But I sure can't wait for the holidays!
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