Picking My Brain

Wow, I didn’t realized it had been so long since I had posted! Well, I have some time this week, so let’s get all caught up.

My last post was about becoming a college student again. That is going very well. I’m getting good grades and I’m getting all my work in. I accidentally slept through two english classes last week, though. Tuesday I had come home from work in the morning and stayed up to finish an essay I was working on. I went to sleep for a few hours and set my alarm to get up to be there in time. I heard the alarm go off and turned it off and laid back down to wake up. I woke up what I thought was only a few minutes later, to find out that it was 3:30p, two hours later and one hour after the start of my class. Then the next day I came home from work, stayed up to work on some more homework, went to my journalism class at 10:10, then came back to the apartment at 11:30 to finish more homeowrk that was due in my english class. I finished early, so I decided to nap for an hour before I went back to class. When I woke up, Ben was home. I made up all of my work though, and was in class on Thursday, so it’s not a big deal. I just can’t miss any more classes. But my english class is over on Oct. 12, so that shouldn’t be a big deal.

I met up with Liesle last week. She’s still seeing and talking to Chris. She told me that they were out again. They were at the mall and she was holding hands with him, then later when they were back at his place watching a movie, she was leaning against him. She doesn’t want to get back together with him, but she said that she couldn’t help it. I explained to her that she’s sending him mixed signals, and it’s not fair to him. It’s giving him false hope because she keeps saying she doesn’t want to get back together with him. She saw the guy she met at the club again. She went over to his apartment and ended up spending the night (which included sex). I’m not so upset about the sex this time, though I do think it was too soon - but she is single now so I suppose it’s alright. I realize I’m more prudish than most. I was 21 when I first had sex, and that was with Ben, who I’m going to marry. After he and I first had sex I thought maybe it had been too soon, we had been dating for a month before we slept together, but three and a half years and an engagement later, I think it was okay and I’m glad that I waited for him.

It was weird after I told Ben that Liesle had slept with this new guy. She called me while she was on her way over to his apartment to let me know what was going on and was wondering if she was going to sleep with the guy. When I mentioned this to Ben after I got off the phone with her, he said “wow, she’s turning into a slut!” When I told him a few days later though that they did sleep together, he was okay with it. I asked him what had changed that now it was okay for her to sleep with him, but two days ago she was a slut for doing it, but he wouldn’t give me an answer, even though he seemed to have one. I give up on trying to figure anybody out.

I have some time off this week, from work at least, due to a two day suspension. There are these stupid little reports that our area manager requires us to do three a week. They are called “Observation and Coaching” forms. Since Wawa is so anal about safety, managers are supposed to do one of these reports every time we see someone following teh safety rules, or more importantly, breaking them. We are supposed to talk to the person, explain why their action was unsafe (or thank them for following the rules) and get them to promised not to do it again (or contiune). In Wawa you can seriously get fired for not following all of their safety guidelines exactly. Nobody does the reports right though. If we see something bad, we remined the person that that’s the wrong way and to use the right way (and show them if they don’t know) then we just fill out the report. If we see something good, we don’t say anything, we just write it up. It’s easy to forget how many you’ve had for the week and our district manager is anal about having at least three a week, so the store manager made the rule that we do one every day we work. Well, there was one week a month for the past three months that I only had two per week. So the district manager suspended me for two days. I don’t really care, it’s more time for me to be at home and to get homework done, and it’s not like it means a whole heck of a lot. So I worked overnight Sunday into Monday, I had off Monday into Tuesday, then Tuesday into Wednesday and Wednesday into Thursday I’m also off. I work Thursday into Friday and Friday in Saturday, then I’m off again Saturday night.

Well, I’m off to finish up an essay that’s due today at 2:30. Plus I still have to get showered and dressed. So I’ll try to keep my postings up to date, just in case anybody ever reads my blog. If you do, please comment. It’d be nice to know that I’m not writing to nobody (though I know Ben and his mother read it and they definately aren’t nobody).