REALLY?

There are 4 employees at work: One is having Thanksgiving two weeks early with her side of the family and her husband. One is originally from here- SO, her family lives in town- WHICH MEANS she probably doesn't even HAVE to travel. One, the manager, has a full-on family of her own. Husband, kids, and whatnot, no more than 30 minutes away from place of employment. [Yeah, that seems like a lot but, she drives that distance every day for work anyways.]

Now... every happy holiday experience I could know and love is at least an hour+ away. Every. Single. One. No husband, no local family, nada.

And I have to open on BLACK FRIDAY?
At 6 am?

REALLY?

And I'm working by myself, no less.

If it's a one person job the manager should do it! She gets paid more than me anyway.

PLUS, I had to work Halloween night.

NOT FAIR.

- Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit -

I wanted to post Mates of States cover of 17 Pink Sugar Elephants on here, but I couldn't find the audio anywhere but in my CD player. [Yes, CD player. (:] The cover is sooo good! Look it up on iTunes.

It's really hard to go from eating mint oreos to eating normal oreos. It's kind of like losing a best friend and buying a fish as a replacement. It just not the same.

Before this year I'd never consistently trekked up and down old main hill and I'm bittersweet about having to do it now. Those stairs are hell. There's no other way to put it. But on the other hand, I really enjoy that side of campus, the view over the hill just East of the amphitheater is so wonderful. This morning while I was walking home from class everything was just so beautiful and perfect. I really love Logan.

I've made a new friend up here. He's a grad student, working on his masters and teaching English 1010. For the past two years, I've spent all my time around the same people. I've been so anti-social. Really. And why? For one, I'm intimidated by awesome people. For two, I only like being friends with awesome people. Therein lies the issue. HA. But I'm getting over it. Hence, my friendship with Matt.

My ward is full of really great people, and I'm so thankful for that. I'm also thankful that I could get work off for FHE on Mondays so I can spend time with my ward. [I've never been able to do that, my whole college career!]

I've been working really hard for the last few months to better myself. I've decided I want to do what it takes to be reflected on as a good, positive person. Along with my no longer downloading music, I've been trying to be a better friend. I want all my relationships to be good ones, and I'm really working on that. I'm learning to say sorry. I'm learning to be productive. I've been more interactive with the real world- [ I have only pulled out my ear-buds once this whole semester!] I've decided to sacrifice my need to be a ridiculous person in able to become closer to the church and become what I'm here to be. I've been semi-diligently reading the scriptures and leaning on Heavenly Father for help. And I've been going to dance parties whenever I can- [the world would be a better place if everybody went to dance parties.]

To friends and acquaintances I've ever hurt,

I've been a vibrant music snob, a vibrant politics snob, just a vibrant snob in general. I've been negative and judgemental. I've been sarcastic. Cynical. I've made others and myself unhappy. I hope you can forgive me for all of that. I've come to the realization that we're all just dirty humans, trying to learn and do our best.

Lets go to lunch,
Mandy

- Kiss With A Fist -

Still haven't sold anything since I've been out. There was a man I came across today that I wanted to just punch in the face. He was saying something about how he figured out about our 'hidden contract' and whatever.. not important, thing is- he knew nothing about what he was saying and was completely ridiculous and wrong and I didn't think of what to say back to him till I got in the car. I HATE THOSE MOMENTS. I went home after that because he burned me out.

I got a postcard from Levi today .. Postcards are the best.

- Speeding Cars -

So. My 2d design teacher just puts all of my ideas through a shredder. It's not very nice.. And this is how I feel.

- Don't Sit Under The Apple Tree -

i got slashed open and left to bleed by my 2d design teacher. .. not really but almost.

I don't really know what to say about it except, she's upset my assignment was one day late (technically) and that I haven't been in class since March 24th. Which is kind of my fault, but mostly not, we didn't have class all last week because she went on vacation.

- For the full story read Megans blog post below -

"Today Mandy and I went to our 2D design class. It's been a couple weeks since we've been there. We missed critique day, which is the most important day to be in class. Not only does that mean that we turn in our projects late, but we missed the introduction of the next project. Then our teacher was out of town for a week, so we couldn't turn in our assignments immediately after. Mandy e-mailed the teacher to see what the assignment was, and got no response. The teacher didn't post it on blackboard.

Needless to say, we were not well prepared for class today. Not only that, but we got a lecture for showing up late. It was obvious to the whole class that the teacher was in a bad mood. We had to sign a list for the order in which we would go to the teacher and talk about our thumbnails for our next project. We didn't have thumbnails. We didn't even know what the project was. Not too mention, we had to turn in our project that was due almost two weeks ago (technically, only one class ago). I was terrified for my name to be called. I was at the end of the list. Mandy didn't even put her name on. Hah.

Finally when my name was called, I went up, trembling a little, and basically I just told her I had this project to turn in and I didn't have thumbnails to show. She said, "ok, just know I'll have to mark it late, and you should have thumbnails by Thursday."
...ok? No yelling? No bad looks? ... ok. Great.

So I sat down, and we waited for Mandy's turn. Mandy went up and I sat at the table and tried to pretend I wasn't listening. I vaguely heard the teacher saying, "You haven't even been here since March 24th ..." and "I'm going to have to mark it off at LEAST 50% because it's so late.."

Haha, Mandy and I have slacked off basically equally amount and she got it soooo much harsher than me. It's really sad, but it's also really, really, really funny. Sorry Mandy.

So then we left and spent the next 1/2 hour grumbling and insulting our teacher.

Good, good times."




Gotta love this! ^

- The News From Your Bed -

Actually, the news from my bed.. because I'm just laying here thinking about sleep and the days events..

Blah blah..

Pulled an all nighter

Went to sleep at 7 a.m.

Was partially awakened around 8 a.m. by a rude roommate talking to herself (yeah, I'm an art major, expect a paper scrap filled apartment).

(my self portrait collage assignment)

Went to critique.

Slept a few hours.

Worked.

Midnight- Went shopping at Smiths. While there, Elicia threw some whoppers at me which made me drop my carton of ice cream which made the lid pop off and somehow it landed with the top of the ice cream on the dirty Smiths floor. I almost peed my pants of laughter.. We took our contaminated ice cream back to the freezer section and picked out a different one. HA. Sorry to the kid who's going to end up unknowingly eating dirtied ice cream at his/her birthday party!

- Creepy Crawler -

I just had the scariest thing of my life happen.
Short version: Andee and I were sitting downstairs, minding our own business, talking to each other on facebook at 2 in the morning, like we normally do, and our neighbor came over and started banging/scratching on our door and windows for thirty minutes to freak us out. And while he was doing that (though we didn't see him) we assume he was wearing a clown mask because he messaged Andee and said "Why don't you come out and play, I'm just a happy clown" or something like that. Freaeeekakkkyyy.
We are all super mad. And probably will be forever.

- She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named -

I'd like to start off by saying- There's nothing like coming home from a really bad day at work, to find every single thing I own, except for my dishes, taken from downstairs and put onto my bed. Neat. OK. Next item of business..

Most often, I come out of work with stories about peoples children, students, political views.. and other good stuff. But today I came out with a singular story about one mean woman who undoubtedly beat out anyone else I've ever met at making me feel so miserable in such a short amount of time.

My job-
I'm a circuit trainer. I'm paid (my minimum wage) to sign members up, keep a good atmosphere, and help the ladies be successful. Part of helping these ladies lose weight, is making sure they are using the machines the correctly. This can be uncomfortable at times, correcting members, but it's something that I'm obligated to do and most woman are thankful for it. They would rather be corrected and successful than end up with a broken neck or pulled muscle because we didn't butt in.

My most common way of fixing poor machine behavior is by coming up next to the member and asking them if it's OK if I show them something they can change to have a better workout. Then I start telling them whether they want me to or not. The most common mistakes I fix are- not lifting elbows on the chest/back and not flexing feet on the adductor/abductor.

Today's case was that of the 'not flexing feet on the adductor/abductor'.

When she (who-must-not-be-named) came into my work, she didn't sign in. So, when she started working out, I went over and started trying to make conversation. I asked her what her name was and then asked if I'd met her before because I didn't remember if I had. She said we'd met the previous week and I apologized for not recognizing her and justified by letting her know I meet so many woman, it's sometimes hard to remember.

She went around the circuit her first time and continued onto her second. The whole time I watched, debating whether I should inform her of the importants of the recovery stations (she was skipping them) but I decided I would tell her next time she came in. I should of made the same decision, not to correct her, when she got to the adductor/abductor. When she was midway through using the machine, I went over to her and politely and kind of jokingly asked if i could give her a tip. After telling her, she fixed it for .05 seconds then went back to her old ways.

10 or so minutes later, she was on her way out and she came up to me. She handed me a travel pass and I realized she was from hyrum, so I asked her how it was over there. she said good.. then instantly bit my whole face off.

She told me how incredibly rude I was for singling her out in the circuit the way I did and that I was completely inconsiderate for correcting her both times she came in. Lovely. So I asked her when she came in last and she said Thursday. Well.. I didn't work Thursday. So trying to make her not feel as stupid as she was, I said that Megan had worked Thursday but we look alike so I could see how she mixed us up (we do NOT look alike). She then assured me that it was me working. Not someone else. Once again I told her I didn't work Thursday and she just cut me off and said "maybe it was Tuesday" and continued on about how rude I was. I did work Tuesday. But I had not met this lady before. She started telling me that I should have chosen a different way to correct her and that I should of passed her something to read. HA. A secret note? Yeah that's not.. weird and obvious.

I went to the back of the room and got her a paper explaining the muscles and how to use each machine and made her a photocopy so she could go home and read it. I then apologized for humiliating her and pointing her out, I let her know that I didn't mean anything by it and that I correct everyone that way. She-who-must-not-be-named then told me that "she's a teacher and she would NEVER point someone out" the way I pointed her out, because it was so inconsiderate.

At that point I asked her if there was one thing I could tell her right then, before next time, so I wouldn't have to point her out. She said yes with an eye roll. A mean one. And this is how it went-

"It's really important that you use the recovery stations becau-.."

"YEAH WELL IM NOT GOING TO. I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH PATIENCE TO JUMP AROUND ALL OVER THOSE."

"OK well.. "

.. She-who-must-not-be-named starts walking out the door.

"OK, once again, I'm sorry about pointing you out. I will try not to next time, and I don't know if I ever told you my name but it's Mandy."

"Mandy?"

"yup"

"OK."

"Bye she-who -must-not-be-named, drive safe."

Then I just about burst into tears because she really hurt my feelings. I try my best to be nice there, and yeah I'm a little awkward sometimes but that's not the same as being a flat out jerk.
I wonder if people (like she-who-must-not-be-named) who cause misery are ever happy themselves.