I was reading something today about purging your brain of all the unnecessary stuff that you don't need to think about. Call it a brain dump, if you will, I'll call it a purge.
I am really glad my family is having Christmas at my house this year. I just hope it goes as well as I am thinking it should. My family is notorious for throwing the proverbial wrench in any sort of good working plans that they are involved in. Some of them, at least.
I still have Kim, Gayle, my dad, my step-dad, and a few various people at work to give gifts/holiday cards to. I have no clue what I am going to get any of them. Oh yeah and Chris's mom and maybe his sister because she's fun.
I realize that a lot of my gifts will have an accompanied, "It's better to give than to receive," mental attachment in my brain while I'm giving them, but I just need to focus on the main thing here, a sane Christmas.
Work will get back to normal on the 27th because we start closing again at 10p. I'm so happy about that. I hate being in that place until 12a every night I close. It's such bs. I just don't want to get really discouraged with that place, but I already feel like I am. After sitting down with one of my executives and having a talk about a week ago, I just became really upset. Is that all I'm seen as? Just because I try to be happy and excited at work, I come off as 1-a child, 2-unprofessional, 3-bad appearance(don't even get me started on that one), and 4-a bad leader. Ok, well, maybe it wasn't exactly those words, but a lot of things were brought up that really didn't need to be said.
Hypothetical situation: Someone has a HUGE scar on their face that everyone can see. Obviously the person acts like nothing's there, even though they live with it every day and probably are really insecure about it. If someone were to ever bring that up, even to ask, "Hey, what happened?" It would be a tremendous thing in the persons life for them to overcome only because no one is that uncouth to actually bring it up. Well...there are some people.
Same situation goes with me at work, the "scar" is some of the things I do that I can't help. Why in this world would you bring something up like that in a session in which you are suppose to be helping me try to better myself? Do you honestly think I am going to respond to anything you have to say after that? No. Some people...*sigh*
School. The other elephant in the room. I'm trying so hard to ignore it, but it just isn't working. Thank 8 lb 6 oz sweet baby Jesus for Kim helping me with next semester. She is going to show me how to time manage and get myself organized. Yeah, it sucks being 22 years old and have no clue what the hell you're doing. I must make all A's. There's no other choice. I wish that I could start over because I would do things so differently. Since I can't, I have to learn from my mistakes and move on.
Do I really want to stay at work? No. I love some parts of my job SO much, but others, I could really just pay someone else to do them and I would be ok with that. There's always going to be douche bag managers, employees, and peers. It sucks when there are so many.
I feel like I've lost so many of my friends. I feel like I don't have a life anymore. What happened to Jenny, Matt, Amanda, Josh, Brandi, Darla, Jessie, and countless others that I barely even talk to anymore? I don't even know when or where it started. I want it to change. I want to have social, educational, work, and still have some time to just be relaxed. It just seems to get harder and harder. How does everyone else do it.
I just need a life overhaul. I mean, there's 24 hours in a day. I want to sleep a preferable 8 of those hours, work another 8, and where do the other 8 go? 6 to school, and 2 for traveling and getting ready to do these things. There you go. There's life.
Where's the fun? Where did it go? For once in my life I wish I could just be a student. I guarentee my grades would be perfect if I was. I haven't been, "Just a student," since I was in 10th grade(16years old). When I talk to my parents and others about it, it was just me being, "Responsible," and a good kid. I've worked for everything I have, but I don't really think I have anything much to show for it nor the time to enjoy it.
I feel like I'm having a melt down.
really.
i do.