So I've noticed that I haven't really informed you all of whats been happening in my life. Other than my relationship status and the boy who has caught a hold of my heart. It must seem like I just jump from relationship to relationship, boy to boy. Haha. Well thankfully that is not the case. There were gaps between each relationship, but they were feeble and small gaps barely worth mentioning. Let's see where to begin...
I guess I should start off with my job or well jobs, haha. I assume that's pretty important right? I am currently working two jobs while joggling my blog, reading, and a relationship with Josh. And let's just say it's not easy trying but failing to multitask. Anyway, back to my two jobs, three times during the week I work at Rita's Italian Ice. I am a Treat Team Member. Basically my job is to make the ice, be a cashier, and make the treats people ask for. Pretty simple, right??? Wrong!!! It can be very stressful when you have to work by yourself or if you have a rude customer who decides to take their day out on you. It kind of sucks really but most of the time it's laid back. My other job has recently become a little more complicated. At giant, I started out as a underdog of all employees, a bagger. Then after a few months of being a bagger, they finally decided to train me as a Cashier. I have just recently added pricing to my career as well. I started learning it a few weeks ago and I like it so far. The only problem I have with it is that I have to wake up early in the morning and my boss is very fast paced. It's a little overwhelming actually but he listens when I say such things. The good thing is no matter how much I don't always want to get up in the morning or go to work, I still love my jobs. I feel like I am doing something that not many people do. Like my two jobs define me in a way that makes me feel almost whole as a person. I feel like not many people go out and get two jobs so they can live their lives the way they want to. But I could be wrong. I know at least three people who work two jobs.
The next big thing in my life is I finally dumped my old 1997 Saturn Sl and got myself a real car. Oh yeah, that's right. I am now officially the owner of a 2004 Saturn Ion 2. My old car, the Bat mobile as my little sister liked to call it, had manual roll down windows, manual lock and unlock because the clicker no longer was in service, needed oil like you wouldn't believe, and the Bat mobile did not like going over sixty when driving on the high way. Don't ask me how I survived driving that thing, but somehow I did. My new car has much nicer features, like power locks and windows and a sun roof which is a huge plus for me. Oh, I almost forgot to mention that my new car is a stick shift. This is my first stick shift. I've been driving it for a couple weeks now and I have defiantly gotten better at it. I'm so proud of myself. I'm finally coming into becoming that full rounded woman that I always talk about. A well rounded woman I believe should know how to drive stick, change a tire, change the oil, etc. My old car looked like it was made out of plastic and the color was dull and it wasn't really shinny like newer cars are today. My new car is a complete contrast to the old, being a better rounded car than it's older counterpart.
Of course, the scariest change to my life is college. I'm scared that once I start college, I won't have any time between my two jobs(one which ends in a few months) and my classes that my relationship with Josh will be forced to come to an end. And honestly, the more I think about it the more I worry about it. Josh and I love each other very much. When I told him about it, he said that would never happen but to a woman like myself who knows that these things do happen, I will worry nonetheless. I guess I worry that our love for each other won't be strong enough to hold us together as a couple. Espcailly while I am slaving away as a new college student and working my ass off to be able to afford my new car and college at once. Sure, going back to school after being away from High School for so long is defiantly going to be a change. But college will be different and to tell you the truth, I'm worried I wont be able to keep up with everyone else. I'm a smart girl(or so I've been told) but I'm not sure I will survive college.
I'm glad to say thought that through all my fears, I have started on the road toward college. I have applied to college and saved myself some cash in the process by taking advantage of the colleges free admission day. Then a few weeks after signing up, I got my acceptance letter from the Community College and my mother was literally jumping off the walls. Since then, I have gone back to take my Placement Test. I believe I did well on the writing and reading portion of the test. But the measly twelve questions I had for the math portion were like another language. I mean I recognized them but not in the way of which I could successfully solve them as a problem.