On Saturday my dad and step-mom came to visit. We went to HV and they bought me groceries!! My cousin was working so we chatted with him for a bit and made plans to have dinner together later. We had a lot of free time after so my dad wanted to visit CMU just to see what the campus/school was like, in case I do end up going there. We got back into town at about 430 and went to Flat Branch to meet up with J and Gi. It was my second time going there but it was so delicious. I got the Flat Branch Burger which is topped with artichoke dip. My mouth is watering just thinking about it.
At the end of dinner, Gi handed me a CNY red envelope. It’s weird getting one from them because I always forget that they’re married now, and it’s customary once you’re married to give envelopes to those younger and aren’t married. I mean it’s nice to have a few extra bucks, but I feel bad taking it from them because well, it’s weird. No other way to explain it. Haha.
This week has been stressful. For the most part, days end with me coming home, getting some reading finished then falling asleep at like 10, then waking up at like midnight and realizing that I still have a butt ton of things to finish. As a result, I haven’t been able to watch much of the Olympics which make me sad. Take 17 credit hours, they said. It won’t be that bad, they said. I can already tell you I’m stressed out. And pathophysiology is not making it any better. But maybe I’m being melodramatic.
Checker training day 1 went well. It was mainly computer stuff that familiarized you with the system and different types of produce. And also the alcohol test, which I still haven’t passed yet because you have to get 100% and I kept getting 90s then the last time I took it I got a 70 and was about to break the computer screen. So I have to get that soon, or I won’t be able to check. Tomorrow I’m demo-ing and Sunday I think I actually get to check. Super nervous about that.
Next week is going to be hella busy again. And on Tuesday I’ll either want to cry in a hole or smile for the rest of the week, if you know what I mean. What’s meant to be is meant to be I guess.
Peace out, girl scouts.
PS. I’m going back to the marina this summer. Mixed feelings about this.