My Dad’s Birthday

I drove to my parents and we drove to Cinemark in the North Hills. I was so excited to see the Nutcracker and the four realms.

Image result for Nutcracker and the four realmsI have seen the previews and I couldn’t wait to see the movie. Once we got to the theater, we went through the concession lines. I got popcorn, diet coke, and a water. I bought my parents popcorn and my dad some candy. My mom wanted a drink and daddy wanted a coke. Not a problem I was treating them since it was my dad’s birthday. Once we approached the box office, the usher scanned my phone. The tickets were on my phone. My parents were so amazed by that for some reason.

Once inside the theater, we took our seats and once the movie started, and I heard the familiar Nutcracker Suite started to play, and I was immediately in love. Something about the Nutcracker really gets me into the Christmas spirit.
When I was younger, my mom took me to see the Nutcracker for a few Christmases in a row. It was just a magical tradition for me as a little girl, the ballerinas, the grace and the beauty. Also, I took ballet lessons as a child (up until I was 15 years old). I think I wanted to be a legit ballerina.
After the movie, which was everything and more that I could have hoped it would be. I had to stop and use the restroom on the way out of the theater. After I finished my business, I stayed in the stall a few extra minutes and checked to see if my grade for my paper was posted. I was so nervous about it. I wanted to do well, and I had the TA look it over, so I felt confident, but something was bugging me about it for some reason.
Courseweb finally loaded, I saw that my grade for a paper was a C. I was one point away from a B-. I was going to have to rewrite. I was so upset. I cried.
When I got out of the bathroom, I told my parents. They felt so bad for me. They knew how hard I worked on it. They knew I sought help and yet still I got a C. I texted Drew and he felt so bad for me. I told him that I was probably going to have to rewrite. He told me that I should rewrite and just accept it. I was still going to pass since I did well on all my other assignments. I was still so upset. I just wanted to go home, but I had an appointment at the Apple store in Ross Park Mall.
When we arrived at the mall, I checked in at the Apple store. They said it would probably be about 2 hours. My parents had to go home and feed the dogs, so I just stayed behind. I didn’t want to be there, but I wanted to be alone. I was in such a bad mood. I just wanted to see my husband. I was dreading having to rewrite this paper, but I felt as though, if I did rewrite, I would be in a better place with my grade going into the final paper.
When I finally saw my husband, I gave him a big hug. I wanted to cry. I held back tears in the Apple Store. Finally, my phone was complete all I had to do was get my battery replaced. I was so glad to go home and get out of there. When I got home, Drew and I talked and he was so supportive and didn’t think I needed to rewrite but supported my decision to. I had to get a plan of attack together. First, I needed to talk to the TA tomorrow, and see what I need to do to improve. I was so anxious for class the next day.

Pitt Clinic

Besides it being a typical Monday. I had to make a stop at the Pitt clinic on my way to work. I woke up and my eye was so swollen and puffy. It was a little red in the corner. I bet it was from all the make up I wore over the weekend.

After I was seen they determined it was just a sty and it will go away in couple days. I am to put warm compresses on my eye 4-5 times through the day until it breaks open on it’s own, gross!

My eye was bothersome throughout the day, but I made it through. I wanted to get out of class, but I decided to suck it up and go. I was glad I made it through.

First Day of the Fall Semester

Today, was the first day of the Fall semester. I felt like I was as ready for my second semester as I will ever be. I had my book bag packed, syllabus printed and ready to go. All I had to do was get through the work day first.

At work, Nancy was off. I forgot that she was off today, or maybe she told me and I wasn’t listening that happens too sometimes. It was the first day of the semester. I had so many e-mail requests and syllabi to make copies of. Some students wanting into classes that were full, and etc. It was a bit of a nightmare, but I kept it under control and handled it pretty well.

When it was time for class, I left department at 4:15pm to go up to the classroom. I was going to be in this same room on Wednesday as well. When I walked in, the room was in pods, like grade school. I wasn’t sure about all that, but okay. I sat with Julia, because supposedly we were in the same reading group, so I guess that meant we were at the same table.

Honestly, the excel spreadsheet was pretty confusing. I don’t know how I felt about that, but whatever. I ended up being at the wrong table. Julia was at the wrong table as well. I didn’t know anyone at my discussion table, except this girl from the Dean’s office, that I had to pick up keys from a couple days ago. She recognized me and we talked, other than that I didn’t know a soul at the table.

After we got situated, she let us go around the room. She wanted to know our name, where we are from, and what we did over the summer that was interesting. After introductions, the professor introduced herself. She gave an overview about herself and her background and her interests. She seems intense but in a good way. I think she will be challenging.  I like that. She gives off good energy too.

Honestly, this class will be the reading intensive class 200 pages a class, and it is going to be interesting. I am ready for it I think, but I find myself confused over the assignment for next week. I am thinking too much about it I think. I don’t know. I am sure it will be okay. It is the first day.

After class, we were out by 7:10pm. I couldn’t wait to see Drew. I met him at the cathedral. He was just getting out of his Slovak class. I was wondering what he would say about his class.

When I met him at the cathedral, I felt so much better. I felt more calm about everything. He is my light. He told me about his class, and I told him about mine. He learned the alphabet in Slovak so far so good. I am proud of him.

Rough Day

Today is a rough one and it is only going to get tougher. Drew and I only got three hours of sleep last night. There was a scuffle across the street from our house. The police were called and about 5 of them showed up and an ambulance. There were loud noises. People shouting. It woke us up.
After that calmed down it was about 1am and we heard some more shouting and screaming. Drew called the cops and they came and checked out where we lived and the surrounding areas. We couldn’t quite pinpoint where the screaming was coming from, because it sounds like it is next door, but it was a street away. The cops didn’t find anyone, or hear anything.
So we tired to go back to sleep. We went to sleep and woke up again at 3am to the same scream and same noise. I said to Drew let someone else call the cops this time. Hopefully this will stop. Well it finally did, but we only got three hours of sleep, if that.
When it was time to get up and go to work, I was so tired. I didn’t want to move. We didn’t say anything to each other on the way to the bus stop, and then once we got on the bus we weren’t able to sit with each other. I had so much stuff. It was annoying. I love it when we drive in.
When we arrived to Oakland, we got Starbucks to start our day, kissed each other goodbye, and went to our buildings to start the day. It was a Monday and I didn’t really have the energy after the drama last night. I texted my cop friend. He said he would read the report for me and let us know what happened, but I haven’t heard anything yet.  I wish i didn’t have to go to class today. I am so annoyed and hormonal. I wish this darn period would start and I hope this week goes by fast. I have a few tasks to get done, but nothing too major. Better days a head right?

Music Department

Music Department

Today, was my first day at the Music Department. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but Drew walked with me to the Porch to get our $1 coffee. Our girl wasn’t there, who is usually at the window. She wasn’t there on Friday, either. I wanted to say goodbye to her since I will be working at the Music Department. I won’t be able to stop by.
Andrew walked me to my building, which is on 5th Avenue, cater-corner from the Cathedral. I wasn’t really all that excited. I wasn’t sure what to expect.

When I arrived, I called Paula. She came to the door and let me inside the building. She led me into her office, and we chatted a bit about the job, and my responsibilities. The position seemed simple enough. She took me on a tour around the building. The one classroom in the music building, was the old WQED studio, where Mr. Rogers would come to visit, which is pretty cool. One of the professors here, actually worked with Mr. Rogers, kinda cool. She took me to my office, and it is this tiny little room with a door, bookshelves, filing cabinet, and a fancy MAC computer. My office at Katz was so much bigger, and it had a window! The previous temp left me a thin document of the job description and where to find things, along with a set of keys.

My first day consisted of me just reading over the manual, and the e-mails that the previous temp was involved in. I was trying to figure out where she left off, and I begin.  I logged into my I-Tunes account, so I could at least listen to Apple Music. They have coffee here it Maxwell House, and it’s not that good. At Katz, they had K-Cups and Keurig. The IT guys came over around 9am and set up my computer, and gave me access to the servers and showed me how to screen share if I want to access my screen, on the front desk computer, while attending to the front desk. There is just not too much going on at all right now, which made for a long day. I only hoped it would pick up.

After work, I met up with Andrew at the Cathedral, and he could tell by looking at me that it was a long day for me. I told him this sucks and I did nothing all day, and I don’t even know who my supervisor is.  Even Paula was surprised she didn’t reach out to me. Once we got home, we watched Game of Thornes, and had dinner. I made roast again in the crock pot.