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Wednesday, January 15, 2014

If you don't already know this, or I for some reason haven't mentioned it, I am in the culinary program at UVU. Now, don't get me wrong, I love it. We're in the kitchen now actually practicing how to make things, but my teacher is so tough. He grades us out of 150-200 points on just our work in the kitchen, and then we have homework every night. I may sound whiny, but I am seriously stressing out here because this class end's in February - next month - and my grade is already really bad. I really am trying but it's just hard. I'm starting to get a stomach ache because of this, and I cried today because all of the stress is really starting to come down on me. We've been in it for one week and my grade is already like this.

Along with this class I have also had work every day so far, and because I work as a nanny in the morning's and my class starts at 8:30 a.m., I get really stressed for the kids to get ready so that I can drop them off at the neighbor's house and I can leave the house at no later than 7:55, maybe 8:00. I have been getting to class on time most day's, but, of course, on the first day that I walked in a few minutes late, which was the first day of class, my teacher, Chef John, said right then that if we are even a minute late than that starts to take off 4% of our grade. Well, that is just great for me then.

So, because of this, I have been exhausted. On Monday when I was at my boyfriends place, I had just woken up from about an hour - two hour nap, and he asked me after a few minutes, "Is it your special time right now?" Really?

"No, I just ended." I said, trying to keep my voice neutral. "Why do you ask?"

"Well you've just seemed a little snappy today, and you haven't had much sleep. Just wondering." After he said that I didn't say anything else because I knew that I would just get mad at him, which I didn't really want to do. So, with a blank stare on my face, I looked at him for a second, then turned my head. Really? In what realm is it okay to ask a girl that? I think that girls can get away with asking other girls, but even then, you know? But for a guy, and no less, my boyfriend, to say that. Ugh. I love him, but sometimes he speaks before he thinks. Maybe it's just a guy thing, because a few year's ago when I was just in a bad mood and nothing else, my older brother, Lance, asked me if I was on my period.

Guy's, if you are reading this, do not ask a girl that. Even if she is on it, don't ask. Those are uncharted waters where you don't know what you're going to expect. We are emotional at this time, we can't help it. So for someone to ask that just makes you realize that you are being a little snappy and rude. And sometimes we just have bad day's, like I was having on Monday (because I had only had 3 hours of sleep, then went to work, and right after that, to class), but that doesn't mean that we are on our periods at the moment.

If you were thinking about asking a girl if she is on her period, you have been warned.

But the thing is, I knew how I was acting, I had even apologized for it several times, and yet he had the audacity to say that. I love him so so much, trust me, but sometimes he is really good at being blunt. Anyway's, I'm not mad at him anymore, I just needed to get that off of my chest.

So yeah, we'll just say that I haven't had much of a "stress-free" week.

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