How do you know if you are in love?

We are so emotional.

One minute everything is fine, a little annoyance, but so what?  We bottled it, no matter if we like to admit it or not.  We hold it back because we don't want an argument, or worst, have someone think we are overreacting overemotional girl.  The next thing we know, it all flows over and here we are bursting in tears.

You say the wrong thing and things will escalate.  You say nothing at all and the waterwork will keep on coming.  You have no idea what's going on.

What to do...what to do?

Ask.  Yes, that's right.  Ask what's wrong, and just nod your head.  Don't say anything worth shit.  Just say you understand, acknowledge, and trying to put yourself in our shoe (difficult it may seems).

And then, hold us.

The End.

Turn that anger frustrating emotion into the emotion of gratitude and knowing that someone is there for you.  Turn the table.  Why not?  We are emotional right now, might as well turning it into a soppy emotions.

So, my theory from my last entry was a little off.  But, it was a good one for someone who don't know too much, don't you think?

So, it's 7:43am.  I was suppose to be here at 7am and I was.  However, I have the least important job in this building, the information assistance.  The most important job, the manager, who suppose to open this place is NOT here...I repeat, NOT HERE!  They are suppose to be here at least 30 minutes earlier than me, to open and to unlock everything.  Nope.  I got people coming up to me asking to unlock things so they can open their part of this complex.  There is nothing I can do about anything, it's so fustrating just to tell them "I'm sorry, there is nothing I can do right now until the manager get here."  People are wondering why the doors are not open.  One of the FA is calling the manager on duty that was suppose to be here, no answer.  Overslept?  Maybe.  Irresponsible?  Yes!  Maybe I'm just saying that because this is my first time opening and this happen.

This brings me to my point.  I love my job, the chillest job imaginable, but the least paying job.  This is good since I'm a full time student and a chill job is perfect for school and at the same time, earn some money.  However, it's situation like this that I wish I had a better job, perhaps the manager's job.  I consider myself responsible.  I always get my work done in school.  Whenever I have a job I have done my duty to the best of my ability and I am always eager to work and get things done.  And yet, I have not gotten a good paying jobs.  Why?  Why are the good jobs available to some unqualify lazy bastards while I'm still second jobless.  When I work for my dad, I host, wait table, clean, deliver, answer phone calls, and pack the food (everything, but cook...probably can) and I still worth $8/hr.  Now I'm a Information Assistance because I'm new to this job, but I bet I can work my way up to manager, what happened today just makes me want to because I know I am more responsible than that.  But, back to the point, I think it's so unfair that no one will hire me because I'm so young (18 years) and yet if they would only give me a chance I am probably the most responsible person, or at least someone who is willing to learn.  Nope, doesn't happen.

Anyways, still trying to find a second job to keep up the expenses of my education and living

EDIT:  More weird awkward moments with customers not getting in, the manager finally showed up.  It's 8am.  News flash, you are an hour and 30 minutes late.  It's embarrassing that an information assistances and the custodians are here earlier than you, Mr. Manager (who gets paid a lot better than either of us)!

More EDIT: My supervisor just got in.  There was a Board of Vistors meeting (apparently the meeting of the most wealthiest, powerful people with the board of this univeristy to make descisions on all the happenings of this university) was going on, and I had to tell the people 30 minutes ago that I'm sorry but there is nothing I can do about your locked doors to your meeting.  FML.