on sunday, i celebrated my 22nd birthday. i went home for the weekend and spent some lovely quality time with my family. it was actually quite nice! lots of family came to see me and wish me a happy birthday, and i'm going to get a very practical gift from my parents of a fake tooth implant..weird, i know, but i've been wanting one for a while so i'm very very excited. the only problem with going home is that practically no homework gets done, so i'm taking off work early today to go home and finish my test for my last class. pretty amazing, i know. in addition to the test, i'm going to proof everyone else's papers (in my group) and put together our final report. i will most likely not be sleeping tonight. but that's ok, because it's all over on wednesday evening :)
this weekend, my friends and i are going to have a birthday dinner and bar hop downtown. that should be interesting. on my 21st birthday, i drank irresponsibly (not too much, just mixed) and was really sick the next day. on sunday, i have to work from 12 to 3, so i definitely can't be drinking like that. plus, i think that the medication i'm taking aggrivates the effects of drinking. this isn't necessarily bad news, since my body has a tough time handling alcohol anyways.
the boyfriend countdown has reached two weeks! i'm missing him terribly and i'm very excited for him to come home. it's going to be the best reunion ever :)
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
riddle me this
ok, kids. why is it that when i look for a flight for one person, the price is substantially lower than when i search for a flight for 5 people? haven't airlines ever heard of bulk discounting? it's insane...if 5 people are flying, that spreads out the fixed costs associated with running the plane more than one person flying does. those savings should be passed on to customers, but they're not. so what gives?
another conundrum that i have is with people who drive under the speed limit on the way to work. it puzzles me even more when the car that said slowpoke is driving is supposedly a "fast" car. whatthehellareyoudoing? do you not have somewhere to be right now? lucky you that you don't have to work and get to take lazy morning drives, but the rest of us are in a bit of a hurry! get the frick out of the left lane, mofo!
i am happy to report that i only have three class periods left until i am finito with my undergraduate degree! yessssss! i am so excited to not have class...plus, this will be the first time in summer that i don't have a course during the second half of summer. fawesome. i don't even know what wonderful things i am going to be doing with myself in all my free time! (joking, i don't actually have a ton of free time!)
my schedule will probably go something along these lines:
total hours in one week: 24*7= 168
eating: 1.5*7 = 10.5
weekdays: work 9-5+ (40 - 50 hours at most)
weekday nights:
hip hop dance on thursday nights: 2 hours
softball on friday nights: 4 hours
weekends:
yard/house work: avg 9 hours
sleeping: 8*7= 56 hours
left over: 37.5 hours!
that's 37.5 hours a week to spend on spending time with friends and family, looking for a job, reading, watching movies, shopping, playing music, creating art, working out, cooking, or whatever else i feel like! that is so dope. i will be doing my best to squeeze the most that i can out of those hours. maybe i'll take another dance class...or perhaps a spinning class! oh, that would be sweet for my buns of steel :)
also, i have about 20 days to go until my boyfriend gets home, meaning i'm halfway there! ahhh! i'm so excited to see him. i will most likely be tackling him in the airport...and i don't care what anyone thinks.
another conundrum that i have is with people who drive under the speed limit on the way to work. it puzzles me even more when the car that said slowpoke is driving is supposedly a "fast" car. whatthehellareyoudoing? do you not have somewhere to be right now? lucky you that you don't have to work and get to take lazy morning drives, but the rest of us are in a bit of a hurry! get the frick out of the left lane, mofo!
i am happy to report that i only have three class periods left until i am finito with my undergraduate degree! yessssss! i am so excited to not have class...plus, this will be the first time in summer that i don't have a course during the second half of summer. fawesome. i don't even know what wonderful things i am going to be doing with myself in all my free time! (joking, i don't actually have a ton of free time!)
my schedule will probably go something along these lines:
total hours in one week: 24*7= 168
eating: 1.5*7 = 10.5
weekdays: work 9-5+ (40 - 50 hours at most)
weekday nights:
hip hop dance on thursday nights: 2 hours
softball on friday nights: 4 hours
weekends:
yard/house work: avg 9 hours
sleeping: 8*7= 56 hours
left over: 37.5 hours!
that's 37.5 hours a week to spend on spending time with friends and family, looking for a job, reading, watching movies, shopping, playing music, creating art, working out, cooking, or whatever else i feel like! that is so dope. i will be doing my best to squeeze the most that i can out of those hours. maybe i'll take another dance class...or perhaps a spinning class! oh, that would be sweet for my buns of steel :)
also, i have about 20 days to go until my boyfriend gets home, meaning i'm halfway there! ahhh! i'm so excited to see him. i will most likely be tackling him in the airport...and i don't care what anyone thinks.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
the usual bitchfest
good news, everyone! my boyfriend's mouth is now whole again, as he is sporting a lovely set of new front teeth. and at a third of the normal price. spectacular!
school will be over shortly enough - 12 days from tomorrow. i am sorta kinda counting down the seconds. however, these next two weeks will be work-filled and stress-ridden. wish me luck.
right now i am, as almost always, at work. i loathe the idea that i spend more time working than i do in the outside world. maybe i can get a job that affords me more time out of the office than in it. because it's not the "working" part that bothers me, it's the part about sitting in a cubicle for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week. i recently saw a surveillance video of this dude freaking out at work and destroying the office, and i can sort of understand his pain. when i think about the fact that i've got YEARS of this crap to look forward to, it make me really sad inside. thank goodness i'm getting paid, or else none of this shite would be worth it. i'm also looking for more "career-like" jobs right now. my preference is toward something in the area that doesn't sound like a scam (which happens a lot when you're looking for a marketing job) and doesn't include the word "intern" in the title. i'm getting a little frustrated by the lack of real jobs available though, as a vast majority are either telemarketing or sales, both of which i hate. i can't stand being sold to, therefore i refuse to do a sales job.
"Right now, this is a job. If I advance any higher, this would be my career. And if this were my career, I'd have to throw myself in front of a train." - Jim Halpert
in other news, i have the house to myself for the next two weeks, save for the next two weekends, in which i will be traveling to my hometown for various reasons, including attending church and going to an eye doctor's appointment. i will also be celebrating my birthday and father's day. my mom asked me a month and a half ago if i was coming up for father's day, to which i replied, "but that's my birthday." she replied, "uuuhh, yeah" which basically meant that she didn't care whether o not it was my birthday, it was father's day that day so i needed to come up to them (instead of them coming down to see me.)
i know that i'm getting a little too old to make a big deal about my birthday. a good general rule is that when no one else cares about your birthday, you no longer have any right to make a fuss about it. however, i was planning on celebrating with friends that weekend, but i can't, as i will be two hours away from them. it's just annoying to have plans but them have them broken by your mom, who doesn't give a shit what you want to do, just what she wants you to do. i also understand that you can't have things both ways...my parents still fund my existence, so i can't NOT do what they want me to do. i'm ready to be financially independent so that i'm no longer leashed. i know that sounds terrible and i'll probably hate myself in the future for being such a selfish bitch, but i am frustrated right now.
i used to have a friend who tried all sorts of things to cut me off from my parents he didn't understand how you could live away from home but still be under the control of your parents. he didn't do what his parents said, even when he was still living at home. he felt that he was old enough to do what he wanted. but he didn't understand that it's not about age. it's about money. and as long as my parents financially support me, i am under their control. that's just how it is. and there's nothing that i can do about it, other than to get a job, make money, and move out or start taking over mortgage payments. all that, and stop complaining about it.
which is difficult, as i complain a lot.
yet another aspect of my personality that i have to either own up to, or change. sometimes, i discover something about myself that i really don't like. this complaining thing is one of them. but that's why i have a blog...so i can infest the internet with my stupidity, while (trying to) keeping other people free of it. what i really need to do is get my head out of my butt, fix the things i don't like about myself, and get over the things that i can't. i am sure the world would be a better place for it. actually, in all likelihood, the world wouldn't give a shit, because it never did in the first place.
revelation for the day over. i'm out.
school will be over shortly enough - 12 days from tomorrow. i am sorta kinda counting down the seconds. however, these next two weeks will be work-filled and stress-ridden. wish me luck.
right now i am, as almost always, at work. i loathe the idea that i spend more time working than i do in the outside world. maybe i can get a job that affords me more time out of the office than in it. because it's not the "working" part that bothers me, it's the part about sitting in a cubicle for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week. i recently saw a surveillance video of this dude freaking out at work and destroying the office, and i can sort of understand his pain. when i think about the fact that i've got YEARS of this crap to look forward to, it make me really sad inside. thank goodness i'm getting paid, or else none of this shite would be worth it. i'm also looking for more "career-like" jobs right now. my preference is toward something in the area that doesn't sound like a scam (which happens a lot when you're looking for a marketing job) and doesn't include the word "intern" in the title. i'm getting a little frustrated by the lack of real jobs available though, as a vast majority are either telemarketing or sales, both of which i hate. i can't stand being sold to, therefore i refuse to do a sales job.
"Right now, this is a job. If I advance any higher, this would be my career. And if this were my career, I'd have to throw myself in front of a train." - Jim Halpert
in other news, i have the house to myself for the next two weeks, save for the next two weekends, in which i will be traveling to my hometown for various reasons, including attending church and going to an eye doctor's appointment. i will also be celebrating my birthday and father's day. my mom asked me a month and a half ago if i was coming up for father's day, to which i replied, "but that's my birthday." she replied, "uuuhh, yeah" which basically meant that she didn't care whether o not it was my birthday, it was father's day that day so i needed to come up to them (instead of them coming down to see me.)
i know that i'm getting a little too old to make a big deal about my birthday. a good general rule is that when no one else cares about your birthday, you no longer have any right to make a fuss about it. however, i was planning on celebrating with friends that weekend, but i can't, as i will be two hours away from them. it's just annoying to have plans but them have them broken by your mom, who doesn't give a shit what you want to do, just what she wants you to do. i also understand that you can't have things both ways...my parents still fund my existence, so i can't NOT do what they want me to do. i'm ready to be financially independent so that i'm no longer leashed. i know that sounds terrible and i'll probably hate myself in the future for being such a selfish bitch, but i am frustrated right now.
i used to have a friend who tried all sorts of things to cut me off from my parents he didn't understand how you could live away from home but still be under the control of your parents. he didn't do what his parents said, even when he was still living at home. he felt that he was old enough to do what he wanted. but he didn't understand that it's not about age. it's about money. and as long as my parents financially support me, i am under their control. that's just how it is. and there's nothing that i can do about it, other than to get a job, make money, and move out or start taking over mortgage payments. all that, and stop complaining about it.
which is difficult, as i complain a lot.
yet another aspect of my personality that i have to either own up to, or change. sometimes, i discover something about myself that i really don't like. this complaining thing is one of them. but that's why i have a blog...so i can infest the internet with my stupidity, while (trying to) keeping other people free of it. what i really need to do is get my head out of my butt, fix the things i don't like about myself, and get over the things that i can't. i am sure the world would be a better place for it. actually, in all likelihood, the world wouldn't give a shit, because it never did in the first place.
revelation for the day over. i'm out.
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