It's just the orientation today, training doesn't start until Monday, but I think I've changed my outfit about five times. I'm so excited and nervous! I know I'm going to enjoy the job, and I think the people will be awesome to work with, but -First day on the job!!!
It's just a half day, so I don't go in until 12. I'm trying to sit quietly and watch tv, or read, but I'm so full of energy I just want to squirm! And then, after work, I am going to my graduation ball. Graduation is next week, but the ball is tonight. I have my dress and everything, so I'm all excited. Today is going to be a great day! It will!
I refuse to be depressed about the job front. I only worked 3 hours this week, and haven't heard anything on the jobs I've applied for, but I have enough money to see me through January, and I'm hoping that I'll find something before then.
Whenever I start to feel sorry for myself, I keep reminding myself that things could be much worse. My minor was in History, with an emphasis on the Depression and World War 2. I've read letters written to FDR, begging for clothes and food and money to see people through the winter, and I am thankful I have a roof over my head and food for myself and the cats. If I get desperate, I can always work for Walmart again until something better comes along.
I go in for X-rays on my back on Monday, since it has steadily been getting worse, but I can still walk and live my life almost normally, so I'm thankful I'm not worse. I know there are so many out there worse than me, and that my own situation could be so much worse, so every day I'm allowed to enjoy my cats and my family is a blessing that I don't want to squander with needless worry and fear.
My friend is taking me out for dinner tonight at the resturant her SO works at. Neither one of us is expecting anything from our families for graduation, as money is so tight everywhere, but we figure that we've been helping each other out for the past two years, and now it's time to celebrate our accomplishment! In the end, the only thing that really matters is that we made it, and we worked damn hard. There were a lot of obstacles, but we did it, and that is something worth having a drink over.
I know a lot of you are going through difficult times. That this season is giving people troubles the world over. I just wanted to say that I'm thankful for all of you, and that so long as we stick together, so long as we don't give up, we'll be OK.
My mom takes care of gentleman who's 97 years old. I have dinner with them sometimes and he tells me stories of listening to the fireside chats of FDR and the struggles he went through early in his life. Our world stood together and overcame horrible times, and we can all do the same again. So for everyone out there who's having a rough patch, just remember that things will get better.
Take care of yourselves, all right?
I'm really starting to worry now. Please send me some good thoughts job-wise. Hopefully I'll have something by Jan and won't have to worry about rent and stuff, but, oh, goodness, I'm starting to panic!!!!
I just wanted to do a quick post and let you all know what's happening. My dad is out of ICU but is not doing well. My sister is with him now, but I will be flying down to take her place in a few weeks so she can get her flat and classes sorted out before flying back to England.
Apparently my aunts, my father's sisters, are being total bitches about the whole thing, won't even let us stay with them. And in order not to upset my dad even more we can't say anything, so even though I want to just yell and scream and totally give them what for, I'm going to have to bite my tongue and be a dutiful and good daughter and just have a few pillows close at hand to punch.
My brother, who has had a bad relationship with my dad for several years, has not even spoken to him or that side of the family. Things are just falling down around me and, honestly, I feel like I'm about to shake apart I'm so tired and stressed.
The only good thing is that my classes are wonderful and I love my professors, although there is a lot of homework to do. All of them have been very understanding about me having to take a few days off and are working with me on getting my assignments in. Also, the 7 Straight Nights candlelight vigil is still planned, and I have a few more people who will be attending. No speakers, but at this point I really just want it to be done with it and hope it doesn't turn out too bad.
But I am looking forward to it, and hopefully I won't totally blow it. Wish me luck!
As to other news, well, not much going on. I am currently looking for a job for when I graduate in December, putting my application out there and hoping someone will bite. I'm getting a bit nervous now that the graduation date is getting so close. Still no sign of a love life, but I figure that once I actually settle down a bit and get a more permanent job something might show up.
And now, I spam you all! Not dial-up friendly, sorry. These are just some pictures of my apartment. I rearranged the furniture yesterday and am rather proud of how it turned out. Also, I baked a pie today, so I figured I would throw that in, too, as I am inordinately pleased with how well it turned out. Enjoy!
And that's it. Yeah, I know, my life is boring. So what is everyone else been up to?
It was a long day today. My mom decided on Tuesday that she was sick of storing everybody's stuff in her storage shed and so had a massive cleaning. I hadn't realized I had so much stuff, and I spent most of the day going through boxes and trying to find room for it all. Why was my stuff still in storage? Well, long story short, before I joined the Army I lived with my dad to help him out after his stroke. When he was able to take care of himself and steady again, I joined the Army and then was stationed in Korea for a year. I could only bring 500 pounds of stuff with me to Korea, which actually isn't a whole lot, so I had to leave a lot of stuff behind.
Three months before I came home, my dad decided he absolutely could not stay here a moment longer and moved to Florida. Without telling me, or giving me a chance to do anything, he packed all my stuff up and my mom was pretty much forced to keep it for me, since I was living in the barracks and didn't have room. That was in 2003. Five years later, we were finally able to get to my stuff, since it was in the very back of a very large storage shed with three other people's stuff in front of it. 20 boxes!!! I went through 20 boxes yesterday and today. I had forgotten I had a lot of the stuff, such as my porcelain dolls and all my knick knacks, but, oh, Gods, it was tiring. I had to go through my closet and dresser to get rid of a lot of clothes to make room for the ones I just re-found. So, the good news is I finally have all my jewelry, knick knacks, clothes and books (oh, Gods, three boxes of books alone! Yay!) in one place again and can, you know, actually get to it. Yay! On the other hand - 20 boxes!
So, yeah, that was my day. I think I'm going to bed now.
Paper is finished and turned in! It took a lot of BSing, but the damn thing is done and I am done with that class!
Actually, it wasn't really a class, more like an alternative to internship, so I'm happy. Still... DONE! Now all I have to do is study for my history and biology classes, take the finals and be done with the semester. I get three days off then summer semester starts. Whew!
I think I can, I think I can, I think I can!
Sorry, I am sooooooo tired. I was up until 3 this morning, when the drugs kicked in, and then had to be up at 8. Urgh! I think my brain has the consistancy of pudding right now. I'll be in the other room, passed out on the floor.
*Melts into puddle of good*
*Focus, Piplover, foucs!*
Do any of my fellow students find themselves doing this? And if so, do you have any tricks to get your mind to focus? I've been particularly scattered this last paper because finals are in less than two weeks and the shit is starting to hit the fan. Meep!
Ok, back to work.
Biology test on Monday, 5 page paper on immigration due on Tuesday, and 12 page paper on the effects of advertising on body image for men and women is due on Friday. I haven't started either paper, and I'm freaking myself out studying for this biology test - it's over 8 chapters! Her tests are about 80 questions long, with only 50 minutes to take them!
The immigration paper won't be too much of a problem, but the 12 pager paper is a rat bastard! I've already done the research, have the books and such. I just - God, where do I start?
Only four weeks left! Then finals, and then summer semester starts.
I can do this! I can!
Yeeeeaahhhh. I'm screwed.
How are you all doing?
The good: I got a call on Monday that I had won a prize from a drawing I had entered during Christmas, and last night I picked up my new MP4 player. Yay! I have been thinking about getting one, so I was pretty excited. I'm looking forward to downloading some music to take on walks.
The bad: I had a biology test today that had been delayed from Monday due to the snow. I studied for it, but my brain and biology just don't like to mix. I know the words, but I swear it's like listening to Charlie Brown's teacher when the Prof lectures. I just can't make sense of it. I think I managed to pull a C, but that may be wishful thinking.
The ugly: The biology lecture is given in an auditorium, so we sit in those crappy seats with the fold down itty-bitty desktops. The girl sitting next to me during the test hadn't put hers all the way down, and I really wasn't paying attention as I had just fried my brain trying to remember what the hell phospholipids did and such. Anyway, long story short, I rammed my leg into the edge of the desk that was jutting out. The picture doesn't really do it justice, and the angle makes my leg look disturbingly huge, but I think it conveys at least a little bit just how ugly this bruise is turning out to be. I'm afraid of what it will look like tomorrow!
As for school, I'm managing to keep up with my homework, though it's a constant race to finish it before it's due. I have two tests and paper due next week, but I'm pretty sure I'm all right. I'm more concerned with the 12 page paper I have write for my special interest class on the history of sexism and gender biasing in advertising. The paper is due on Feb 6th and I'm having trouble tracking down all the books I need. Why did I pick that subject again?
Here's a question for my flist. I'm hypoglycemic, but I usually don't have any trouble with it. Today I had a sandwich at lunch before my lab, around 11:50, but about 5:00 I suddenly got really shaky and sick. Does anyone else suffer from hypoglycemia, and if so, do you also get sudden, unexpected crashes? I'm wondering if it's because I didn't have my fruits and veggies today. I usually eat at least 2 oranges and a banana or two, and make sure I have at least some spinach or lettuce. I didn't have time today, though. Hmmmmm. Anyway, any thoughts?
Hope everyone is having a good day and are doing well. Take care!
*Falls down in a boneless heap*
I am in my penguin pajamas, about to put a Muppet Christmas Carol in and do some Jiffy Pop popcorn since I don't have a microwave yet. My tree is up and I have eggnog in the fridge. It finally feels like Christmas!
For all my friends, I'm sorry I haven't been around much, but the last few months have just been crazy and insane. I'm only sending cards to a few people, but if you would like an e-card, just email me your addy or post it below, whichever you feel most comfortable with. I know it's a cop-out, but I just don' t have the money or the energy for more. I love you all, but I have cats to feed. :)
Take care everyone, and have a good night. I'm going to go make some popcorn and watch muppets!