I realized that after I’ve come to college, I’ve changed.
I’m rude
I don’t care about what people think as much
I’m obnoxious
I procrastinate
I’m lazy
I blow people off way too easily
I’m bad tempered
I forget to look on the bright side
I need a renewal.
I need to be a better person.
Oh hot damn, it’s finally over!
Weeks and weeks of 12-hour cram sessions and falling asleep while trying to choke German into my already overstuffed break and making poor attempts to study Chem while someone in the background is going “WHERE IS ANGIE WE NEED HER ON STAGE” and lab reports and work and studying and yearbook and studying and fun but badly timed social stuff and studying STUDYING STUDYING.
its over! wheeeee!
So what I got out of the last two incredibly flustered weeks:
- Never leave EVERYTHING last minute. Starting.. and finishing a 6-page paper in one day? Not fun. Learning 2.5 chapters of chem in one day? not fun. Doing two post-labs and a pre-lab in one night? not fun. Never. Again. pretty please?
- Not sleeping does really fuck with your mental capacity. since when did equivalence point = pH = pKa? fuck you, Lab. fuck you, lack of curve. Fuck you, fucking C-.
What I have to look forward to:
Dance Marathon!!! Please help me reach my mandatory minimum of 235! Any amount is appreciated, and if you don’t want to register, feel free to tell me you’d like to donate, and i’ll walk over to wherever you are. WHEREVER. seriously. I’m still 80 bucks short so PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE any amount is appreciated!
CN Afterparty! Boy oh boy do we deserve it for kicking ASS monday night! yay! I’ll looking forward to seeing all the new friends i met during the course of CN again.
Well. Time to figure out frREALS what major i want to be. fREALS.
Wish me luck!
||: Wake up
-> Jog/weights+Shower
-> Go to class
-> Come back from/ ditch class
-> do nothing for a while (usually involves google.com/reader
-> lunch
-> Go to class
-> Come back from class with a note book full of doodles and “I’m Gay” written by George while I am asleep
-> work/extracurriculars/do nothing
-> if its tuesday, more class
-> if its not, then more doing nothing.
-> chinese homework
-> sleep :|| <= repeat sign, for anyone who’s already forgotten music theory
note all the “doing nothing’s”
this is why i am up at 4 am in the night before my chem midterm, utterly fucked.
Never assume that what you do does not reflect your perception in other’s eyes, no matter what position you are in nor what your relationship with the other person is.
That’s what I’ve learned the last few days anyways.
Sometimes, it doesn’t matter how hard you work or how much you kiss ass… in the end, what you receive may just be chalked up to some bullshit reason such as “you just haven’t worked here for long enough” or “you’re female, you can’t handle the stress.” Of course, the latter has only been whispered among the other workers, a rumor of the discussions that went on behind closed doors, but it stings all the same.
Another note on interviews, which may be completely and blatantly obvious to some (But not really to me): even if you joke around with your interviewer on a day to day basis while on the job, keep tangents to a minimum, and don’t blabber. Oh, I am such a blabberer.
In the end, I can just be bitter.
But I suppose I’ll be the same as I always was, joking with my bosses, trying hard to be good when I can and be better when I can’t. Service with a smile, Hospitality First. That’s what it says on my name card, and, despite my disappointments, that’s what I’ll continue to provide.
On another note…
FACKK SCHOOL IS SUCH A BITCH. Why the FUCK is my life so fucking BUSYYY!!?!?! I got myself into it LOL and now i’m like OSHIT! AOSDFALSKFN!! too much! but its okay. Little sleep and lots of cramming these few days and I’ll pull through! Then a one week breather before its pretty much dead week again. ggmylife.
