Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Spain pains
This trip is not going anywhere near as well as I was hoping it would.
Number one, this foot injury that's come out of nowhere has torpedoed pretty much every plan I had for my first week in Spain. I had wanted to go on hours-long hikes of the surrounding neighborhood to where I'm staying, just to see what I could find; that has so far proven impossible. I also have no idea how to go about finding a doctor, and my roommate works all day long on days that a doctor's office would be open. This also threatens to compromise my further plans of going to other cities and walking around.
Second of all, during this trip I was looking forward to meeting and hanging out with foreign women, with the secondary goal of getting better at speaking Spanish in the process. As it turns out, it's extremely intimidating to try and approach a woman when you can barely communicate with her; suddenly wit and charm become useless, and it's all about body language charisma, something that I sorely lack with strangers. So, that's been a bust thus far.
And about speaking Spanish... I still suck at it. I realize it's only been a week, but I don't feel even an inkling more proficient in it than I was before I got here. At best, I've maybe learned like 10 new words, and I couldn't even tell you what they are right now.
I am not a fan of the food here either. Nothing is filling to me, and everything is filled with copious quantities of vegetables, which I don't really like. The supermarkets are filled with strange foods, many of which don't look very appetizing.
I guess that's all. I just needed to vent somewhere, and people on Facebook don't want to see this depressing crap on their news feed. Maybe it'll get better soon.
Number one, this foot injury that's come out of nowhere has torpedoed pretty much every plan I had for my first week in Spain. I had wanted to go on hours-long hikes of the surrounding neighborhood to where I'm staying, just to see what I could find; that has so far proven impossible. I also have no idea how to go about finding a doctor, and my roommate works all day long on days that a doctor's office would be open. This also threatens to compromise my further plans of going to other cities and walking around.
Second of all, during this trip I was looking forward to meeting and hanging out with foreign women, with the secondary goal of getting better at speaking Spanish in the process. As it turns out, it's extremely intimidating to try and approach a woman when you can barely communicate with her; suddenly wit and charm become useless, and it's all about body language charisma, something that I sorely lack with strangers. So, that's been a bust thus far.
And about speaking Spanish... I still suck at it. I realize it's only been a week, but I don't feel even an inkling more proficient in it than I was before I got here. At best, I've maybe learned like 10 new words, and I couldn't even tell you what they are right now.
I am not a fan of the food here either. Nothing is filling to me, and everything is filled with copious quantities of vegetables, which I don't really like. The supermarkets are filled with strange foods, many of which don't look very appetizing.
I guess that's all. I just needed to vent somewhere, and people on Facebook don't want to see this depressing crap on their news feed. Maybe it'll get better soon.
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
El Centro de Madrid
Things I learned during my all-day trip to downtown Madrid:
-Spanish people do NOT fuck around while driving. You know when someone does something on the road that you feel was a risky jerk-move? That's par for the course here. Everyone does that ALL THE TIME. The bus I was on literally pulled out onto the highway in a lane where a guy was barreling toward us at full speed and had to change lanes to avoid us.... and this happened TWICE, once during each trip. I couldn't believe it. An interesting side effect of this is that everyone is a very skilled, very precise driver. I consider myself in the top 1% of USA drivers, and I'm not sure I could hang over here.
-Spanish radio stations play mostly American music, of completely random genres. During the ride uptown, I heard some 70's disco song, followed by Celine Dion, followed by "We Don't Need No Education". On the trip back, I heard some kind of Beatles-like, 60's happy-happy song followed by "I'm a Creep" by Radiohead, followed by Ke$ha.
-I learned just how effective public transportation can be when done right. Once I was done with uptown, I had to force myself to figure out the subway system (why was I forced to? More on that in a minute), and once I did, I was back at the bus hub within 10 minutes and on my way back to the house 5 minutes after that. I couldn't believe how efficient the whole thing was. I wish something like that could be implemented in Charlotte, but I guess it's too spread out.
-It SUCKS walking long distances on concrete sidewalks when you can barely put any pressure on your foot. My foot was still in pain when I woke up this morning, but I didn't want to spend a second day stuck in the apartment so I tried to tough it out. I can't say it was a bad idea exactly, but man did I pay a high price for it. I was barely able to make it to my final destination (before I headed home). I literally cannot walk on it right now. I will probably be laid up for two more days because of this.
-I had a sense of this before today, but now it's confirmed. Everything is wayyyy more compact in Spain (Europe in general?). Buildings are closer together, streets are narrower, the space inside of buildings is sparser. Most of the businesses I've come across have been about the size of that newspaper shop in Carolina Place Mall (the one by the food court). This includes restaurants with tables to sit at. And forget about parking spots; they're ALL FULL. ALL THE TIME.
-The mall I randomly came across while wandering around uptown was pretty lame. It had four categories of store: Stores for women (including clothes, perfume, etc), restaurants, an eye-glasses store, and one book store. I was hoping to take an interesting picture inside, but there wasn't anything worth documenting.
That's all for now.
-Spanish people do NOT fuck around while driving. You know when someone does something on the road that you feel was a risky jerk-move? That's par for the course here. Everyone does that ALL THE TIME. The bus I was on literally pulled out onto the highway in a lane where a guy was barreling toward us at full speed and had to change lanes to avoid us.... and this happened TWICE, once during each trip. I couldn't believe it. An interesting side effect of this is that everyone is a very skilled, very precise driver. I consider myself in the top 1% of USA drivers, and I'm not sure I could hang over here.
-Spanish radio stations play mostly American music, of completely random genres. During the ride uptown, I heard some 70's disco song, followed by Celine Dion, followed by "We Don't Need No Education". On the trip back, I heard some kind of Beatles-like, 60's happy-happy song followed by "I'm a Creep" by Radiohead, followed by Ke$ha.
-I learned just how effective public transportation can be when done right. Once I was done with uptown, I had to force myself to figure out the subway system (why was I forced to? More on that in a minute), and once I did, I was back at the bus hub within 10 minutes and on my way back to the house 5 minutes after that. I couldn't believe how efficient the whole thing was. I wish something like that could be implemented in Charlotte, but I guess it's too spread out.
-It SUCKS walking long distances on concrete sidewalks when you can barely put any pressure on your foot. My foot was still in pain when I woke up this morning, but I didn't want to spend a second day stuck in the apartment so I tried to tough it out. I can't say it was a bad idea exactly, but man did I pay a high price for it. I was barely able to make it to my final destination (before I headed home). I literally cannot walk on it right now. I will probably be laid up for two more days because of this.
-I had a sense of this before today, but now it's confirmed. Everything is wayyyy more compact in Spain (Europe in general?). Buildings are closer together, streets are narrower, the space inside of buildings is sparser. Most of the businesses I've come across have been about the size of that newspaper shop in Carolina Place Mall (the one by the food court). This includes restaurants with tables to sit at. And forget about parking spots; they're ALL FULL. ALL THE TIME.
-The mall I randomly came across while wandering around uptown was pretty lame. It had four categories of store: Stores for women (including clothes, perfume, etc), restaurants, an eye-glasses store, and one book store. I was hoping to take an interesting picture inside, but there wasn't anything worth documenting.
That's all for now.
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Alright, so I have this idea for a completely original story. It has the potential to turn into a full blown epic novel, and people, places, and events are already coming to life in my head.
The problem is that I have no idea how to begin. So I'm going to write about it here and see if it helps me organize my thoughts.
The setting is a made-up place that I haven't named yet. On this planet there are two wildly different societies. One is almost exclusively made up of magic users (not called "magic" in the story; I need to create a name for it), and the other has no magic, but has excelled in technology, and has cities that would be futuristic even by our standards.
Technology and "magic" cannot exist side by side. Anything that creates an electromagnetic field disrupts the flow of "magic", and vice versa, to where fields of equal strength end up canceling each other out.
A thousand years ago, there was only one society, where the magic users dominated over those who weren't born with the gift. Then, the giftless discovered electromagnetism, and suddenly they had hope for the future.
Over time, cities developed that harnessed the power of technology to mimic the "magic" that they had been denied access to. However, as more and more giftless moved away from the magic-powered societies, those societies became less and less diluted, to the point where it is now very rare for someone to be born with no magical ability within those societies.
Now, we follow the journey of one young man from a magic society who was born without the gift. His family wants him to stay with them so they can take care of him, but ultimately he decides to make the journey to the nearest giftless city, whose landscape he's always been able to see on the horizon from his village.
Meanwhile, elsewhere on the continent, a young woman is being pursued by governments from both societies. Somehow, she is able to use her magic powers even in the presence of electromagnetism without any disruption. As the only known person in history who has been able to do that, she is wanted by everyone. But maybe she doesn't know that that's why she's being pursued.
There will also be diplomatic intrigue between the leaders of these two societies, leading up to a potential war.
That actually did help, typing it out like this.
The problem is that I have no idea how to begin. So I'm going to write about it here and see if it helps me organize my thoughts.
The setting is a made-up place that I haven't named yet. On this planet there are two wildly different societies. One is almost exclusively made up of magic users (not called "magic" in the story; I need to create a name for it), and the other has no magic, but has excelled in technology, and has cities that would be futuristic even by our standards.
Technology and "magic" cannot exist side by side. Anything that creates an electromagnetic field disrupts the flow of "magic", and vice versa, to where fields of equal strength end up canceling each other out.
A thousand years ago, there was only one society, where the magic users dominated over those who weren't born with the gift. Then, the giftless discovered electromagnetism, and suddenly they had hope for the future.
Over time, cities developed that harnessed the power of technology to mimic the "magic" that they had been denied access to. However, as more and more giftless moved away from the magic-powered societies, those societies became less and less diluted, to the point where it is now very rare for someone to be born with no magical ability within those societies.
Now, we follow the journey of one young man from a magic society who was born without the gift. His family wants him to stay with them so they can take care of him, but ultimately he decides to make the journey to the nearest giftless city, whose landscape he's always been able to see on the horizon from his village.
Meanwhile, elsewhere on the continent, a young woman is being pursued by governments from both societies. Somehow, she is able to use her magic powers even in the presence of electromagnetism without any disruption. As the only known person in history who has been able to do that, she is wanted by everyone. But maybe she doesn't know that that's why she's being pursued.
There will also be diplomatic intrigue between the leaders of these two societies, leading up to a potential war.
That actually did help, typing it out like this.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
College is going pretty well, despite some setbacks.
My first two semesters back, I made straight A's. This semester, my current averages are an A and two B's, with plenty of room to improve.
I wonder if I'm doing college right, though, despite my good marks. I've only made one new friend from my classes since I returned, and I barely speak to her anymore. I've heard that college is supposed to be the time to make the best friends of your life and have fun, but I'm not doing that.
Then again I'm not sure I want to do that. Is it possible that I've moved past it? I already have plenty of friends, and I'm a fair bit older than most of my classmates anyway. The only thing I feel is missing from my social life is a girlfriend, and most women in college are too young or immature for it to be worth it.
Then again, I hear networking is a vital tool to use in college, so I'm a little torn. I guess if I do choose to socialize, it should at least be with groups that might be beneficial in a networking capacity. Otherwise I'll probably just keep to myself and wait for someone interesting to come along.
My first two semesters back, I made straight A's. This semester, my current averages are an A and two B's, with plenty of room to improve.
I wonder if I'm doing college right, though, despite my good marks. I've only made one new friend from my classes since I returned, and I barely speak to her anymore. I've heard that college is supposed to be the time to make the best friends of your life and have fun, but I'm not doing that.
Then again I'm not sure I want to do that. Is it possible that I've moved past it? I already have plenty of friends, and I'm a fair bit older than most of my classmates anyway. The only thing I feel is missing from my social life is a girlfriend, and most women in college are too young or immature for it to be worth it.
Then again, I hear networking is a vital tool to use in college, so I'm a little torn. I guess if I do choose to socialize, it should at least be with groups that might be beneficial in a networking capacity. Otherwise I'll probably just keep to myself and wait for someone interesting to come along.
Friday, February 24, 2012
111 days to go
I watched "500 Days of Summer" last night. Very good movie, and realistic in all the important places.
Through the whole thing I found myself constantly thinking back to Hybre, and wondering if the real reason she broke up with me is because she just didn't have those feelings for me (as opposed to my theory that she felt too strongly for me and got scared).
No, I would then think to myself, The situation was different with her. Just because it happened that way in the movie, doesn't mean that's how real life is.
Isn't that always how it is, though? The one whose heart is broken always comes up with reasons why things were different, and rationalizes ways that they can win her/him back. Maybe sometimes they're right, but I bet that a lot of the times they're wrong.
So here I am, waiting for Autumn.
Through the whole thing I found myself constantly thinking back to Hybre, and wondering if the real reason she broke up with me is because she just didn't have those feelings for me (as opposed to my theory that she felt too strongly for me and got scared).
No, I would then think to myself, The situation was different with her. Just because it happened that way in the movie, doesn't mean that's how real life is.
Isn't that always how it is, though? The one whose heart is broken always comes up with reasons why things were different, and rationalizes ways that they can win her/him back. Maybe sometimes they're right, but I bet that a lot of the times they're wrong.
So here I am, waiting for Autumn.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
It's not you, it's me. Actually, no, it's just you.
I've learned something recently. I'm not sure why it took so long to figure out; maybe I'm just slow on the uptake.
When someone (particularly a woman, but I'm sure guys do this too) says "I'm just not ready for a relationship right now", what they almost certainly mean is "I don't want to be in a relationship with YOU."
I didn't even want anything serious with this one, either. I'm just kind of annoyed that she went to great lengths to avoid any appearance of even approaching a relationship, going so far as to refuse to go out for dinner around V-Day, and then 2 weeks later, "Hey, I'm kind of seeing someone. I thought you should know."
Well it's a good thing I wasn't in love with her or else my heart would be broken right now. As it stands, this is more annoyance/anger than anything.
When someone (particularly a woman, but I'm sure guys do this too) says "I'm just not ready for a relationship right now", what they almost certainly mean is "I don't want to be in a relationship with YOU."
I didn't even want anything serious with this one, either. I'm just kind of annoyed that she went to great lengths to avoid any appearance of even approaching a relationship, going so far as to refuse to go out for dinner around V-Day, and then 2 weeks later, "Hey, I'm kind of seeing someone. I thought you should know."
Well it's a good thing I wasn't in love with her or else my heart would be broken right now. As it stands, this is more annoyance/anger than anything.
Friday, February 17, 2012
Plastic bag in the breeze
I can't sleep. My mind is full, but for once it's not full of worry or negativity.
I'm in one of those moods where I'm overwhelmed by how awesome life is, and how grateful I am for everybody, and my desire for everyone to live happily ever after together.
I know that everyone can't live happily ever after. But it's nice and comforting to feel pure, unbridled optimism.
I think this came from finishing up Season 8 of Scrubs today, and seeing the final scenes of the episode - first where JD is walking through the hallway, lined with bit-players and guest stars from the show's past, each spouting their own quips and one-liners, and then where JD sees his ideal future played out on a projector screen in front of him, and it's extremely beautiful and moving - is what did this to me. I've sort of been drifting around on cloud 8 and a half since early afternoon today, and nothing has happened to break my mood. I don't even care that I'll be kind of sleep deprived in the morning (I guess because there's not much I can do about it).
So, future-me, or anyone else, if you ever come back and see this, remember that life is beautiful, and you have to realize that at least sometimes. Also remember that there's no better feeling than making someone else feel genuinely good, and having them genuinely appreciate you for it.
I'm in one of those moods where I'm overwhelmed by how awesome life is, and how grateful I am for everybody, and my desire for everyone to live happily ever after together.
I know that everyone can't live happily ever after. But it's nice and comforting to feel pure, unbridled optimism.
I think this came from finishing up Season 8 of Scrubs today, and seeing the final scenes of the episode - first where JD is walking through the hallway, lined with bit-players and guest stars from the show's past, each spouting their own quips and one-liners, and then where JD sees his ideal future played out on a projector screen in front of him, and it's extremely beautiful and moving - is what did this to me. I've sort of been drifting around on cloud 8 and a half since early afternoon today, and nothing has happened to break my mood. I don't even care that I'll be kind of sleep deprived in the morning (I guess because there's not much I can do about it).
So, future-me, or anyone else, if you ever come back and see this, remember that life is beautiful, and you have to realize that at least sometimes. Also remember that there's no better feeling than making someone else feel genuinely good, and having them genuinely appreciate you for it.
Monday, February 13, 2012
No witty title this time
When I made this blog, it wasn't intended to be a sounding board for all the moody thoughts that have no place on Facebook, but that seems to be how I've been using it lately. Here's more fuel for that fire.
My dad is in the hospital. He fell five times in three days at Rosewood (his assisted living home). The first time he busted his head badly enough that staples were needed to close the wound. The second time was another ER visit because the fall reopened the head wound.
He fell three more times the next day without obvious injuries, but he was acting strange and. confused, so they sent him to the hospital again and that's where he is now. The doctors did a CAT scan which turned out normal; today theyre supposed to do an MRI, and they think his elbow is cracked so they'll look into that too.
This has been distressing for me. Between his failed attempt to move out on his own and all these hospital visits, my father has been dejected, confused, lost, and despondent, and I can't shake the fear that he could die soon.
That leads to the feeling that I should do something to help, but there's very little I can do except for getting him declare incompetent so he can't try the moving-out stunt again, but the problem is that I have so much going on that I don't think I can handle that process right now.
I asked my brother if he could help me out by going through that process himself, and that's when he revealed to me that he has basically disowned our father and wants nothing to do with him anymore, even going as far as to say that he didn't care even if our dad died. That would be his business, if not for the fact that this makes life much harder for me because I CAN'T abandon my dad like that; it would go against the very fiber of my being.
Meanwhile, I told my mother about the situation, and she decided to write an email to my dad's sisters, who have been almost no help for the entirety of my dad's disability, and she gave them a piece of her mind. This has the potential to start a nasty family feud which I really would rather not be a part of.
On top of all this, I'm still working full time and still going to school full time, and I have an interview for an adult job tomorrow, and it's Valentine's Day and I'm alone, and holy shit what the hell am I doing.
My dad is in the hospital. He fell five times in three days at Rosewood (his assisted living home). The first time he busted his head badly enough that staples were needed to close the wound. The second time was another ER visit because the fall reopened the head wound.
He fell three more times the next day without obvious injuries, but he was acting strange and. confused, so they sent him to the hospital again and that's where he is now. The doctors did a CAT scan which turned out normal; today theyre supposed to do an MRI, and they think his elbow is cracked so they'll look into that too.
This has been distressing for me. Between his failed attempt to move out on his own and all these hospital visits, my father has been dejected, confused, lost, and despondent, and I can't shake the fear that he could die soon.
That leads to the feeling that I should do something to help, but there's very little I can do except for getting him declare incompetent so he can't try the moving-out stunt again, but the problem is that I have so much going on that I don't think I can handle that process right now.
I asked my brother if he could help me out by going through that process himself, and that's when he revealed to me that he has basically disowned our father and wants nothing to do with him anymore, even going as far as to say that he didn't care even if our dad died. That would be his business, if not for the fact that this makes life much harder for me because I CAN'T abandon my dad like that; it would go against the very fiber of my being.
Meanwhile, I told my mother about the situation, and she decided to write an email to my dad's sisters, who have been almost no help for the entirety of my dad's disability, and she gave them a piece of her mind. This has the potential to start a nasty family feud which I really would rather not be a part of.
On top of all this, I'm still working full time and still going to school full time, and I have an interview for an adult job tomorrow, and it's Valentine's Day and I'm alone, and holy shit what the hell am I doing.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
I feel like I'm in a virtual world right now. Nothing feels real.
I'm not sure what's wrong with me. Maybe I feel like this because so many unusual things are happening right now.
My hours this week have been cut at work. I made an 83 on my Accounting test. I also made an 83 on my Art History test. I'm strongly considering dropping out of that class. I'm looking hard for a new job. I was just given a car by my ex girlfriend. I just spent an entire class at the back of the room playing a computer game because the professor is so worthless that I almost think I learned more from the game than I would have from him.
All of those things are things that normally wouldn't be happening to me. So maybe my mind is interpreting this as some kind of dream. I hope it stops that soon, because I need to get my act together here. Important things are happening, and I need to be at the top of my game.
Maybe I need something to keep me grounded. That might be the one thing that's missing from my life that I really need. I don't know where to find it though.
I'm not sure what's wrong with me. Maybe I feel like this because so many unusual things are happening right now.
My hours this week have been cut at work. I made an 83 on my Accounting test. I also made an 83 on my Art History test. I'm strongly considering dropping out of that class. I'm looking hard for a new job. I was just given a car by my ex girlfriend. I just spent an entire class at the back of the room playing a computer game because the professor is so worthless that I almost think I learned more from the game than I would have from him.
All of those things are things that normally wouldn't be happening to me. So maybe my mind is interpreting this as some kind of dream. I hope it stops that soon, because I need to get my act together here. Important things are happening, and I need to be at the top of my game.
Maybe I need something to keep me grounded. That might be the one thing that's missing from my life that I really need. I don't know where to find it though.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
Do guys have a biological clock? Because I can feel mine ticking.
I blame her for it. I thought I was going to marry her and have children with her, and then I learned that she had different ideas, and that was that. Before I met her, I wasn't particularly concerned with getting married.
She opened the floodgates though, so now I'm in the unfortunate position of having lonely feelings that can't be assuaged by a random hookup. Random hookups worked for a while, but I'm starting to build up an immunity, and it sucks.
The thing is, I also don't know if I'm ready for a relationship. It's either that, or my standards (for relationships) have subconsciously gotten so high that no one I've met since the break-up has been able to meet them. I'm still undecided on what to do about this.
Today was annoying. I need to plan out my free time better; I had a few choices about what I could do, but I had no idea what I really wanted to do, so I wasted half the day at home doing nothing at all. Looking back, I guess I accomplished a few things, but I didn't have nearly as much fun on my only day off of the week as I would have liked.
And now, for the next six days, it's back to the grind.
I blame her for it. I thought I was going to marry her and have children with her, and then I learned that she had different ideas, and that was that. Before I met her, I wasn't particularly concerned with getting married.
She opened the floodgates though, so now I'm in the unfortunate position of having lonely feelings that can't be assuaged by a random hookup. Random hookups worked for a while, but I'm starting to build up an immunity, and it sucks.
The thing is, I also don't know if I'm ready for a relationship. It's either that, or my standards (for relationships) have subconsciously gotten so high that no one I've met since the break-up has been able to meet them. I'm still undecided on what to do about this.
Today was annoying. I need to plan out my free time better; I had a few choices about what I could do, but I had no idea what I really wanted to do, so I wasted half the day at home doing nothing at all. Looking back, I guess I accomplished a few things, but I didn't have nearly as much fun on my only day off of the week as I would have liked.
And now, for the next six days, it's back to the grind.
Saturday, January 21, 2012
All Your Base Are Belong to Us
Victory is mine!
In June of last year, I brought my car to Tuffy Auto Service Center on South Tryon because it was overheating. They replaced the water pump, and while they were at it, they also replaced the timing belt.
Fast forward to November of last year. While my own mechanic was working on my car, he discovered that the timing belt had been installed improperly, and had to be fixed because it was so loose that it could fall off at any moment. I had him do the work, and then I gathered evidence of the improper installation and brought it to Tuffy, and asked for a reimbursement of what it cost me to fix it.
Tuffy told me to take a hike, so I took them to court.... and yesterday, I found out that the judge ruled in my favor!
Let this be a lesson to you, ladies and gentlemen. If a car place tries to screw you over, and you have evidence of their wrongdoing, don't just lay back and take it. You can fight back and win!
Also, as I'm writing this entry, I'm at my friend's house as he watches an episode of an anime called Gurren Lagan. It is the most insane thing I've ever seen. Robots are talking out of their stomachs, explosions are everywhere, there are pilots wearing clown makeup, and every scene, new characters appear at random. Meanwhile, Japanese people are chanting in English in the background. It's all very disconcerting.
In June of last year, I brought my car to Tuffy Auto Service Center on South Tryon because it was overheating. They replaced the water pump, and while they were at it, they also replaced the timing belt.
Fast forward to November of last year. While my own mechanic was working on my car, he discovered that the timing belt had been installed improperly, and had to be fixed because it was so loose that it could fall off at any moment. I had him do the work, and then I gathered evidence of the improper installation and brought it to Tuffy, and asked for a reimbursement of what it cost me to fix it.
Tuffy told me to take a hike, so I took them to court.... and yesterday, I found out that the judge ruled in my favor!
Let this be a lesson to you, ladies and gentlemen. If a car place tries to screw you over, and you have evidence of their wrongdoing, don't just lay back and take it. You can fight back and win!
Also, as I'm writing this entry, I'm at my friend's house as he watches an episode of an anime called Gurren Lagan. It is the most insane thing I've ever seen. Robots are talking out of their stomachs, explosions are everywhere, there are pilots wearing clown makeup, and every scene, new characters appear at random. Meanwhile, Japanese people are chanting in English in the background. It's all very disconcerting.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
These are the voyages...
Welcome to my first blog entry. My friend Trisha (http://troublewithtrisha.blogspot.com) suggested I make one of these because I have "interesting tales", and since I had three hours to kill between classes with nothing better to do... well, here we are.
It's been an average day. Accounting class was easy (good thing, because that's my major); Art History was boring. Not much to report there. If you already know me, you may be wondering what the hell I'm doing wasting my time in an irrelevant class like Art History. I'd drop it if I could, but unfortunately I need it in order to maintain full-time-student status. Without that, my financial aid could get screwed up.
I've been wondering lately what to do about my work situation. I'm a delivery driver at Domino's Pizza, and I have been for almost ten years now. It's a good job with okay pay, and flexible scheduling (important because of school), but it's also not going to help me at all in the career I'm trying to pursue. So far I've come up with two viable options.
The first option is to be a cash counter at Carowinds. Not a glamorous job, and it pays slightly less per-hour than Domino's. It also won't give me full time hours until the summer. The upsides are that it's relevant experience to pad my resume for a future legitimate Accounting job, and the scheduling is flexible, so that I could continue my classes unimpeded.
The other option came through a friend of mine, who said I could almost certainly get a temp Accounting job at his company if he recommended me. This job would pay better than Domino's (and much better than Carowinds), it would be full-time, and it would give me actual, real-life Accounting experience; the downsides are the possible temporary nature of the job, and the very rigid schedule would basically force me to drop two of my classes at school.
All I know so far is that I'm going to apply for both and see what kind of response I get. If I get job offers from both places, I'm not sure what I'll do.
Other things weighing on my mind right now include the in-progress remodeling of my house (I just finished painting the living room!), my father's blind determination to move out of the assisted living home and into his own apartment, and the certainty that if I continue on the diet and activity level I'm currently on, I'll turn into a fatass before the year is up. If any of that sounds interesting to you, then stay tuned for future entries!
It's been an average day. Accounting class was easy (good thing, because that's my major); Art History was boring. Not much to report there. If you already know me, you may be wondering what the hell I'm doing wasting my time in an irrelevant class like Art History. I'd drop it if I could, but unfortunately I need it in order to maintain full-time-student status. Without that, my financial aid could get screwed up.
I've been wondering lately what to do about my work situation. I'm a delivery driver at Domino's Pizza, and I have been for almost ten years now. It's a good job with okay pay, and flexible scheduling (important because of school), but it's also not going to help me at all in the career I'm trying to pursue. So far I've come up with two viable options.
The first option is to be a cash counter at Carowinds. Not a glamorous job, and it pays slightly less per-hour than Domino's. It also won't give me full time hours until the summer. The upsides are that it's relevant experience to pad my resume for a future legitimate Accounting job, and the scheduling is flexible, so that I could continue my classes unimpeded.
The other option came through a friend of mine, who said I could almost certainly get a temp Accounting job at his company if he recommended me. This job would pay better than Domino's (and much better than Carowinds), it would be full-time, and it would give me actual, real-life Accounting experience; the downsides are the possible temporary nature of the job, and the very rigid schedule would basically force me to drop two of my classes at school.
All I know so far is that I'm going to apply for both and see what kind of response I get. If I get job offers from both places, I'm not sure what I'll do.
Other things weighing on my mind right now include the in-progress remodeling of my house (I just finished painting the living room!), my father's blind determination to move out of the assisted living home and into his own apartment, and the certainty that if I continue on the diet and activity level I'm currently on, I'll turn into a fatass before the year is up. If any of that sounds interesting to you, then stay tuned for future entries!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)