lj is fun

Apr 29, 2004 20:49

1. go into your LJ archives
2. find your 23rd post (or closest to it)
3. find the fifth sentence (or closest to it)
4. post it along with these directions.

Yesterday I was so depressed because i HATE my job and all i wanted to do was quit and find a new one today because it's my day off. But then last night after i read some harry potter and was in a WAY better mood i thought it over and i told myself to suck it up because i only have to work there for another 2 months, max. yeah it's boring, yeah i want to shoot 98% of the customers, yes there's an insane woman who works in women's and feels the need to tell me all of her problems like the time she got her hair caught in a conveyor belt and she was instantly bald.

*ok, so this is more then 5 sentences, but only one sentence wouldn't have made sense or have been as fun.*

I'm a big fan of not writing my speech. I sit in front of my computer and only crap comes to mind. A few minutes ago, I stared at the screen for so long that my screen saver came on. I couldn't help but laugh.

I haven't lj'd in quite some time so I'll update briefly:
1. I have a cute little beta fish named Darrell (that's duh-rel) and he lives in a flower vase. He has a nice little bush in there that he loves to sleep under.
2. A huge weight has been lifted off of my shoulders since Tuesday when I found out that I was accepted to be an OGL this summer. That means I at least don't have to be home from May 25-July 16. It's a good start. Rumor has it after all the SOARS are over, the OGL's have a choice of staying here longer and working at summer camps so hopefully that time of not being in Maine will be extended. Saying I'm pretty excited about that would be an understatement.
3. Jenn also got accepted to be an OGL. I'm pretty indifferent on the situation. She hasn't decided yet if she's going to accept on decline the offer. All I'm worried about is getting assigned to be her room mate for those 7 weeks of SOAR. I'm trying hard to get along with her and it's working, but there's no way I can live with her any longer.
4. I have 1 more presentation and 1 more speech to give before this semester is over. I'm pretty damn excited about that. But the first problem is writing the speech that is not-so-awesome at the moment. The second problem is getting 2 of my dead-beat marketing group members to participate in the project. Not that their "participation" adds to the quality of the work, but it'd be nice if they knew what was going on when we presented the damn thing.
5. PA training is over and done with. That's cool because it frees up a lot of my time. I'm really glad that I am going to be a Peer Advisor because so far the training has introduced me to a lot of new people who I'm sure will become friends in the months to come and new friends are always fun. And yes, it sounds corny, but I feel like it's making me a better person.
6. I really can't get the Sinead O'Connor song "Nothing Compares" out of my head. But I kinda like it so it's ok. hehe
7. Went to the senior formal last Friday and that was really fun. It was the big 15 month marker for Dave and me. I met Ryan's girlfriend Jenny and got to hang out with Joel and Lyndsey a bunch too. We had a lot of fun. I'm really glad I went. Afterwards we went to a wild Cowboy and Indians party at Charlene's. Played some beer pong with her and set what I believe to be the world record for the longest game of beer pong ever. Not only that, but one time the ball fell under the refridgerator and when Charlene pulled it out from underneath it, it was covered (and I mean COVERED) with lint. She had to anti-bacterial soap it.
8. This Friday we're having a surprise party for Melissa and Ronnell. Their birthdays are this Sunday and Monday. It's a surprise but neither of them have live journal so it's ok for me to put this in here. Anyone reading this is welcome to come. well, unless of course your someone i don't know/like and are reading my lj anyway; then you're not welcome.
9. okay, that is definitely enough procrastination. back to my so-called-speech.

adios chachos
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