As I say every time I post an entry, it's been forever, mon cher livejournal. BULLET POINT TYMMEEEEE:
- I AM DONE WITH HIGH SCHOOL FOREVER. Although I always imagined it feeling liberating and wonderful, it really is bittersweet. Over the past couple of years I've formed really really close bonds with my friends in my grade and we've done so much together. It's going to be really hard to leave them (and everyone else) and put this part of my life behind me in August. It feels like 1/3 of my group of friends is going to UC Davis next year. It's a relatively big school, and I'll be interested to see to what degree they stick together next year. After our all-night grad night thing that ended at 5, Nicole, Kamran, Matt, Ryan, Elise, and I all drove up to Top of the World (a high spot on a narrow road that goes over the hills separating us from the Central Valley) to watch the sun rise. It was a really beautiful, fitting moment. And then Matt and I drove to Pleasanton to get breakfast at Denny's, which we had been meaning to do for a long time. In its own way, it was also highly fitting. I got home at 7:30 and immediately conked out until 3 and went to two grad parties at 5.
- I HAVE A CORPORATE-ASS 9-5 JOB FOR THREE MORE WEEKS. My mom works for Peet's Coffee & Tea, a semi-local and small chain of stores mostly located in Northern California, but with stores in Southern California, Oregon, Washington, Colorado, and the Chicago and Boston metro areas. Also, you can buy our coffee at grocery stores nationwide (as I well know now, more on that in a second). Anyway, my mom secured me some temp work in the Accounting Department (she's the Director of Taxes). It's mostly brainless data entry stuff, but the magic is that I make an obscene amount of money, probably more than any high schooler could make doing anything else. It's the only thing that motivates me as I spent eight hours a day mashing the numeric keypad on my keyboard. It's the only thing that forces me to roll out of bed at 6:15 in the morning to endure a hellish commute, work, and endure an even worse commute coming home. For most of this week, my job consisted of manually deleting duplicate old invoices leftover in the Accounts Receivable program after they switched servers a couple months ago. After thinking about how I was basically putting in hours upon hours of work to correct an error perpetrated by computers that cannot be solved by computers due to the software's many shortcomings, I entered my own personal little existential crisis. Beyond that, I'm convinced my job is giving me migraines. Before this week, I had only ever had two in my life. Monday night at like 10:30 I got one, followed by Tuesday around 11, then yesterday at 10:30 or so. I drank a lot of coffee and tea on Monday and Tuesday (wouldn't you if it was free and you could have as much of it as you want?), and I thought that maybe the caffeine triggered it, but the fact that I didn't really have any caffeine on Thursday (aside from maybe four sips of green tea). Today I had iced tea in the afternoon and was fine. It could be the lighting; I have a small, crappy monitor, and I'm shoved in a conference room away from natural light. Monday, I'll probably get to move into a cubicle with better lighting, so hopefully that will make a difference. The worst part of it is that none of my other friends has a job like this, so they're all off doing fun stuff during the week while I'm trying to nap off migraines in my mom's car. But I'm refusing to work more than four weeks, so I guess it will all be over soon.
- I have discovered The Dresden Dolls and Amanda Palmer thanks to my friends making me drive them to the city to see Evelyn Evelyn and I am so damn smitten in love. How did I not get hooked earlier? Also, how do most of my friends that are older than me not have their licenses yet?
- The weather here is stupidshittycold. GET WARMER STUPID SUN.
- I'm considering getting a new journal for my time at McGill and beyond, because it's really going to be so damn different. Thoughts?