Blue are the feelings that live inside me
There’s this filipino guy who regularly comes through the drive-thru at work in the mornings blasting 90’s techno/dance hits. He doesn’t even bother to turn it down a bit when I’m collecting his money or handing out his frappuccino. Yesterday it was that “Blue” Eiffel 65 song and the time before that it was the Venga bus song. God, it takes so much effort to not laugh in his face. Usually I just smile really big when in contact with him, turn around and start laughing really hard. He’s a postal worker, and probably around 40-50 yrs old. Basically, he’s my dad. Only my dad would not listen to 90's techno/dance hits. Whatever keeps him awake, I suppose.
I was awakened at 4:30 this morning by a call from my shift supervisor at work. I was supposed to be there at 4:15. Oops. I seriously cannot recall my alarm going off even though I always triple check to make sure it's set before going to sleep. Must have pulled one of those, "let me close my eyes for a few seconds," only to fall right back asleep for another hour. I didn't even feel bad about it. I even asked to go home early. On top of that I can't even work most of next week since I'm going to San Diego for a long weekend to shop and get fat. Way to slack off my last week there.
So it's official; I'm off to Reno on the 23rd. It finally hit me earlier this week and I started freaking out and questioning whether or not I was doing the right thing. Do I really wanna be in school forever for such a specific field of study? I keep going back to the school's website to just stare at the sequence of classes I have to take and analyze how easily screwed up it can get. Then I came up with the perfect solution: I'll double minor in French and linguistics as well. Yeah, it sounds pretty counterintuitive to dread spending years in school, only to increase your number of required courses, but it'll work out well. Hopefully with this and some interesting electives (can you believe unr only offers 1 religions class? blows my mind), not only will I be able to find a job post-graduation/graduate school, but I'll actually enjoy what I'm learning. I'll actually have plenty of career options, including a stint teaching overseas teachers how to teach their students to pronounce English words properly. Very appealing.
Around senior year of high school I told everyone, "Yeah, I'll probably spend a year at unlv then transfer to the school I really wanna go to." It was a blatant lie and I didn't actually think it was gonna happen! I knew very well that I was gonna live at home til at least 23 and graduate from unlv. Going away to school was just something nice to fantasize about. Always a thinker, never a do-er. But never EVER did I think it would be Reno.
I was awakened at 4:30 this morning by a call from my shift supervisor at work. I was supposed to be there at 4:15. Oops. I seriously cannot recall my alarm going off even though I always triple check to make sure it's set before going to sleep. Must have pulled one of those, "let me close my eyes for a few seconds," only to fall right back asleep for another hour. I didn't even feel bad about it. I even asked to go home early. On top of that I can't even work most of next week since I'm going to San Diego for a long weekend to shop and get fat. Way to slack off my last week there.
So it's official; I'm off to Reno on the 23rd. It finally hit me earlier this week and I started freaking out and questioning whether or not I was doing the right thing. Do I really wanna be in school forever for such a specific field of study? I keep going back to the school's website to just stare at the sequence of classes I have to take and analyze how easily screwed up it can get. Then I came up with the perfect solution: I'll double minor in French and linguistics as well. Yeah, it sounds pretty counterintuitive to dread spending years in school, only to increase your number of required courses, but it'll work out well. Hopefully with this and some interesting electives (can you believe unr only offers 1 religions class? blows my mind), not only will I be able to find a job post-graduation/graduate school, but I'll actually enjoy what I'm learning. I'll actually have plenty of career options, including a stint teaching overseas teachers how to teach their students to pronounce English words properly. Very appealing.
Around senior year of high school I told everyone, "Yeah, I'll probably spend a year at unlv then transfer to the school I really wanna go to." It was a blatant lie and I didn't actually think it was gonna happen! I knew very well that I was gonna live at home til at least 23 and graduate from unlv. Going away to school was just something nice to fantasize about. Always a thinker, never a do-er. But never EVER did I think it would be Reno.