Tuesday thoughts...
So what a day...I woke up around 8 to cram in more studying for my Marketing exam and to finish my Marketing Yourself paper. Now I think Marketing is interesting but 7 chapters of endless lists is a bit much all at once. Thankfully this was my last exam until finals! Thank goodness! Around 11 I went to an Accounting presentation by the firm Atria. Ate Papa John's pizza, drank Coke, played an accounting version of Jeopardy, and still got out about 20 minutes early. Glorious. The Accounting exam was pretty much a breeze for me as all the others have been so I finished that up, turned in my paper, and was out of there 30 minutes early. Sex class was just more presentations but I found out that I got an A on my final presentation/project! Shell has taught me so well. Hehehe. I've made A's on everything in that class so the real fun will be seeing how much my (lack of a) presentation grade brings that down. Then I went and presented with my partner at Bellarmine's undergraduate research poster session. Standing by our poster and explaining the process got kind of old after a while. We did a process study on how the mash left over after bourbon is distilled at Jim Beam's into cattle feed. Sounds boring but hey I never thought about what they did with it before so that's kind of interesting. Tonight I was supposed to go to a networking/social gathering for the accounting firm Price Waterhouse Coopers. I braved the interstate (I don't drive it often) down to the downtown baseball stadium, paid $5 to park, and hiked my way to Will Call only to find out that they had no record of a ticket being held for me. So after calling a few officers of the Accounting Association with no luck, I gave up and went home. I was sure to leave a voicemail for the Accounting officer and sent a voicemail to the PwC representative verifying that I did in fact try to come because if PwC thinks that i just blew them off then they'll never consider me for hiring in the future. The weird thing I ended up talking to my old friend Ashley all the way home after only talking to her maybe 5 minutes a month when I see her on campus in between classes. We reminisced and even talked about hanging out. Is it bad that I feel skeptical? In other news, Daniel is confusing the hell outta me as usual. Like he'll be so nice and talkative one day but then the next I can't get five words out of him. I mean I should be used to his "ebbs and tides" by now (and maybe I am) but it still doesn't hurt any less when he makes me feel like I'm such a bother to him. If I'm such a good friend then why do I end up feeling so stupid and second-rate? Second-rate. That's the phrase I've been searching for. Why is it such a crime to care about him and want to hang out with him? I wish I could TALK to him about it but he'll just get all defensive or distance himself from me. And yet I'm not being open if I don't pour my heart out when he's ready to talk. I just really wish we could talk about this. Wait. Why am I still even writing about this? It just keeps cycling around... so why am I wasting good internet space right now? Maybe I should just type up a long ass thing like this laying it all out there, and just let him read it. If anyone read all of this then you are awesome and deserve major respect.