I need me a money tree
Work this morning was a bit of a pain in the ass. We didn't have much mail, but we had to load all these phone books onto the van and take them to the mailrooms. Major fucking annoyance. I didn't have to drop them all off, but I did for half the mailrooms and it was not too fun. Mine and Steve's horror presentation went well. Everyone seemed to like the video, so that was good. Then in Seminar, another think tank group presented and they were pretty good too. They had a really interesting idea about creating an online video game that encouraged real life activism and stuff. And they had robots come into the class and dance around, so that was fun. After class I had a meeting with my writing professor about my final portfolio, and I'm in good shape.
I still have to do that stupid paper for Friday though. I know I said I was gonna start it tonight, but that's just not gonna happen. I'm pretty tired and want to go to bed. But I'll have all tomorrow and Thursday afternoon and night. So I will definitely be getting it done. Just a lil crunched. But I'm not worried. I can spit out a 5-7 paper in 2 days. Not a big deal at all. I finally decided what to do my horror paper on. I'm always going off on little rants about "The Blair Witch Project" so I figured that I could turn my rants into an analytical paper about the whole phenomanon and the movie. I borrowed the movie from Steve already, so I'm prolly gonna jump on that weekend.
I'm stressed about money again. Thanksgiving break really hurt me. I lost a whole week of work, and 2 Saturdays because of it, and now I'm strapped for cash. I have $1 in my account right now. Yeah. $1. I think half.com is putting $3 in my account soon but that's not gonna be a huge help. Of course the $20 I made from them won't be in my account until next month. Great. I keep hoping I'll randomly find $5 on the ground. The Writing Center hasn't called me yet, and I asked if I should call someone or if they should call me, and the girl told me someone would call me. So I can't even do anything there. I want to call the Kiosk guy to see if he still wants me, but I'm a bit wary at this point. I don't know what to do. I need more money now.
I wonder what the odds of my relatives sending me money for Hanukah are. Probably slim to none. The only people I can imagine doing that are my Mom-Mom and Pop-Pop. I'm still trying to sell the George Foreman grill they gave me. I put up signs and everything, but no one is biting. I hate being poor so much. Especially around the holidays. I want to buy my friends and family lil presents, and buy a tiny Christmas tree and lights and decorations and stuff. But there's no way I can afford that right now. I really wanted to enjoy my Senior year, and not have to worry about money all the fucking time. So much for that. =[
I still have to do that stupid paper for Friday though. I know I said I was gonna start it tonight, but that's just not gonna happen. I'm pretty tired and want to go to bed. But I'll have all tomorrow and Thursday afternoon and night. So I will definitely be getting it done. Just a lil crunched. But I'm not worried. I can spit out a 5-7 paper in 2 days. Not a big deal at all. I finally decided what to do my horror paper on. I'm always going off on little rants about "The Blair Witch Project" so I figured that I could turn my rants into an analytical paper about the whole phenomanon and the movie. I borrowed the movie from Steve already, so I'm prolly gonna jump on that weekend.
I'm stressed about money again. Thanksgiving break really hurt me. I lost a whole week of work, and 2 Saturdays because of it, and now I'm strapped for cash. I have $1 in my account right now. Yeah. $1. I think half.com is putting $3 in my account soon but that's not gonna be a huge help. Of course the $20 I made from them won't be in my account until next month. Great. I keep hoping I'll randomly find $5 on the ground. The Writing Center hasn't called me yet, and I asked if I should call someone or if they should call me, and the girl told me someone would call me. So I can't even do anything there. I want to call the Kiosk guy to see if he still wants me, but I'm a bit wary at this point. I don't know what to do. I need more money now.
I wonder what the odds of my relatives sending me money for Hanukah are. Probably slim to none. The only people I can imagine doing that are my Mom-Mom and Pop-Pop. I'm still trying to sell the George Foreman grill they gave me. I put up signs and everything, but no one is biting. I hate being poor so much. Especially around the holidays. I want to buy my friends and family lil presents, and buy a tiny Christmas tree and lights and decorations and stuff. But there's no way I can afford that right now. I really wanted to enjoy my Senior year, and not have to worry about money all the fucking time. So much for that. =[