I haven't felt like myself the last couple of days. Instead I feel emotionally and physically icky. I'm mopey. Clammy. Frustrated. Nauseous. Sulky. Uninspired. Achey. Moody. Gross. I don't know what's wrong with me. And I don't know how to make myself feel better.
Yesterday I kind of started ranting at my CSE 180 teacher in front of the whole class, which I now regret. I was frustrated because of the asinine particularity with which her TA's grade our assignments, docking points off because we didn't use a specific font (one that my computer doesn't come with, by the way,) or I didn't press enter twice, so there was only one space there instead of two. Does that prove that I don't know how to change fonts or that I can't "write" my resume? No. (P.S., I wrote my resume like five years ago, thank you class.) But I also should just learn to keep my mouth shut and keep these feelings to myself. Sure, it's a miserable class, but I've decided that my attitude about it is making it even more miserable than it has to be. I just need to grow up, accept it for what it is, and focus on earning an incredibly easy "A." There's no point in getting so angry over something that I have to take in order to graduate.
Another bummer: I don't think the people in the graphics department are taking my offer as seriously as I had hoped. It's been three days, and they haven't asked me to do anything for them. So I don't know if it's going to happen. I just feel sort of foolish now for getting so excited over nothing. It sucks though, because I know if they could just see what I can do for them, they'd see that I'm actually really good at this kind of stuff. They'd realize how much I have to offer them. I really hope they give me a chance, so I can add "page design layout helper person" to that meticulously formatted resume for my CSE 180 class. On the plus side, though, the work they've been doing has made the paper look great, and I fully support this whole "layering" idea they're trying. Pick up an issue of the Trib sometime and check it out, they're getting really creative.
This is Juliette, my dog. Today is her seventh birthday. Isn't she cute?
And this is Pax, my boyfriend of thirteen months. He makes everything better. Isn't he cute?
So I guess things aren't all that bad.