And Osiris and the gods of the Nile gathered up a big storm, to blow a hurricane, to scatter us away
So this is going to be the update that I wanted to post days ago but never got around to.
I don't really remember what some of the keywords from my previous post were about anymore, so I guess we'll just start anew.
This past week just has not been a good one. Every time I thought it was, I got a reminder smack in the face that it wasn't. To begin, I had three exams this week, plus class registration, plus classes, plus work, plus work in the future. Can you say hell? I basically melted down on Saturday night because I just felt so overwhelmed with everything that life was throwing at me. The part that set me off? My credit card wouldn't transfer money to my ID card, so I couldn't do laundry. Yeah, that was the huge catalyst. I cried because of laundry (I mean, everything else was a lingering thought as well, but it was really about the laundry.) Okay?
I spent a lot of time studying on Monday and when Tuesday came along, it was just like whoa...my exams start tomorrow. The real issue at hand on Tuesday was some unexpected news that came from the roommate front; as Sophie and I were walking to the bus Tuesday morning, I asked her if she had chosen her classes for the next semester. Her response? Um yeah, I need to talk to you about that...it looks like I'm not coming back next semester. I said okay, but then I actually heard what she said. Whoa. I don't have a roommate next semester. Not to be selfish here, but I couldn't help but ponder the implications this would have on my own life, and they are not happy. There are two possible outcomes as I see it: a)they assign a new roommate to our apartment, or b)they don't. I have decided the chances of A occurring are not very likely, leaving me to live alone. That is pretty much my number one goal on my list of things to avoid always. I am a social person; I need people. Maybe not all the time, but I need something. The apartment is just so removed from campus and other social interaction. So let's just say I am not thrilled for next semester to roll around. However, I have decided that if indeed I have no roomie for the spring, I will break into Sophie's old room and claim the entire apartment as my own. That could be fun?
My exams on Wednesday were not so terrible. Now of course, because I am saying this, I will get bad grades on them (fact of life.) However, I just had this overwhelmingly accomplished and good feeling as I was writing out my answers on each my Linguistics and BCS 111 exams. I felt like I could and wanted to elaborate on my answers forever, that it all made sense somehow. I never feel that way, so that was nice.
Thursday morning's BCS 110 exam was not so stellar, but we'll see how that went when grades are returned. I felt like there were a ton of questions about implicit/explicit memory...I hope I didn't just mentally convert them all to that sort of question...we'll see.
Friday morning proved really difficult to get up and go to work. Once I was there, it was fine, but I was just really tired, as I usually am by Fridays. I did clinics and scanning all morning, and then when afternoon rolled around, Cheryl assigned me a new project: the radiology CD organizer. In theory, this sounds like a really good idea. We have this cabinet that is about 2x2 and it is just bursting with patients' radiology files. Cheryl does not like that it is so full and therefore inefficient, so my task is to sort through the CD's and decide which are still relevant and which can be tossed. Simple in theory, but this means I have to look up each patient in the program, browse through their appointments and the notes doctors have made, and then make up my own mind about whether or not we will be seeing them again and should keep their CD's. Each CD that I choose to keep then requires a form be filled out, for which I have to sort through personal information to fill it out correctly. After two hours on Friday, I only got through the B's (and may I say the A's were a very small collection.) Oh boy.
I got home Friday night and I was just exhausted, also typical of Fridays. I watched Grey's and various movies, and I was pretty much passed out by nine. However, when 1 AM rolled around, I was wide awake. This continued until 6:30 this morning, as I looked up various internet things and did this and that. I decided I am going to buy a Cricut machine on Black Friday and I could not be more excited. Something that I really want, and I finally feel justified in buying it because my job is paying me more than I've really made at any other job (Molinaro's or the concerts.) Who could have known what the next six hours would bring?
I slept until 10ish this morning and then decided I'd come to campus to pick up my package and then maybe study in Gleason for a while. I packed up my computer, deciding I may want to look over the slide shows and I was on my merry way. As I was eating lunch, I pulled out my computer to send a message to my cousin. Except the computer wouldn't start. Hmm, okay, I know the computer has been giving me issues lately, so I guess I'll just re-boot it and make it leave sleep mode. Nothing. This got very frustrating eventually, so I came to the library to get help from Dell. After running diagnostics, I got my error code and reported it to the Dell lady. No questions asked, she knew the problem and promised a new hard drive would ship in 2-3 business days. Whatttt? A new hard drive? Now, I am not an idiot, and I do back things up occasionally, but this was not something I expected, so I had not backed up in a while. I have an exam on Tuesday. All of my notes are gone. All of my recent pictures (like the Postsecrets I save every week,) my videos which took so long to edit; everything is gone., with no real chance of recovery. My only hope is that if I bring my computer to ITS tomorrow, maybe they can salvage something. I am just so frustrated. This is probably the biggest inconvenience ever and I just don't even know what to do with myself in the mean time. I really hope the new hard drive arrives soon and that the fix is as simple as that. Oh, please let it be that easy. (It never is.) So I took a few books out of the library and after I get home from here, I guess I'll delve into those since I really can't do any other work.
I went shopping today and stopped at Victoria's Secret, where there was a bra sale. They were so cute! So I had to try them on. Fantastic. They have so much lift and they just make everything feel pretty. The particular bras I was looking at were a bit pricey, so I will be waiting and hopefully encountering a sale (or I'll get a gift card and then I have to buy one...that's why I love gift cards.) I also bought something new that may have disastrous results...but I guess we'll see.
So that was my dreadful week.
Bright side? Less than two weeks until home and friends! AND I have a gospel concert tomorrow. I'm pumped!
Also, I am beyond excited to go home for Christmas. It is my favorite time of year and I cannot wait to spend it with my friends and (gasp) my family too.
PS, I know this was really long, so I bolded the particularly important parts
I don't really remember what some of the keywords from my previous post were about anymore, so I guess we'll just start anew.
This past week just has not been a good one. Every time I thought it was, I got a reminder smack in the face that it wasn't. To begin, I had three exams this week, plus class registration, plus classes, plus work, plus work in the future. Can you say hell? I basically melted down on Saturday night because I just felt so overwhelmed with everything that life was throwing at me. The part that set me off? My credit card wouldn't transfer money to my ID card, so I couldn't do laundry. Yeah, that was the huge catalyst. I cried because of laundry (I mean, everything else was a lingering thought as well, but it was really about the laundry.) Okay?
I spent a lot of time studying on Monday and when Tuesday came along, it was just like whoa...my exams start tomorrow. The real issue at hand on Tuesday was some unexpected news that came from the roommate front; as Sophie and I were walking to the bus Tuesday morning, I asked her if she had chosen her classes for the next semester. Her response? Um yeah, I need to talk to you about that...it looks like I'm not coming back next semester. I said okay, but then I actually heard what she said. Whoa. I don't have a roommate next semester. Not to be selfish here, but I couldn't help but ponder the implications this would have on my own life, and they are not happy. There are two possible outcomes as I see it: a)they assign a new roommate to our apartment, or b)they don't. I have decided the chances of A occurring are not very likely, leaving me to live alone. That is pretty much my number one goal on my list of things to avoid always. I am a social person; I need people. Maybe not all the time, but I need something. The apartment is just so removed from campus and other social interaction. So let's just say I am not thrilled for next semester to roll around. However, I have decided that if indeed I have no roomie for the spring, I will break into Sophie's old room and claim the entire apartment as my own. That could be fun?
My exams on Wednesday were not so terrible. Now of course, because I am saying this, I will get bad grades on them (fact of life.) However, I just had this overwhelmingly accomplished and good feeling as I was writing out my answers on each my Linguistics and BCS 111 exams. I felt like I could and wanted to elaborate on my answers forever, that it all made sense somehow. I never feel that way, so that was nice.
Thursday morning's BCS 110 exam was not so stellar, but we'll see how that went when grades are returned. I felt like there were a ton of questions about implicit/explicit memory...I hope I didn't just mentally convert them all to that sort of question...we'll see.
Friday morning proved really difficult to get up and go to work. Once I was there, it was fine, but I was just really tired, as I usually am by Fridays. I did clinics and scanning all morning, and then when afternoon rolled around, Cheryl assigned me a new project: the radiology CD organizer. In theory, this sounds like a really good idea. We have this cabinet that is about 2x2 and it is just bursting with patients' radiology files. Cheryl does not like that it is so full and therefore inefficient, so my task is to sort through the CD's and decide which are still relevant and which can be tossed. Simple in theory, but this means I have to look up each patient in the program, browse through their appointments and the notes doctors have made, and then make up my own mind about whether or not we will be seeing them again and should keep their CD's. Each CD that I choose to keep then requires a form be filled out, for which I have to sort through personal information to fill it out correctly. After two hours on Friday, I only got through the B's (and may I say the A's were a very small collection.) Oh boy.
I got home Friday night and I was just exhausted, also typical of Fridays. I watched Grey's and various movies, and I was pretty much passed out by nine. However, when 1 AM rolled around, I was wide awake. This continued until 6:30 this morning, as I looked up various internet things and did this and that. I decided I am going to buy a Cricut machine on Black Friday and I could not be more excited. Something that I really want, and I finally feel justified in buying it because my job is paying me more than I've really made at any other job (Molinaro's or the concerts.) Who could have known what the next six hours would bring?
I slept until 10ish this morning and then decided I'd come to campus to pick up my package and then maybe study in Gleason for a while. I packed up my computer, deciding I may want to look over the slide shows and I was on my merry way. As I was eating lunch, I pulled out my computer to send a message to my cousin. Except the computer wouldn't start. Hmm, okay, I know the computer has been giving me issues lately, so I guess I'll just re-boot it and make it leave sleep mode. Nothing. This got very frustrating eventually, so I came to the library to get help from Dell. After running diagnostics, I got my error code and reported it to the Dell lady. No questions asked, she knew the problem and promised a new hard drive would ship in 2-3 business days. Whatttt? A new hard drive? Now, I am not an idiot, and I do back things up occasionally, but this was not something I expected, so I had not backed up in a while. I have an exam on Tuesday. All of my notes are gone. All of my recent pictures (like the Postsecrets I save every week,) my videos which took so long to edit; everything is gone., with no real chance of recovery. My only hope is that if I bring my computer to ITS tomorrow, maybe they can salvage something. I am just so frustrated. This is probably the biggest inconvenience ever and I just don't even know what to do with myself in the mean time. I really hope the new hard drive arrives soon and that the fix is as simple as that. Oh, please let it be that easy. (It never is.) So I took a few books out of the library and after I get home from here, I guess I'll delve into those since I really can't do any other work.
I went shopping today and stopped at Victoria's Secret, where there was a bra sale. They were so cute! So I had to try them on. Fantastic. They have so much lift and they just make everything feel pretty. The particular bras I was looking at were a bit pricey, so I will be waiting and hopefully encountering a sale (or I'll get a gift card and then I have to buy one...that's why I love gift cards.) I also bought something new that may have disastrous results...but I guess we'll see.
So that was my dreadful week.
Bright side? Less than two weeks until home and friends! AND I have a gospel concert tomorrow. I'm pumped!
Also, I am beyond excited to go home for Christmas. It is my favorite time of year and I cannot wait to spend it with my friends and (gasp) my family too.
PS, I know this was really long, so I bolded the particularly important parts