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Listen to my heart, can you hear, it sings
Telling me to give you everything...
It's been a long week and it's only Wednesday! This afternoon/evening is the Oxfam Hunger Banquet. Corey and I are the hosts, meaning we get to read this long involved script regarding the state of world hunger. People have signed up to participate in a representation of the world's hunger, with the 51 people distributed as 7 in the upper class, being served catered food, 14 in the middle class getting beans and rice, and 30 in the lower class who will be served plain rice and water. While they look at their food, we read passages and facts, and play out scenarios where people switch from one class to another by losing jobs, getting promotions, and gaining family members. It's hopefully going to be a good experience, and it's something I'm really passionate about... world hunger, that is... and so hopefully it will be good.
That said. Yesterday Jillian texted me that we "need to talk," which scared me b/c I thought she was angry at me. She was kind of angry, but it wasn't really as horrific as I made it in my head, so we had a few beers and watched a bar fight in the upstairs of Ottobar, and then I went back home. We're okay now I think, although she tends to be a bit elusive about emotional things, and she's hard to read, so hopefully she actually IS okay.
Matt is driving me home for Thanksgiving, because he's stubborn *AHEM* a great guy. I don't think he realizes that it is going to be a good 7-8 hours straight of driving, because the traffic on the Wednesday before thanksgiving is the worst in the whole year but he'll survive I suppose, he did offer after all. Mom said she's going to force feed him stuffed peppers. They're like my favorite food, so I don't really think it's going to be a force feed kind of situation, but he will meet my mommy and my grandma, both of whom will, Im sure, find him very charming, since he's tall (which my mom likes) and ridiculously polite, which let's face it, everyone likes. Wow that was a long sentence, sorry.
Work is boring. Like, ridiculously, unbearably boring. I work Mon and Wed from 8-12:30, and it's like the longest 4 and a half hours of my life, honestly. Fridays I only work 2 hours, which is, of course, a lot easier. I shouldnt complain, all I do is sit on my butt and deal with excruciatingly rude college students in the Academic Advising office, but the phrase SKip taught us, "You're making it hard for me to help you," has come in handy on numerous occasions.
I had an exam in Abnormal yesterday, I think it went really well, I studied for it a lot. I've become someone who studies, I can thank my GREs for that, so maybe my work ethic will be better. Now all I need to do is start sleeping more, and all will be well. Tonight I will probably sleep well, since I have nothing to do after the Oxfam banquet except re-copy my physiological psych notes. If Matty's done with his work I'll probably hang with him, at least to get supper, and seeing him is always the highlight of my day, so that will be good.
Anyway I better get back to the non-work I have to do.
xox
Telling me to give you everything...
It's been a long week and it's only Wednesday! This afternoon/evening is the Oxfam Hunger Banquet. Corey and I are the hosts, meaning we get to read this long involved script regarding the state of world hunger. People have signed up to participate in a representation of the world's hunger, with the 51 people distributed as 7 in the upper class, being served catered food, 14 in the middle class getting beans and rice, and 30 in the lower class who will be served plain rice and water. While they look at their food, we read passages and facts, and play out scenarios where people switch from one class to another by losing jobs, getting promotions, and gaining family members. It's hopefully going to be a good experience, and it's something I'm really passionate about... world hunger, that is... and so hopefully it will be good.
That said. Yesterday Jillian texted me that we "need to talk," which scared me b/c I thought she was angry at me. She was kind of angry, but it wasn't really as horrific as I made it in my head, so we had a few beers and watched a bar fight in the upstairs of Ottobar, and then I went back home. We're okay now I think, although she tends to be a bit elusive about emotional things, and she's hard to read, so hopefully she actually IS okay.
Matt is driving me home for Thanksgiving, because he's stubborn *AHEM* a great guy. I don't think he realizes that it is going to be a good 7-8 hours straight of driving, because the traffic on the Wednesday before thanksgiving is the worst in the whole year but he'll survive I suppose, he did offer after all. Mom said she's going to force feed him stuffed peppers. They're like my favorite food, so I don't really think it's going to be a force feed kind of situation, but he will meet my mommy and my grandma, both of whom will, Im sure, find him very charming, since he's tall (which my mom likes) and ridiculously polite, which let's face it, everyone likes. Wow that was a long sentence, sorry.
Work is boring. Like, ridiculously, unbearably boring. I work Mon and Wed from 8-12:30, and it's like the longest 4 and a half hours of my life, honestly. Fridays I only work 2 hours, which is, of course, a lot easier. I shouldnt complain, all I do is sit on my butt and deal with excruciatingly rude college students in the Academic Advising office, but the phrase SKip taught us, "You're making it hard for me to help you," has come in handy on numerous occasions.
I had an exam in Abnormal yesterday, I think it went really well, I studied for it a lot. I've become someone who studies, I can thank my GREs for that, so maybe my work ethic will be better. Now all I need to do is start sleeping more, and all will be well. Tonight I will probably sleep well, since I have nothing to do after the Oxfam banquet except re-copy my physiological psych notes. If Matty's done with his work I'll probably hang with him, at least to get supper, and seeing him is always the highlight of my day, so that will be good.
Anyway I better get back to the non-work I have to do.
xox