The Good + The Bad = Facts of Life?
So, this week has been rather full of frustrations. It's one thing when you're frustrated, but it's another when it feels like the universe is rubbing everything in your face.
I've been keeping an eye on flights and such at discount sites for my trip home and then back to Jersey in July. I wanted to finalize everything before booking, though. Of course, when things started revealing that finalizing plans would take some time because nothing wants to be easy, I decided I better hurry up and book the flight. My mentality was that I would still mark that I'd be back July 6 and if I hadn't heard back from the Internship, then I'd just take a summer course in one of my Communication major requirements. I'd make it useful, if anything. Or I'd just work at the library. Even though you have to be enrolled a summer course to get Work Study, they already told me that if I was in the area to just come and work. If they needed to pay me off of the voucher money, they'd do it. So, working and getting paid well would be worth coming up here, as well. There were my back ups, and I was doing well mentality-wise. Always good to have options.
Then, I get to booking the flight, and naturally I can't get a decent deal. There are millions of good listings, but everytime I clicked to get one I was informed that either the flight was unavailable or the reservation was no longer available at that price. Instead, it cost around twice as much. I hit frustration after frustration. A friend had recommended Priceline and said she always uses it. So, I gave it a shot. After wrestling with price offers, I ended up having to take an offer $100 more than I've ever spent on a ticket. That was upsetting me, and I started to cry. Then, I agree to pay the price. But they don't show you the details until AFTER you've agreed to pay. Well, the good news, I saved like $60+ on the trip. The bad news? The flight times are ridiculous. At this point I just kept on sobbing. I just needed something to go right, you know? Just something. So, in addition to the usual stress I get when dealing with flying and taking care of everything, I'll now have to accomodate for the crazy hours. On a brighter note, my friend managed to calm me down (she's the one who I'm staying with when I come back in the summer), and insisted that we'd make an adventure out of the late night flight and she'd come to get me at the aiport. Hopefully everything works out.
I sent the e-mail to the place where I interned before at the beginning of the week. Have I heard back from them? No. Am I taking this as a bad sign? Yes. I know I said I made myself options to prevent stressing out, but alternatives are only appealing when you think you're not going to have to use them. Luckily, my aforementioned friend and I have figured something out that just might work for me and make for a truly awesome internship. More on that later. Or maybe not, as I do forget things.
The ants have been here for weeks now, and make no sign of leaving us alone. We've done everything. I didn't really need that added frustration yesterday morning. Cayenne pepper doesn't work. And everytime I go to clean up the ants I've killed with Lysol and then I just have to keep killing them. I spend so much time killing ants. And it's not like they have a food source or anything. We've made sure of that. But they keep coming. And I just know if we call housing they'd tell us there was nothing they could do. Even though it's very obvious that they're coming through the shoddy structure behind the kitchen sink as the tile or whatever behind the faucet has come undone and is open and they're crawling out of there. Gah. And even I did call housing, god knows when they'd come, so I might not be here. Yes I have other roommates, but I want to make sure this gets taken care of properly, and I only trust myself. Not that the others haven't proven capable of many such situations, that's just the kind of person I am.
Speaking of yesterday: I did have two bright spots to the morning. When I signed onto Facebook during class, I saw that it now has a chat feature. I took short note of it, then went into my current Scrabble match with reformbaby, in which she is kicking my ass. Next thing I know, she sends me a chat message and we joke about how we both had discovered the chat feature moments earlier. She also insisted that I randomly give my professor a coy smile, and I complied. I then checked on our quiz grade from the previous class and was surprised to find that I did better than expected. Later that evening, however, the professor sent out a message and explained that the grades and names had gotten misaligned when he was entering them. So, my real grade was not only lower than the previously posted mark, it was lower than I thought I did. Double kick in the gut there. I mean, it's not a huge deal. This is a class I'm doing just fine in. I got extra points for doing well on the exams and have already been scoring some extra credit for participation and stuff. There was just the feeling that the lower grade after brightening up my morning with the false one was like the universe mocking me and going "Neener neener neener!"
This again happened this morning when I had CNN on before work. Saturday mornings, they do Patient Empowerment and Health stuff because Sanjay Gupta needs something to do, and at one point they were talking about balance problems as you get older or some crap like that. Naturally, they brought up that sleeping well really helps blah blah blah. Just rub sleeping well in my face. I promptly shot the TV my middle finger. I'm 12.
I'm hoping my visit into the city with my friend tomorrow and Monday will be better than the past week. I just need something to go right. Oh, and I called my parents, and they sent the tax paper copies a while back. So, great, they've probably gotten lost in the mail somewhere because they still haven't arrived. This means, I will have to do some more searching and investigating next week. And if nothing, then I will have to wait on my parents to make more copies and mail those. It's so fun to have your vital financial aid hanging in the balance. Seriously.
But, I should leave on more of an upper note. It's hard because right now the main emotion I'm feeling is frustration. So, I'm gonna give it a shot so the post doesn't make me seem worse off than I am.
I was listening to Damien Rice a few weeks ago. I forgot how much I liked him. So, today I decided to dabble in Dido since it's been so long since I listened to her. So much love for her still. Especially "Life for Rent" -- I forgot how much I love that song.
And for some linkage of things that made me smile this week:
1.A Cracktastic DW Simm!Master Video - a must see for DW fans!
2.Penguin Suit. Srsly. If you haven't read this story yet, you need to
3.After doing this macro someone gave me this.
4.'Being Human' has been ordered to series! (Thanks to mickey_stone for the heads up! And for pretty much helping me get into the show in the first place. ;))
Speaking of DW, I am currently awaiting on the latest episode to "arrive." The "delivery speed" however is complete shite because either my computer is being a doodoo head or the site is messed up. Possibly both. I'm sure after this, though, I will be in much better spirits. But yeah, the delivery speed being more than 1/3 slower than usual? The universe is taunting me. I'd file a complaint, but I don't feel like doing paper work. And you just know there'd be paperwork.
I've been keeping an eye on flights and such at discount sites for my trip home and then back to Jersey in July. I wanted to finalize everything before booking, though. Of course, when things started revealing that finalizing plans would take some time because nothing wants to be easy, I decided I better hurry up and book the flight. My mentality was that I would still mark that I'd be back July 6 and if I hadn't heard back from the Internship, then I'd just take a summer course in one of my Communication major requirements. I'd make it useful, if anything. Or I'd just work at the library. Even though you have to be enrolled a summer course to get Work Study, they already told me that if I was in the area to just come and work. If they needed to pay me off of the voucher money, they'd do it. So, working and getting paid well would be worth coming up here, as well. There were my back ups, and I was doing well mentality-wise. Always good to have options.
Then, I get to booking the flight, and naturally I can't get a decent deal. There are millions of good listings, but everytime I clicked to get one I was informed that either the flight was unavailable or the reservation was no longer available at that price. Instead, it cost around twice as much. I hit frustration after frustration. A friend had recommended Priceline and said she always uses it. So, I gave it a shot. After wrestling with price offers, I ended up having to take an offer $100 more than I've ever spent on a ticket. That was upsetting me, and I started to cry. Then, I agree to pay the price. But they don't show you the details until AFTER you've agreed to pay. Well, the good news, I saved like $60+ on the trip. The bad news? The flight times are ridiculous. At this point I just kept on sobbing. I just needed something to go right, you know? Just something. So, in addition to the usual stress I get when dealing with flying and taking care of everything, I'll now have to accomodate for the crazy hours. On a brighter note, my friend managed to calm me down (she's the one who I'm staying with when I come back in the summer), and insisted that we'd make an adventure out of the late night flight and she'd come to get me at the aiport. Hopefully everything works out.
I sent the e-mail to the place where I interned before at the beginning of the week. Have I heard back from them? No. Am I taking this as a bad sign? Yes. I know I said I made myself options to prevent stressing out, but alternatives are only appealing when you think you're not going to have to use them. Luckily, my aforementioned friend and I have figured something out that just might work for me and make for a truly awesome internship. More on that later. Or maybe not, as I do forget things.
The ants have been here for weeks now, and make no sign of leaving us alone. We've done everything. I didn't really need that added frustration yesterday morning. Cayenne pepper doesn't work. And everytime I go to clean up the ants I've killed with Lysol and then I just have to keep killing them. I spend so much time killing ants. And it's not like they have a food source or anything. We've made sure of that. But they keep coming. And I just know if we call housing they'd tell us there was nothing they could do. Even though it's very obvious that they're coming through the shoddy structure behind the kitchen sink as the tile or whatever behind the faucet has come undone and is open and they're crawling out of there. Gah. And even I did call housing, god knows when they'd come, so I might not be here. Yes I have other roommates, but I want to make sure this gets taken care of properly, and I only trust myself. Not that the others haven't proven capable of many such situations, that's just the kind of person I am.
Speaking of yesterday: I did have two bright spots to the morning. When I signed onto Facebook during class, I saw that it now has a chat feature. I took short note of it, then went into my current Scrabble match with reformbaby, in which she is kicking my ass. Next thing I know, she sends me a chat message and we joke about how we both had discovered the chat feature moments earlier. She also insisted that I randomly give my professor a coy smile, and I complied. I then checked on our quiz grade from the previous class and was surprised to find that I did better than expected. Later that evening, however, the professor sent out a message and explained that the grades and names had gotten misaligned when he was entering them. So, my real grade was not only lower than the previously posted mark, it was lower than I thought I did. Double kick in the gut there. I mean, it's not a huge deal. This is a class I'm doing just fine in. I got extra points for doing well on the exams and have already been scoring some extra credit for participation and stuff. There was just the feeling that the lower grade after brightening up my morning with the false one was like the universe mocking me and going "Neener neener neener!"
This again happened this morning when I had CNN on before work. Saturday mornings, they do Patient Empowerment and Health stuff because Sanjay Gupta needs something to do, and at one point they were talking about balance problems as you get older or some crap like that. Naturally, they brought up that sleeping well really helps blah blah blah. Just rub sleeping well in my face. I promptly shot the TV my middle finger. I'm 12.
I'm hoping my visit into the city with my friend tomorrow and Monday will be better than the past week. I just need something to go right. Oh, and I called my parents, and they sent the tax paper copies a while back. So, great, they've probably gotten lost in the mail somewhere because they still haven't arrived. This means, I will have to do some more searching and investigating next week. And if nothing, then I will have to wait on my parents to make more copies and mail those. It's so fun to have your vital financial aid hanging in the balance. Seriously.
But, I should leave on more of an upper note. It's hard because right now the main emotion I'm feeling is frustration. So, I'm gonna give it a shot so the post doesn't make me seem worse off than I am.
I was listening to Damien Rice a few weeks ago. I forgot how much I liked him. So, today I decided to dabble in Dido since it's been so long since I listened to her. So much love for her still. Especially "Life for Rent" -- I forgot how much I love that song.
And for some linkage of things that made me smile this week:
1.A Cracktastic DW Simm!Master Video - a must see for DW fans!
2.Penguin Suit. Srsly. If you haven't read this story yet, you need to
3.After doing this macro someone gave me this.
4.'Being Human' has been ordered to series! (Thanks to mickey_stone for the heads up! And for pretty much helping me get into the show in the first place. ;))
Speaking of DW, I am currently awaiting on the latest episode to "arrive." The "delivery speed" however is complete shite because either my computer is being a doodoo head or the site is messed up. Possibly both. I'm sure after this, though, I will be in much better spirits. But yeah, the delivery speed being more than 1/3 slower than usual? The universe is taunting me. I'd file a complaint, but I don't feel like doing paper work. And you just know there'd be paperwork.