woe is me
if shoe size were positively correlated to livejournal entry size, this date's air jordans would have to be custom made.
i have completed my freshman year of college.
stfu.
TIS CRAZY!!
but alas, it was fun! the people i met were all the worthwhile.
so following my last update and en route to finishing my freshmanism, i had a piece of the world's biggest strawberry shortcake, saw awesome kids perform a step routine, took many pictures of scene kids at a fall out boy concert (which was fairly freaking awesome despite the fact that i felt like i was demeaning my musical credibility...that i don't even have...with each second i was there), had my half birthday, moshed at the relay for life charity event, tried out for the maryland dance team and failed, i don't like to discuss my failures over the internet because the world wide web obviously thinks i am flawless and amazing so that's probably why i never posted about it, became the amazing tandem known as tapeworm and louse, devised further plans to destroy the world as a part of tapeworm and louse, bothered hilary nachem, made more plans with a person i like to call slavery, made even more plans with mason summers and nathaniel martin, finally carried out a few of those plans, illegally climbed to the top of byrd stadium at night, dated tina myers, insulted brian cognato's erectile capabilities, rolled down hills, and made a facebook group that is literally about nothing.
along the way, i learned the invaluable lesson that one should never fall from a great height, or even a not-so-great height, onto a dorm chair. it's been a month, and my tailbone is still severely damaged.
so after all of that nonsense, freshman year ended, and i came home. i then went to a century meeting, went to baker park and hit my head on a rusty screw, went to sarah's house, attempted to break in because she thought she was locked out, figured out 30 minutes later that the side door was actually open and we hadn't been trying hard enough, slept for sixteen hours, went to lifeguard re-certification, saw The Da Vinci Code with dakota, ran on the c&o canal, got my hair trimmed, went to another century meeting, and finally saw XMEN1.
i am now an x-man, by the way. my name is giselle, and i run fast and am agile.
sarah crum is croquet. she has good hand-eye coordination.
So I have a list of activities I wish to pursue this summer:
California...so i am no longer a poseur
OC, Maryland...with members of the posse
OC, Maryland...with D8ers
Philidelphia, PA...with Tuna, for the cereal bar and Cognation in a school boy uniform
WarPED Tour...with correct annunciation, and with Slavery in girl pants and random other CP/FredxCo people
Other Concerts...possibly Purple Door, Taking Back Sunday, Tilly and the Wall
Tri-State...or any other gathering of Holden^2, ChiChi, the Owenator, and Vieve
The National Institute of Technology in Gaithersburg, MD...tapeworm and louse exclusive
New York City...for a day, just because
The Dobrosielski Dentistry...for Karate Dogs and the DVD release of Final Destination 3
Lifeguarding...like it's my job, young, because it is
on that note:
gah gah gah.
why do i always get the short end of the stick?
my current hypothetical work situation is not what i wanted/expected. to chronicle the travesty, we must go back to january when i had my first meeting of the year with the pool company for which i work, century.
at this meeting, century asked me where i wanted to work, and i replied with the pools that i had liked from last year (when i had been a substitute guard, working at many different places)--braddock heights, villages of urbana--and i only mentioned baker park in passing because part of me didn't want to be assigned there because i would be stomping on sarah's turf, and i feel bad doing that. nonetheless, century told me they kind of wanted me to be an assistant manager at robin meadows, and because i feel bad turning down offers of this sort, i implied that i was okay with it, and we wrote down that pool with the other ones i had selected.
afterwards in the car i regretted my actions, and i told myself i would correct them the next time i was in touch with century.
however...
over the coming weeks, i told sarah that century wanted to place me at robin meadows, and she told me that this was the pool at which her friend jaimie worked (recall funny story of last year in which i worked at a pool with this guy, went to sarah's house, and found a picture of him in a little mermaid frame on her refrigerator). so i started thinking robin meadows was that particular pool at which i had worked, and because i had thought the little mermaid dude was cool and liked the pool somewhat, i became slightly okay with working at robin meadows, despite the fact that it was a small pool and one that i didn't really want to work at originally.
so, when i got my employment notice from century, and they wanted me to work at robin meadows, i agreed, after a while of putting it off to debate in my head about whether or not i should.
however, come today, at the assistant managers/managers meeting, i discovered that robin meadows is not the pool of little mermaid guy, but instead a different pool. a small pool. a pool without many guards. a pool with only 2 male guards.
i don't like girls.
so now i am supposed to be working at the same type of pool which i wanted to avoid. and i am rather distraught.
i want to email my supervisor and relay my feelings, but i don't want to cause trouble. i know i will mess them up if i asked to be switched, and i don't even know if they could switch me to begin with. i need a legitimate excuse so i don't feel like a whiner. i don't know what to do, but i need to do something.
i hope one day something goes my way. it doesn't need to stop going the way of the people who have it good right now; they can keep having it good. i just want my share at some point.
on a lighter note, a girl just facebook messaged me saying she was "Indie Chick #1" from one of my Overheard in College Park posts. i am tremendously pleased.
i have completed my freshman year of college.
stfu.
TIS CRAZY!!
but alas, it was fun! the people i met were all the worthwhile.
so following my last update and en route to finishing my freshmanism, i had a piece of the world's biggest strawberry shortcake, saw awesome kids perform a step routine, took many pictures of scene kids at a fall out boy concert (which was fairly freaking awesome despite the fact that i felt like i was demeaning my musical credibility...that i don't even have...with each second i was there), had my half birthday, moshed at the relay for life charity event, tried out for the maryland dance team and failed, i don't like to discuss my failures over the internet because the world wide web obviously thinks i am flawless and amazing so that's probably why i never posted about it, became the amazing tandem known as tapeworm and louse, devised further plans to destroy the world as a part of tapeworm and louse, bothered hilary nachem, made more plans with a person i like to call slavery, made even more plans with mason summers and nathaniel martin, finally carried out a few of those plans, illegally climbed to the top of byrd stadium at night, dated tina myers, insulted brian cognato's erectile capabilities, rolled down hills, and made a facebook group that is literally about nothing.
along the way, i learned the invaluable lesson that one should never fall from a great height, or even a not-so-great height, onto a dorm chair. it's been a month, and my tailbone is still severely damaged.
so after all of that nonsense, freshman year ended, and i came home. i then went to a century meeting, went to baker park and hit my head on a rusty screw, went to sarah's house, attempted to break in because she thought she was locked out, figured out 30 minutes later that the side door was actually open and we hadn't been trying hard enough, slept for sixteen hours, went to lifeguard re-certification, saw The Da Vinci Code with dakota, ran on the c&o canal, got my hair trimmed, went to another century meeting, and finally saw XMEN1.
i am now an x-man, by the way. my name is giselle, and i run fast and am agile.
sarah crum is croquet. she has good hand-eye coordination.
So I have a list of activities I wish to pursue this summer:
California...so i am no longer a poseur
OC, Maryland...with members of the posse
OC, Maryland...with D8ers
Philidelphia, PA...with Tuna, for the cereal bar and Cognation in a school boy uniform
WarPED Tour...with correct annunciation, and with Slavery in girl pants and random other CP/FredxCo people
Other Concerts...possibly Purple Door, Taking Back Sunday, Tilly and the Wall
Tri-State...or any other gathering of Holden^2, ChiChi, the Owenator, and Vieve
The National Institute of Technology in Gaithersburg, MD...tapeworm and louse exclusive
New York City...for a day, just because
The Dobrosielski Dentistry...for Karate Dogs and the DVD release of Final Destination 3
Lifeguarding...like it's my job, young, because it is
on that note:
gah gah gah.
why do i always get the short end of the stick?
my current hypothetical work situation is not what i wanted/expected. to chronicle the travesty, we must go back to january when i had my first meeting of the year with the pool company for which i work, century.
at this meeting, century asked me where i wanted to work, and i replied with the pools that i had liked from last year (when i had been a substitute guard, working at many different places)--braddock heights, villages of urbana--and i only mentioned baker park in passing because part of me didn't want to be assigned there because i would be stomping on sarah's turf, and i feel bad doing that. nonetheless, century told me they kind of wanted me to be an assistant manager at robin meadows, and because i feel bad turning down offers of this sort, i implied that i was okay with it, and we wrote down that pool with the other ones i had selected.
afterwards in the car i regretted my actions, and i told myself i would correct them the next time i was in touch with century.
however...
over the coming weeks, i told sarah that century wanted to place me at robin meadows, and she told me that this was the pool at which her friend jaimie worked (recall funny story of last year in which i worked at a pool with this guy, went to sarah's house, and found a picture of him in a little mermaid frame on her refrigerator). so i started thinking robin meadows was that particular pool at which i had worked, and because i had thought the little mermaid dude was cool and liked the pool somewhat, i became slightly okay with working at robin meadows, despite the fact that it was a small pool and one that i didn't really want to work at originally.
so, when i got my employment notice from century, and they wanted me to work at robin meadows, i agreed, after a while of putting it off to debate in my head about whether or not i should.
however, come today, at the assistant managers/managers meeting, i discovered that robin meadows is not the pool of little mermaid guy, but instead a different pool. a small pool. a pool without many guards. a pool with only 2 male guards.
i don't like girls.
so now i am supposed to be working at the same type of pool which i wanted to avoid. and i am rather distraught.
i want to email my supervisor and relay my feelings, but i don't want to cause trouble. i know i will mess them up if i asked to be switched, and i don't even know if they could switch me to begin with. i need a legitimate excuse so i don't feel like a whiner. i don't know what to do, but i need to do something.
i hope one day something goes my way. it doesn't need to stop going the way of the people who have it good right now; they can keep having it good. i just want my share at some point.
on a lighter note, a girl just facebook messaged me saying she was "Indie Chick #1" from one of my Overheard in College Park posts. i am tremendously pleased.