This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
Done with classes! I've got my pchem final on Friday and then it's a week of partying, then graduation. I managed to finish 2 art projects, take a test, and write a 9 page (ended up being 10 pages) paper in 2 days. The test was pchem, and I got an 85 on it, average being a 69. Yeah, I'm awesome! I guess not studying didn't hurt. Final shouldn't be too terrible, since I've done fairly well, comparatively, on all of the exams. I realized this semester that the less I care, the better I do. I know that when I stress out about things, I just end up doing badly because I can't focus. When I don't care, it just kind of flows. I stared at the test for about an hour, and then thought, hm, I should probably do something. So, I turned on some Elton John, leaned back in my chair, and just started answering the questions. It was really, bang, bang, bang, done. It was awesome. Hopefully the final will go that well. Actually, who cares, he won't give me lower than a D-, actually, I probably won't get lower than a B, so I don't care at all.
Yesterday was convocation. Bah, nothing like sitting there for 2 hours. I did get to hang out with Justin and make fun of people. I also won some fake award. Well, it's not really fake, but I don't exactly know why I got it. Since we ended up in the balcony for convocation (way to go juniata), I took my cap off and unzipped my robe and curled up next to the wall, it was a prime napping spot. And since I wrote an entire 10 pages the night before, starting after my pchem exam at 10 pm, I was exhausted. So, I was happily semi-napping, and I hear my name and to stand up. I was confused, I didn't know what the hell a hypercube scholar was (my brother says it has to do with computational chemistry, which I don't do, this is why my award is fake), I was all disheveled, then I remembered I was on the balcony and no one could see me, so it didn't matter. I got some nice cheers from my balcony people. Justin and I kept trying to guess who won what award, we were about 0-50. I am not really pleased with the award situation at Juniata College. It's mostly based on who's up the professor's ass all the time, or in some cases, who cheats off of someone the best, not mentioning any names, but it's true. Anyway, after that, we went to get our pictures taken. I was in the front row of the seats (because since we were in the balcony, we got up and left as soon as it was over). Unfortunately, they put 2 rows of people on the floor, and Brad was sitting directly in front of me. Yeah, I was hidden. Actually, not really unfortunately, I didn't care.
My mom came up today to pack a few things and to buy some nice shirts for me. We went out for lunch and chatted. I told her that I didn't want to take some crappy job because I'm lazy and wouldn't bother looking for something better. She agreed, heh, my mom knows I'm a lazy bastard and is ok with it. I got lucky in the mom department. She seems to understand that I don't want to spend my life working, and that I really just want to be happy and enjoy my life. With my brother being the opposite of that, I'm sure it's hard on my parents, but they're really understanding which is cool. However, I don't want to be a burden on them, so I'm really trying to get a job, so I don't have to live at home for too long. I'm sure they would get sick of me coming home at 2, drunk, and eating all of their food. Sure, they think it's funny now, but I've only done that once before, and I'm sure they would just get sick of me stumbling home and having really loud conversations with Trix. So, I applied to take a civil service test a week after graduation and try to get a job in the dep. I'm also going to apply to be a sign technician. It's sad, but that has been my life's goal, I've always wanted to stand at a construction site and hold the sign, and the really sad thing is that I'm not being sarcastic, I really have always wanted that job.
Oh speaking of jobs, Todd asked me how I was, and I said that I hate my life and he said why, and I said because I'm still working here, at the exact same time my boss walked in. She was all offended and I said, well, it's true. Ha, it was awesome. I've had this "what are they gonna do, fire me?" attitude for a few weeks now. I'm officially calling it quits Saturday. No more SIM for me. I won't be working during senior week, sorry, I'll be drunk.
Ok, bedtimes, or maybe lookingforacheapapartmentinoraroundAltoonatimes. I've got enough money saved up for me to find a cheap place for about a year, that's with no income coming in, and seriously, if I don't have income coming in for a year, I'll start whoring myself out. And on that note, goodnight!
Yesterday was convocation. Bah, nothing like sitting there for 2 hours. I did get to hang out with Justin and make fun of people. I also won some fake award. Well, it's not really fake, but I don't exactly know why I got it. Since we ended up in the balcony for convocation (way to go juniata), I took my cap off and unzipped my robe and curled up next to the wall, it was a prime napping spot. And since I wrote an entire 10 pages the night before, starting after my pchem exam at 10 pm, I was exhausted. So, I was happily semi-napping, and I hear my name and to stand up. I was confused, I didn't know what the hell a hypercube scholar was (my brother says it has to do with computational chemistry, which I don't do, this is why my award is fake), I was all disheveled, then I remembered I was on the balcony and no one could see me, so it didn't matter. I got some nice cheers from my balcony people. Justin and I kept trying to guess who won what award, we were about 0-50. I am not really pleased with the award situation at Juniata College. It's mostly based on who's up the professor's ass all the time, or in some cases, who cheats off of someone the best, not mentioning any names, but it's true. Anyway, after that, we went to get our pictures taken. I was in the front row of the seats (because since we were in the balcony, we got up and left as soon as it was over). Unfortunately, they put 2 rows of people on the floor, and Brad was sitting directly in front of me. Yeah, I was hidden. Actually, not really unfortunately, I didn't care.
My mom came up today to pack a few things and to buy some nice shirts for me. We went out for lunch and chatted. I told her that I didn't want to take some crappy job because I'm lazy and wouldn't bother looking for something better. She agreed, heh, my mom knows I'm a lazy bastard and is ok with it. I got lucky in the mom department. She seems to understand that I don't want to spend my life working, and that I really just want to be happy and enjoy my life. With my brother being the opposite of that, I'm sure it's hard on my parents, but they're really understanding which is cool. However, I don't want to be a burden on them, so I'm really trying to get a job, so I don't have to live at home for too long. I'm sure they would get sick of me coming home at 2, drunk, and eating all of their food. Sure, they think it's funny now, but I've only done that once before, and I'm sure they would just get sick of me stumbling home and having really loud conversations with Trix. So, I applied to take a civil service test a week after graduation and try to get a job in the dep. I'm also going to apply to be a sign technician. It's sad, but that has been my life's goal, I've always wanted to stand at a construction site and hold the sign, and the really sad thing is that I'm not being sarcastic, I really have always wanted that job.
Oh speaking of jobs, Todd asked me how I was, and I said that I hate my life and he said why, and I said because I'm still working here, at the exact same time my boss walked in. She was all offended and I said, well, it's true. Ha, it was awesome. I've had this "what are they gonna do, fire me?" attitude for a few weeks now. I'm officially calling it quits Saturday. No more SIM for me. I won't be working during senior week, sorry, I'll be drunk.
Ok, bedtimes, or maybe lookingforacheapapartmentinoraroundAltoonatimes. I've got enough money saved up for me to find a cheap place for about a year, that's with no income coming in, and seriously, if I don't have income coming in for a year, I'll start whoring myself out. And on that note, goodnight!