just another day in da life.. |
This morning, as I made a left hand turn onto the street where my job is located, I noticed a vehicle slowly approaching on my left side.. as if I were not in its way. I make use of my horn, as I typically do, to alert drivers of their stupidity.. but of course, there is only so much one can do. Soon thereafter, I feel a slight bump as my car's rear shifts right.
Am I angry? Am I shocked? Am I even the slightest bit fazed? Not at all.
With the string of bad luck my car has brought me the past couple of months, today was just another day in da life..
I called my dad who pretty much has a heart attack every time he sees my name come up on his caller I.D. seeing as my calls are usually related to some tragedy occurring in my life that I need him to come save me from. Thankfully (kinda), I'm getting used to these calamities and am learning to deal with them myself-- adulthood here I come! -_-
After informing Daddy of my situation, I got out of my car and asked the awkward girl who hit me if she was okay.. then proceeded to call the police who later ruled the accident her fault and provided me with a report to submit to my insurance. I do wish she had hit my front or back bumper which both need repairing, but instead she hit my left rear door.
A couple of years ago back in high school, a friend of mine got hit from behind with me in the car.. I quickly got out of the car and yelled every vulgar word I could think of at this poor guy who just stared quietly and apologized.. I felt bad a couple months later when I almost hit someone and felt what the shock he must've been feelings at that moment. Accidents happen.. no one enjoys them.. no need to get angry at it.
Anyway, I made it to work about 15 minutes late and missed a parent update I had scheduled for 8am. The parents were very understanding and rescheduled for tomorrow. The rest of my day at work was madness.. keeping track of 12 students of 12 different levels/ages/grades/programs is a bit overwhelming. I've been trying to keep track of it all but always seem to fall short at the weekly consultant meetings-- which probably explains why I hate them so much. The other consultant, who's great and helps me out A LOT, is fantastic at the meetings and is able to provide an outline of what each of her students is doing and how well they're progressing.. me?-- I'm able to do this for about half of my students off the top of my head. The director suggested I keep a consultant planning log for my students, which outlines the student's progress throughout their scheduled weeks of instruction from the very day they begin. I was a bit put down by the suggestion because it had implications that I wasn't doing such a great job.. but I was also very appreciative of the advice and took it more as constructive criticism and helpful hints on how to ease my workload and better organize myself. She also asked me to write down a summary of each of my students' progress for the next consultant meetings. She didn't say any of it in a bad way, and I appreciated the critique. I'm determined to use all the tools she suggested and show significant improvement at next week's meeting.
I spoke with one of my student's parents today, who inquired about tips on inducing enjoyment in reading for her son. I suggested she just take her son to Barnes and Noble and let him pick out a book on his own, without imposing any rules or force on him. I've been thinking about this a lot and am definitely taking up reading regularly once I have the GRE off my plate. One of my friends and I actually have a Border's date planned for next weekend where I shall begin reading The Da Vinci Code, as per her suggestion-- and seeing as she knows me pretty well, I'm prettyyy excited =)
I spoke with another one of my friends today, who gave me an hour long explanation on the final break-up situation with his now ex. They've been going through this break-up for about a month now, and I am happy to say it is relieving to have finally heard the end of this saga.
My friend is a very sensitive and emotional guy.. his ex, not so much-- and that seemed to be the issue in their relationship. Long story short, she flopped back and forth from her wanting to try to not wanting to so much for about a month, during which time his feelings were consistent in that he just wanted to be with her. In the end, he finally gave up basically trying to convince this girl to be with him, and she agreed with the break-up with reasons of "having too much on her plate," even though all she does is work a part-time job and work out. I personally saw this as a cop-out excuse and a bullshit reason to avoid telling him she just didn't want to be with him.
Oh, relationships. I feel relationships are more based on personal needs and wants than actual care for another human being.. these two concept are often used interchangeably.. but the truth of the matter is, once one party's needs are no longer satisfied by their partner, or they find greater satisfaction elsewhere, the "love" they felt for that person seems to go out the window... though she did still claim she cared about him-- sounds more like justification for conscience relief to me.. aka bullshit.
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successful night |
Monday night I nearly hyperventilated on my drive home from my GRE class.. tonight I drove home singing (badly) the whole way =)
I attempted to study at Starbucks earlier today and ended up napping in my car for an hour, and after struggling to focus for the last hour of my GRE class, I ended up getting 100% on my math quiz! That, in combination with the cool post-rain smell (which I LOVE), and danza kuduro.. all provided for a successful end to my day =)
Fun Fact of the Day:
Would ya look at that! ..learn something new everyday. |
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oh how I love the genius bar |
Literally opened my laptop last night & was about to blog.. when suddenly my screen just goes black. My macbook (aka my most valued possession/obsession) shut off and refused to turn back on. Seeing as I am incapable of functioning on any other computer, I was damn near tears.
Luckily, the fabulous people at the Genius Bar fixed it in 2 minutes by simply resetting something (free of charge, I might add)! Oh how I love Apple!
Anyway, I am now taking a break from a GRE study session-- which I don't feel sufficiently prepared for.. but the Kaplan professor says this is a common feeling a week before test day, so that made me feel a little better & put the knife back down..
I've taken a liking to studying at Borders. I love the smell of new books and the atmosphere here is so relaxing. I'm making it a point to make weekly, or at least biweekly, trips here on Saturday afternoons. Working with kids who struggle to read has given me a new appreciation for an ability I've always taken for granted and never really enjoyed leisurely. It also bothers me that I don't have a favorite author.. partly because I've never read books that weren't required for school-- & that realization at the age of 22 bothers me even more. |
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Overwhelmed: (often to be overwhelmed) give too much of a thing to (someone); inundate. |
PRETTY FUCKING INUNDATED RIGHT NOW.
Two months ago I was extremely excited about the approaching hectic summer.. and now it's here, and it's been here for a while.. and to be honest, it's still super exciting.. but FUCK, did I underestimate it-- Run-on sentence of the century, or what? Too bad I've been exhausting my brain cells with GRE vocabulary concepts and frankly don't give a fuck :)
As my GRE class neared its end tonight, my professor began discussing tips for soon-to-be test-takers (aka ME)-- instead of offering some relief as I now had new knowledge on how to better prepare for the test that determines my life, her speech had the alternate effect and I felt suddenly ambushed by all my current responsibilities and duties.
Working a full-time job, taking the last classes toward my bachelor's degree, taking an extra course to prep for the GRE, and volunteering at a research lab at my university= 64 hours (including commute) out of 120 hours in a work week, 40 of which are supposed to be spent sleeping (yeah riighttt!), leaving me spending 80% of my waking hours completely swamped with shit to do.. and that other 20% to study pretty much eliminating any possible down time.
Those who know me know that I am definitely not one to complain about my life-- in fact, I hate people who don't appreciate life and whine about it all the time-- so it is rare for me to even be talking like this, but I guess we're all human and need to vent from time to time.
Thankfully, I am feeling extremely accomplished at the end of these hectic days and have been pretty good at managing my time well. I keep a meticulous agenda that keeps me on track and more responsible and better capable of handling 790483290 tasks in one week, or even a day. The skills I'm acquiring now with the peace of mind of having my wonderful parents able and ready to pick me back up at any given fuck-up will be highly beneficial to me later on when I don't have that lifeline.
So all of that probably explains my absence on my blog.. which now has a new name!!-- WHY THE FUCK NOT. Funny how I just spoke about how anxious I was for "postgrad" to be more fitting, when all along it did not accomplish the scope of my blog. I'll get more into it later.. but pretty much why the fuck not captures the essence of most of my blog ideas as it is a question that was never answered throughout my childhood. The whole idea behind the postgrad title was based on this whole self-discovery process that is essentially unraveling through the answering of this question in a variety of aspects in my life.
Starting today, I will make an effort to blog once a day-- factoring this into my 20% of leftover-but-not-really-leftover-time; it is quite relaxing :) And even though I've been MIA, I always do keep my blog in mind and jot down ideas as they come to me--
- my changing relationship with my brother
- drastic situations make people show true feelings-- and that's stupid
- why I love giving to the homeless
- learning to change my own tire!
- my promotion at work + all the other fabulous things about my job
- new relationship outlook
- friendship varying incentives
I look forward to blogging more! Gotta get some of this stuff out of my head. |
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Officially been awake for 24 hours, and about to start getting ready for work. Who needs sleep? -_-
On the bright side, I picked up my cap & gown today =) aside from it costing $100, I'm excited for the title of this blog to actually be fitting! |
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wayyy past overdue |
Finally got to go dancing last night! the music was amazingg! bilirrubina, carlos vives, danza kuduro..
There was a gay couple dancing next to us all night having the time of their lives! I loved seeing openly gay men having a good time in public.. that's how it should be! They weren't even touching each other, just dancing in front of one another.. I wonder if they felt somewhat uncomfortable and were consciously keeping their distance. In any case, I hope this continues to become something that is socially accepted.. we've come a long way from the days where homosexuality was considered a mental disorder, I hope we continue on this path.
Much deserved night outtt, can't wait to do it again :)
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love this. |
Everybody's Free (To Wear Sunscreen) Baz Luhrmann Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you
imagine. Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you Sing Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours. Floss Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
yourself. Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements. Stretch Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone. Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
own.. Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room. Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them. Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out. Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it’s worth. But trust me on the sunscreen… |
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Sarcasm makes up about 90% of my speech. I was born into a Catholic family and currently identify as none of the above. I've lived a sheltered life that I am currently in the process of de-sheltering. I love helping people, though I don't believe in the existence of altruism.
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