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| Monday, June 6th, 2005 | | 2:07 pm |
And so it begins. Ladies and gents, with the permanent accounts going on sale tomorrow, I'm now officially consolidating this journal and ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) beaux into one. Please friend raineesue right about now if you plan on keeping up with me!I'll be consolidating both journals' friends lists into one. If you want to make specifically sure you're kept on/added to raineesue's friends list, just let me know -- I tend to be bad about friending people back that I actually mean to. | | 9:05 am |
Heh.
So as of a couple days ago, I changed my screensaver so it now cycles through my iPhoto library. And I came into my room from showering just now to be treated to a photo from last summer of imnotsatan spread-eagled in her parents' bathtub, with a used car salesman smile and a suggestively positioned bottle of conditioner. And I just realized I still have her copy of Hellsing 4. Maybe I'll send it to Belize as a surprise. Safe travels, chere. Current Mood:  calm | | Sunday, June 5th, 2005 | | 6:10 pm |
( MIS 309 Assignment )Am I the only person at Ole Miss who got the memo that it's SUMMER? Gotta love the fact that this damn class didn't start until after I started getting burned out on work. And I apparently don't have the proper version of Excel to do all my assignments with. And I can't figure out which version I do need, because the features are completely different between Windows and Mac in the same versions. Dad's mysterious Software Connection is just getting me the latest available version and we're gonna cross our fingers from there on out. As far as the burned out on work thing... I like my job, I really do. And I knew the pay was low when I accepted the offer. Hell, if I were in Rick's position, I don't know that I'd hire anyone at all, with the way business is going. I guess he feels I'm useful up to my cost. But it's all just sort of tedious. Answer the phone, check in the occasional machine, hold something out of the way on the bench. I just don't feel like I'm doing all that much. On the rare occasion someone wanders in that I get to work some sales magic on, I get completely jittery and nervous, although I don't think it shows. And I keep making tiny mistakes -- not getting a serial number, forgetting to push a certain button on the point-of-sale machine and having to start over -- and Rick is just so long-winded by nature that when he tries to tell me what I should have done, it ends up going on forever and feeling like a lecture. There just don't seem to be enough hours in the day anymore. I wake up at 7-ish, get to work at 10, get home at 5:30. Dinner is usually sometime around then. Then it's 8 or 8:30, I've had absolutely no time to myself, and I have to be in bed by 11 or so to be worth a damn the next morning. I've been working most Saturdays too, which is 9 to 1. And to top it all off, I need to find some way to get 10 hours of community service done before fall semester. It's just so damn much to do, and none of it seems worth it. I'm too tired to even enjoy what little time I'm not working my ass off on something. I'm half-assing my diet, and Dr. Sherwood wants me down to 200 by the end of the summer -- I could do it if I gave a damn, but I'm usually either so rushed I can't worry about it or so stressed that a Wendy's double and a Frosty might be the only bright point in my day. Aside from all this is the money issue. I've got enough right now, but... I dunno. When I was planning on saving up for a computer, all I could think about was the fact that I was missing Challenge. I got my Challenge ticket in the mail today, and I'm working on the airfare, but all I can think now is that I'm not going to have enough for that computer. And to top it all off, I noticed on my prepayment of rent form that the single room in Northgate cost enough extra that I probably won't even get my usual check from the school next semester. Which means either getting a job (a pain in the ass considering my schedule) or relying a lot more on the 'rents (which I just plain don't wanna do). This is actually way more than I intended to write in this post and really, I'm sure there's more to say, but I'm too tired to deal with it. Current Mood:  exhausted | | 12:19 pm |
As promised: Pictures!It goes to the first album by default, links to the others are at the top. | | Thursday, June 2nd, 2005 | | 1:51 pm |
Hoose!
For the record, as of the piece of paper my mom just got, the double room in my apartment next semester is STILL open. So if anyone wants the benefit of a very agreeable and easygoing roommate who really really loves to cook, go sign up for 104 D. Current Mood: chipper | | 12:56 pm |
For the record...
ZOMG AN APPLE PRODUCT PROFESSIONAL IS ME! And I even got a free .Mac account in the process. Expect me to start posting neurotic amounts of photo albums in the coming months. Current Mood: pleased | | Monday, May 30th, 2005 | | 3:05 pm |
Dude. In cleaning my room, I just sat down and flipped through the binder I used freshman year (the red vinyl one with the velcro letters on the front that said either 'Claymate' or 'Nerdcore' depending on my mood). And all I want to know is why none of my so-called friends ever told me how much I sucked then? Seriously. I was such a lazy, arrogant, whiny, useless little douche-faced TOOL. If not for the one really good paper I wrote for Poli Sci, I would burn the whole thing. It kind of hurts, too... because I realize flipping through it how interesting and useful a lot of the stuff I was supposed to be learning then really was. I feel like I need to personally apologize to Dr. Quinney for blowing her class off the way I did. And now, now I'm not gonna have any more wide-based liberal arts classes like that to take, unless I decide to just totally bog myself down and go after that Spanish minor anyway. Which I really doubt I'll have the gumption to do. I look at that notebook and I feel like I really did waste a year of my life, and a year of my education. Even aside from screwing over my GPA, I missed a lot of opportunities I'll never have again. Current Mood: disappointed | | Saturday, May 28th, 2005 | | 10:34 pm |
THIS WAY UP
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From Go-Quiz.com Current Mood:  sillyCurrent Music: Enya -- "Adiemus" | | Wednesday, May 25th, 2005 | | 10:33 pm |
The only thing worse than angst is completely unjustifiable angst. So, I'm PMSing like mad right now. And while most women presumably get evil and bitchy while PMSing, I just get emotional. To degrees that are crazy even for me. Tonight has mostly consisted of two things: Carrie Underwood (you know, the tiny perky adorable blonde) won American Idol. I've not seen a moment of AI this year, I've never heard a note out of her mouth. All I know is that's one more damn tiny perky adorable blonde out there who's wonderful and attractive and talented and wanted in all the ways I'll never be. Just like all the ones I see every day at school, just like the ones all over the damn TV all the time. The same ones that even the sweetest and best-intentioned guys go for, societal conditioning or instinct or whatever you wanna call it. That, and tonight's TV had an alarming profusion of those eHarmony and Match.com commercials with the adorable "Look how happy and not you we are!" type couples. Normally, none of this would bother me. But I'm PMSing. And I'm very close to curling up in bed and sobbing myself to sleep. Because I do not fucking want to be me anymore. You people, 80% of you reading this journal, are too... I don't wanna say too smart for me, because on a purely intellectual level? Not true. But too everyday-intellectual for me. I've got the brain power, I just don't incorporate it in my daily life that much. I'm happy not thinking. And most of y'all make it painfully obvious that you've got some kind of disrespect for me for that. I don't know if I could be in a relationship with someone like most of the people I know in Oxford. But at the same time, I'm just plain not enough of a stereotypically cute ditz to fit in with more "average" type people, either. I don't really know what I'm saying anymore. I just still feel unwanted and still want to cry. And the worst part of it all is knowing completely in my mind that it's just the PMS talking... or sobbing, whatever... and that I shouldn't be this upset. But I still am. Current Mood: lonely | | 4:38 pm |
Dear Boss, I didn't take down that person's number who asked you to call him back, because his machine is the biggest most complicated job we have. It's been in here since before I started work a week and a half ago. He has called us every single day. You have called him back every single day. You've got his fucking number! I'm dreadfully sorry that I didn't bring my secretarial skills with me to my job as a sales rep. XOXO (for the most part, just not right now), Rainee. Current Mood:  irritated | | Thursday, May 19th, 2005 | | 4:12 pm |
| | Monday, May 16th, 2005 | | 8:06 pm |
This is your world.
| Spring Semester 2004-2005 |
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| Course | Grade | Grade Description | Credits Earned |
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| Bus 271 | Business Communication | A | A - Excellent | 3 | | Econ 203 | Principles of Macroeconomics | A | A - Excellent | 3 | | Engl 250 | Applied Writing | A | A - Excellent | 3 | | MIS 241 | Management Information Systems I | A | A - Excellent | 3 | | Math 268 | Calculus for Business, Econ., & Accy. II | A | A - Excellent | 3 | | Semester |
GPA: 4.00
Points: 60.00
Attempted Hours: 15.00
Earned Hours: 15.00
Graded Hours: 15.00 | | Resident |
GPA: 3.21
Points: 212.00
Attempted Hours: 70.00
Earned Hours: 70.00
Graded Hours: 66.00 | | Classification: Junior Academic Standing: Good Standing | | Academic Distinctions: Chancellor's Honor Roll |
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That? Is your world as rocked by me. Any questions? Current Mood: \m/ | | Saturday, May 14th, 2005 | | 7:39 pm |
For the record, imnotsatan, I found your copy of Hellsing volume 5. Unfortunately, it was underneath my refrigerator, and I didn't find it until after it had defrosted. So yeah, I'll be swinging by Borders on my way back from Wal-Mart in a sec here to get you a new one. Lo siento, querida. Current Mood:  embarrassedCurrent Music: Matchbox Twenty -- "The Burn" | | 12:41 am |
Just a note that I am, in fact, home and safe. Can't find half my shit in that damn van, but hey. I HAVE A NEW DESK. It is the spiffiest desk EVER. I can have my TV and computer BOTH on it, and then still have ROOM for shit! It's astounding! Sleeeeeeep. Sleep good. I start work Monday, if anyone's ever in Madison, swing by and I'll sell you an iPod. Current Mood: homeCurrent Music: sleep | | Wednesday, May 11th, 2005 | | 12:09 pm |
I feel like I did well on my Macro final this morning. Didn't pwnz0r it or anything, but I don't doubt my A in the class except for extenuating circumstances. Have calculused myself into oblivion, so I'm pretty sure I can do well on that one too. Apparently, I can get about $130 back for my books this semester, barring the one I'm going to roast tomorrow night -- and in packing, I discovered a bunch of my books from last semester I never got around to selling back, including the really pretty hardcover Smith and Roberson's Business Law (I might keep that one just 'cause it's nice though). None of it remotely NEAR what I paid for them originally, but then, the school paid for them originally, and cash is cash, especially when it's well over a hundred bucks. Actually, I just got the quote back -- last semester's books total about $40, again, not including the nice b-law one. Which is hardcover, leather-bound, pretty much pristine and lists at about $150. And the weird little book I never touched for micro last semester is only $2.50, so I'll be bringing it to the burning too. I actually enjoyed the book, but it's a representative effigy of that class, which was EVIL. All that and I just had free pizza. Life ain't bad. I'm going to go fetch Louis from the auto shop, then take most of these books back to the place-that-will-pay-me-for-them. Too paranoid to sell Calculus just yet, and still not sure if I want to part with the pretty b-law tome. I should get a good $120 in pocket change, though, which makes me very, very happy. | | Tuesday, May 10th, 2005 | | 7:30 pm |
Grar. This is the second worst I have felt all semester (behind the whole head-cold-into-ear-infection-into-toxic-t ummy debacle). And it's all my own fault. I got... 3.5 hours of sleep last night, max. Napped for about an hour, which was a bad plan. And now I'm stone tired, like barely holding my head up... but if I take a nap now, I won't be able to sleep tonight, which means I'll be like this again for my 8 AM final, which is a really bad plan. On upside of things: feel very confident about the test in question, and I've also studied myself to pieces over calculus and I feel like I know it. I've seriously done every homework set (not in its entirety, but several of the ones with the answers in the back) at least twice. Today there was only one that straight-up stumped me, and I don't remember there being any like that on our previous tests. I refused to let myself go "eh, I'm close, I'll bullshit it and get partial credit" because I'm pretty sure the final is multiple-choice. Which is EVIL, because they work out the problem with the most common errors and put THOSE answers down as alternatives. Damn the man. However, I noticed that I study SO MUCH BETTER in math with my Focalin. This makes me mad, because I haven't been taking it during class all year since it was the only class I had that day and I didn't want to deal with the effects afterwards (ADD + boredom = extra-painful boredom, but ADD medicine + boredom = neurotic fits). And I keep thinking if I'd taken it before classes I might not desperately need the A on this final that I do. There's apparently a two-dollar all you can eat study breakfast at 9 tonight at the Commons. I wouldn't mind going if anyone else wants to/is planning to, but I don't care enough to go by myself. I think I'll go start packing. Hopefully that will keep me from falling asleep. Current Mood:  waaaaant naaaap | | Monday, May 9th, 2005 | | 9:11 pm |
Someone out there with a functioning vehicle and too much time on their hands should call Hopper and offer him a ride home. My battery is zonked and Louis's radiator is losing its mind again, so he's wandering home probably by way of the Square and more alcohol. Current Mood: unjustifiably concerned | | 3:52 pm |
And lo, it was decreed, that there would be a congregation at El Charro. Probably around 7 tonight. Anyone who's interested, chime in here, and we shall arrange something more definite. | | Friday, May 6th, 2005 | | 7:45 pm |
| | Thursday, May 5th, 2005 | | 2:10 pm |
Just finished a chef salad and box of Pocky. Shall going in a couple of hours to watch the spiky one do things to primes that are probably illegal in some states. After that, no plans. Still no word from the CEO people. I'm getting annoyed. I'm officially out of my business communications test, though by the skin of my nose (I had a 91.5 before the final). But yeah, I took my A and ran. I'll probably study for econ on and off between now and Tuesday, and then bury myself in calculus all Tuesday and Wednesday. I would reaaaaaally ♥ to pull out an A in there, especially since I did so handily last semester. Of course, last semester I had Sukanek, and this semester I have a stammering idiot*, so that might be the difference too. I'm growing concerned with my inability to do anything besides eat for fun. When I get bored, I tend to nap, which is bad for my sleep schedule, which I've just now gotten back to somewhere near sane. Too broke to go shopping, too fat to go eat... have absolutely nothing else to do with myself. Anybody got any ideas? * OK, she's not a stammering idiot, she just can't teach for crap. Current Mood: boooooooooooredCurrent Music: something beeping in a neighbor's room... |
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