Today is a beginning of the week I finally enjoy. Mostly because I have the day off that is going to result in many little errands. It is also the signal of my last week at the Village [I must also plan a huge shopping trip there before my last day so as to get in my fill of my discount].
Yes! I actually put in my notice after finalizing some details at my alma mater museum about taking on some summer hours there and then replacing someone while they are replacing someone else who's going on mama leave [yay Jill!]. So for the next 14 ish months I will be enjoying the life of a "full time" museum person [because, you know, part time + part time = full time!].
I am vair excited.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Springtime Showers
Usually at this time of year, the rain makes me very happy; being able to watch the rain from inside a lovely warm spot, and knowing that after the rain comes all sorts of lovely flowers makes me happy and all wishy washy. Unfortunately I've become wishy washy this season in the wrong sort of wishy washy.
Coming up will be a full year since graduating and I can barely say I accomplished anything this year. As strenuous and hard-working as it is, nobody really wants to say that they hold down 2 or 3 jobs depending on the season. I'm only glad to say I have 2 jobs to balance out the fact that I have a job that involves what I went to school for and doesn't involve Value Village. But it's so sad.
I'm sure most graduated undergrads can agree with me that most of you work jobs that have nothing to do with what they went to school for - or if you do, it's a little contract position, or part-time position that will never get you going with real-life outside of your parent's house. I pretty much live that life.
Lately I've been offered a wonderful opportunity to do something that I had been hoping I'd get the chance to do but didn't think I'd even be considered a candidate. Now I have, and now that I've got it I have to make a couple big decisions. Especially because it's very hard to go to a job day in and day out and work 6-7 hour shifts while resisting the urge to constantly yell "I QUIT!" in someone's face.
And while my mother seems to secretly hope I'll be able to balance 3 jobs over the summer to bring in extra money, I don't think my brain or body could handle it. Considering I am already on the verge of mental combustion and already on physical derailment, I just don't care about the money anymore. It actually makes it really hard for me to care SO much about earning SO much money right now because most of my life goals slightly depend on someone who has yet to graduate school himself. So I've got a couple more years.
It's just...I don't want to break myself because of a place like where I am right now. It's not worth the minimum wage.
Coming up will be a full year since graduating and I can barely say I accomplished anything this year. As strenuous and hard-working as it is, nobody really wants to say that they hold down 2 or 3 jobs depending on the season. I'm only glad to say I have 2 jobs to balance out the fact that I have a job that involves what I went to school for and doesn't involve Value Village. But it's so sad.
I'm sure most graduated undergrads can agree with me that most of you work jobs that have nothing to do with what they went to school for - or if you do, it's a little contract position, or part-time position that will never get you going with real-life outside of your parent's house. I pretty much live that life.
Lately I've been offered a wonderful opportunity to do something that I had been hoping I'd get the chance to do but didn't think I'd even be considered a candidate. Now I have, and now that I've got it I have to make a couple big decisions. Especially because it's very hard to go to a job day in and day out and work 6-7 hour shifts while resisting the urge to constantly yell "I QUIT!" in someone's face.
And while my mother seems to secretly hope I'll be able to balance 3 jobs over the summer to bring in extra money, I don't think my brain or body could handle it. Considering I am already on the verge of mental combustion and already on physical derailment, I just don't care about the money anymore. It actually makes it really hard for me to care SO much about earning SO much money right now because most of my life goals slightly depend on someone who has yet to graduate school himself. So I've got a couple more years.
It's just...I don't want to break myself because of a place like where I am right now. It's not worth the minimum wage.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
That Time of the Month
I don't know why people get freaked out about women talking about their periods, or actually SAYING the reason why they are cranky, or not feeling well, or wanting to punch someone's face in is because of that. I mean, it's not like anyone's telling you how much they're bleeding or what consistency it is.
The point is: menstruation is a natural thing, and when a girl in her early twenties tells you to leave her alone because she's mad PMS'ing, you should not be shocked and/or appalled, but instead glad she had the sympathy to tell you and then probably back away slowly and run to go get her cookies.
True story.
Now run.
The point is: menstruation is a natural thing, and when a girl in her early twenties tells you to leave her alone because she's mad PMS'ing, you should not be shocked and/or appalled, but instead glad she had the sympathy to tell you and then probably back away slowly and run to go get her cookies.
True story.
Now run.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Mission HP
If anyone recalls, last summer during my immensely boring unemployment, I went through a self-proposed challenge of reading every Jane Austen novel successively, which I did successfully [see the word pun there? Har har har!] within a fairly reasonable amount of time. That is why in preparation of the newest and last installment of Harry Potter movies, I have started rereading the books.
Currently I am about half way through the fourth book and I can tell you I am definately not regretting this challenge as much as I did when I was halfway through Mansfield Park [to clarify, I only regret having to reread Mansfield Park - it's a terribly tedious book and all of the characters really annoy me. Although I can appreciate Austen's attempt].
I think the Harry Potter [does Harry Potter really need to be italicized? Who knows] books and movies are perfect examples where they show how much movies actually cut out details and sub-plots from the original books. As I write this, I am simultaneously watching The Philosopher's Stone and I'm amazed at how many big and little things they've changed to make the movie "better" [it's not actually better, p.s.]. I mean, they've changed a good quarter of the book, which is possibly the smallest book of the series which makes it quite sad that all the brilliant details and sub-plots of the bigger books will go to waste on a cutting room floor somewhere.
I actually cheated a little bit last week when I was really excited to finally gotten all the Harry Potter movies [for some reason, I only owned 1 and 3. Thank yoooou HMV for having the rest on 2 for 20! {And Deathly Hallows part 1 is currently en route from Amazon!}] and was in great need to watch one. So instead of starting with the obvious first one [having already finished the first book] I decided to watch Goblet of Fire, which I am reading right now.
That might have been a bad decision. Starting reading it, I dreaded reading it as I had already been reminded of the major happenings, thanks to the movie. However, now I am more focused and interested in all the little details, characters and sub-plots the movie people have deemed unworthy. Is sad, no? And this is why books will always, always win.
Although I do thoroughly enjoy the movies. Except the fact that Daniel Radcliffe has blue eyes instead of green. The fact that they did not attempt to force his 11 year old self to wear coloured contacts or do ANYTHING seems like blasphemy. BLASPHEMY.
Anyways.
HP rules, Twilight drools.
Currently I am about half way through the fourth book and I can tell you I am definately not regretting this challenge as much as I did when I was halfway through Mansfield Park [to clarify, I only regret having to reread Mansfield Park - it's a terribly tedious book and all of the characters really annoy me. Although I can appreciate Austen's attempt].
I think the Harry Potter [does Harry Potter really need to be italicized? Who knows] books and movies are perfect examples where they show how much movies actually cut out details and sub-plots from the original books. As I write this, I am simultaneously watching The Philosopher's Stone and I'm amazed at how many big and little things they've changed to make the movie "better" [it's not actually better, p.s.]. I mean, they've changed a good quarter of the book, which is possibly the smallest book of the series which makes it quite sad that all the brilliant details and sub-plots of the bigger books will go to waste on a cutting room floor somewhere.
I actually cheated a little bit last week when I was really excited to finally gotten all the Harry Potter movies [for some reason, I only owned 1 and 3. Thank yoooou HMV for having the rest on 2 for 20! {And Deathly Hallows part 1 is currently en route from Amazon!}] and was in great need to watch one. So instead of starting with the obvious first one [having already finished the first book] I decided to watch Goblet of Fire, which I am reading right now.
That might have been a bad decision. Starting reading it, I dreaded reading it as I had already been reminded of the major happenings, thanks to the movie. However, now I am more focused and interested in all the little details, characters and sub-plots the movie people have deemed unworthy. Is sad, no? And this is why books will always, always win.
Although I do thoroughly enjoy the movies. Except the fact that Daniel Radcliffe has blue eyes instead of green. The fact that they did not attempt to force his 11 year old self to wear coloured contacts or do ANYTHING seems like blasphemy. BLASPHEMY.
Anyways.
HP rules, Twilight drools.
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