Saturday, June 24, 2006

back to the b.a.

So. I talked to the head of the education department and we worked it out that I can still graduate on time and get everything I need for certification. So I will graduate in the spring and then, in the fall, I'll come back to Hollins as a "special MALS" student... meaning I'll be in grad school but not seeking a degree, so that I can student teach. This is good news for several reasons:

1)I get to graduate with my friends (and a certain awful person can stop trying to hold it over me that I was going to graduate late)

2)Student teaching will be affordable, and

3)I can do grad school for something more interesting than education.

But now, I'm thinking that grad school can wait. I want to continue my education, but I also want to establish a life... maybe I can continue later on, and become one of those old ladies that I now have to show how to check their email. Woooooo.

Anyway, I'm working in the library all this weekend. So far it's quiet except for my coworker who is always loud... but as I told my wonderful Corey last night, I'm thinking I shoulda done Kroger again.

I call him wonderful because he gave me like a full minute hug last night and told me he loved hanging out with me. Yay! Sweet kid, even if he is a little short :-)

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Everything's easy now.

Tomorrow I find out if I want to go to grad school at Hollins or not. I'm not sure how I feel about Hollins for another three years. Can't continue the undergraduate education program, though. For one thing, I will never graduate. Second, they win: they beat me down and now I'm staying down... for now. Freaking jerks.

That being said, I'm noticing that the summer grad students here are jerks. Man, talk about snobs. Yeah you have your B.A. Congratulations. Now please get over yourself.

Working in the library is completely different as I basically just run errands for grad students until I can barely trudge back to my room at night. I told my boss that I need a shirt saying "I AM NOT COMPUTER SERVICES" because so many of the older grad students are computer illiterate. I sympathize with them, but I can't spend my entire shift tutoring them on microsoft. I also can't fix the printers and copiers. But the lucky jerks over at comp serv. leave at 4:30, leaving me 5 1/2 hours of fun time with the helpless patrons in the library.

And I'm sorry, but our online catalog is the simplest and most complete of any online catalog I have ever seen. Grrrr.

End rant... maybe.

The good news is that going to work at 2pm suits me wonderfully. Also, my supervisor is wonderful. Yay.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

insomnia

It sucks when you find someone who gets you... and then they disappear. So you are left alone with your thoughts in a way that wasn't quite as painful before.

I watched five movies this weekend. I liked Emporer's New Groove the best.

Grandma's hugs are momentous occasions.

Also momentous: Russell and I agreeing on something important.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

i have become an old fogey

There isn't a lot to say now because my life is boring. I am 21, and now have no compelling urge to drink in excess. I had a beer (girly beer, I mean... Smirnoff strawberry) with Tracey the other day while playing Spongebob on Gamecube, and it was lowkey and awesome.

I work fulltime at a library. My boss is obsessed with occupation, as many are... Dude, sometimes there is nothing to do and that is okay. She is trying to devise all these projects for people to do when they are stuck at the desk. I think she needs to accept that 100% productivity is impossible.

Not to be lazy. I mean, dude, I worked my butt off this week. A lot of physical labor, too.

Now I'm a bit ill. Mom brought me home after she finished babysitting last night because I felt so awful and couldn't drive myself. I looked pitiful, a blanket wrapped over my pajamas with a basket of laundry at my side, hair all stringy and such.

A little less than two months until my first apartment. Mom loves one of my roommates and hates the other. Who could have seen that coming? *raises hand* They are pretty similar actually, except one is more outgoing... and black. *shockshock*

Maybe I'll tell Grandma that tomorrow :-D Tell her about a few other things while I'm at it? Better think of her heart...

Anyway. I think I'm gonna go to bed. Boring Old Angie.