i started out the week on a relative high after the successes of our all-american cinco de mayo party (if they can boycott us we can boycott them) and the dunwoody beer festival (despite the cut foot from glass in the marta station). i had work to do, like outside of the house real office kind of work to do. my sister works for a hiring agency and they had a one week gig so i figured, why not? i got a break from school.
my 8 hour a day job quickly became a lot more when what we were doing (taking phone orders for an online, well-known flower company) got out of control with mothers day fast approaching. they were handing out overtime like it was free for them and thanking us for doing them a favor. they literally were telling people "do whatever your body will handle." i figured 10am to 6 pm, a four hour break and then 10pm to 3am was cake. i mean, you get a 4 hour break.
then it occured to me this would be for three days straight, and i'd have to get sleep in my 7 hours between 3am and 10am. well, it is only three days... that's what i kept repeating in my head. i was on autopilot for 3 days, just grabbing sleep in my car on lunches and answering the phone over, and over, and over and over and over again. i knew things were getting bad when i accidentally answered "thank you for calling t-mobile, this is megan"... oops.
but it was fun, and something different, and definately passed the time (in that it took up all of my time) for a week. a little cash here and there is good. especially when you are otherwise unemployed.
but i did get the good news of straight A's last semester. my dean's list letter is going on the fridge. and this time, i bypassed the arm-pumping and went straight to my victory dance.
now i've started my maymester class. 16 weeks of normal class squeezed into 2. and i have the shortest attention span in the world so the 4 hours a day thing is killing me. on top of it all, they insist on doing it at 8am in the morning. ridiculous. but my teacher is cool and this whole finance thing seems like cake so i can't complain too much.
in fact, if i could take all my classes in two week form i think i would. given the choice i'd definately go for it. you could squeeze in so many more classes. even if you just took one a month and then had 2 weeks off for whatever. plus it goes at a lot faster pace so i don't get so bored with the class. i have a hard time sustaining interest in anything for 16 weeks, let alone something as riveting as finance or accounting.
i wonder if my school has a suggestion box... i'm filling out a card.
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posted by megs at 02:23
5.03.2006
AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!
after all these years you would think i'd be used to taking finals and doing presentations...
you'd think.
stage fright? who me?
i hate standing in front of people because i can feel the flush creeping up my neck hitting my cheeks my ears and i know i look stupid and my voice begins to shake but if i just stand up here and read off my script but glance up and make eye contact all at the same time without losing my place and staying focused but don't focus on anyone like imagining they are all naked but that's gross so i stare at the paper and my face gets hotter while my hands start to shake in time with my voice so just clear your throat and get on with it already because you are almost there and almost done but don't forget to keep advancing the slides because that will just make it worse like you don't know what you are doing because really you don't and you start to realize that marketing probably involves a lot of this kind of presenting and talking and pitching and you don't know what you got yourself into but hey look its the last slide so one more deep breath and hit enter and read....
shit. i lost my place. but got through it alright. not actually that bad.
i better get a damn A.
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posted by megs at 21:17
Baseball!!
here's the pix i took with my camera phone from our awesome seats at the braves game... i never realized that everything looked so big from the lower level when you are practically right on the field. it was good times but a very short game (barely 2 hours) so we didn't get to take full advantage of our waitress. oh, and the seats had cupholders. a waitress and cupholders... it was pretty cool.
this is huey looking sly... or silly... it was his first night with glasses so it's hard to tell...
this is me doin what i do... drinkin.
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posted by megs at 13:47
5.01.2006
HA HA!! I win!!
after all these years of trying and failing, hating every minute of it and being overcome with waves of apathy whenever it became crunch time, i've finally realized the secret to doing well and wanting good grades in my classes at school...
it's not because i think the material is so important that i really want to learn it...
it's not because i feel that grades are the end all be all that some other people think they are...
it's the giddy feeling i get when i click the link to download the excel sheet with everyone's grades, then open it and scan down with my mouse to my student ID number, then over to my grade... then at every else's grades... and i do a victory arm pump in the air.
anonymously, i know that i did better than everyone else on that test. and i also know that i was the first one finished with the test. and i know that everyone else is going to look at that gradesheet and hate the anonymous person who got the perfect score. in highschool i had lots of people to compete with because i was around a ton of kids who were smarter than me all the time, and that pushed me to do better. i'm more competitive than i thought and i like thinking i'm smarter than my classmates now. it's a little conceited, but it gets me through the weeks and weeks i have to spend in these classes where i don't know anyone and they don't know me.
and in the end it all kind of balances out because this is probably their first time around and i'm on, like, my third with this college thing. i guess practice makes perfect... but i'm not going to focus on that...
