3:41 p.m. - 2008-09-10
Fall semester summary
I finally have a work study job. I work at the ITS department with computers. Today was actually my first day and it was okay. I got this big old instructional on how to answer phones, make work study order reports, IM my co-workers, handle calls, etc. It was a bit much at first, but I relaxed once I started to work. Today they put me at the front desk.
As for everythingelse, things have been quite busy for me. I have five classes on tuesdays, four on thursdays, one on wednesdays and two on fridays. I also have a shit-load of responsibilities for my sorority. Needless to say, i'm rarely at my apartment. Yesterday, as a matter of fact, I left home at 8:00 am and didn't get back until 8:30 pm.
I like being busy though. It makes me feel like I actually have a purpose in life besides being the quiet, lonely girl with low self-esteem.
I still go to parties, though. Being busy will NEVER stop me from doing that. Haha. And what's funny is, before I came back to school, I vowed to myself that I wouldn't let any party distract me from my studies...but once I got back and the first weekend hit, I realized that I just liked to go out. Period. It has become an addiction. Haha.
...and while we're on the subject of dangerous/stupid decisions, I just realized that I have a new, but dangerous talent. See, last weekend, I went to a frat party and started playing flip cup. After about the second or third round of the game, I go upstairs and puke my brains out. Now, here is where I talk about my new talent. See, usually after throwing up a lot, i'm completely done for the night...but this time, I was just fine, afterwards. It's as if nothing had happened at all. I was even able to get one more drink in when I went back down to the basement. Scary. I should really be careful with that though, cause usually when people get into that kind of habit, they end up over-doing it one night and then never waking up again...I really don't need that happening to me. Personally, I don't feel it would be a very honorable way to die either. I mean, who wants to go down in history as a drunktard who can't control him/herself?
All in all though, this semester has been just fine thus far...now if only I can stop stressing over those grad. classes.
