Hehe. This is why I love  knowing exactly how I can talk to my bosses at work:

Me: Hey, I need $1's *again* at the IMU ramp.
Dan: So?
Me: So I expect you to do it NOW.
Dan: Dang, you're so forceful.
Me: Hey, you brought this upon yourself.

Then there is Keith, who pretty much likes regular humor and who owes me a favor. *evil grin* 2 people took those shifts I was worried about, so I will use that favor for Graduation if necessary. It's nice to have one of those in your pocket. Then there is Wade who is pretty much a pervert. You can imagine the humor here. Sax likes all my shows, and we snark. Lisa is like Miss Mathis from the cinemas, you just have to humor her, and not piss her off. There is no attempt at humor there. No way it would work. She is like Angela from the Office in the worst ways. Jeff, the higher up, the highest I've seen anyway, is like Michael from the office. Sugar highs and bad jokes and running around. You just have to basically do what the Office people do for Michael.

Sax and Dan are not really my bosses, they are a little higher up though. Like 2 steps up. ::shrug:: does no good to piss them off.

I just find it amusing that I've found out how to push buttons, or how not to, I guess.

So my dad randomly came to IC today (which is weird, they never visit me) for the hawk scrimmage(whatever that is) and stopped in. So we talked for awhile about what he thinks I should do after graduation. He does not approve of me volunteering. He REALLY wants me to work for somewhere. Like DHS. That's fine, but I don't want to get stuck, you know? I don't want to work in a crappy job that I don't like because I got lazy and didn't take the GRE and go to grad school. He basically thinks I should do all that for about 10 years and then go back like he and mom did. No, that is not what I want to do.

 But, I told him that I was going to live with Vicky. Assuming he knew that she married Dan, (which he should) he knows it will be with him also. I did not volunteer this information, though. let him figure it out. ::shrug::


PS- What the frak is going on at the IMU? SO BUSY!! Literally, it was like the entire ramp came through. This is like an hour after I wrote the stuff above.

So, yeah. Me V and dan were talking about the living arrangements and were kinda humored that so many people thought it was weird. V was like: Told you dad yet?
Me: No
Dan: what does it matter? I'm a boy?
Me: Well, you're married.
V: *nods*
Dan: That's stupid.
V: You're a polygamist Dan. *Looks at me*
Me: *Shrugs*

V and I are like sisters, really. It would be like me moving in with one of my brothers. No one would think it weird.


Ugh. So ready to go home. Am sick of cars starting on fire. (Or rather, getting overheated. But it has happened, and I really don't care for it again.)

Here we go with the procratinating again... I am posting AND watching the Buffy musical. Then I will full on get to it and then listen to the soundtrack while studying. I just can't seem to motivate myself when I know I will probably not do so well. I guess it helps that the teacher likes me. I had her before, and she knows I don't like to participate( I do when I feel able).

So now I am going to expand on the voicepost I did last week when I talked about the awards thing my brother got into. So he is one of 100 or so out of the country that got it, and he gets to go to Washington D.C. for the awards banquet/show and gets $1000. So the fam and I are all going. Anyway, there is a committee that decides who are the top 5 people. Guess who is on this committee? Richard freaking Dreyfus, You know, JAWS? Amazing.


Here is  where I get to be the proud sister: He is Valedectorian He was the creator of a group that fundraised for Habitat for Humanity, 2 years in a row, they raised A LOT of money. He is in EVERY play, works at Starbucks and Wallaces (a plant store), and is in a lot of extra curriculars.  He applied to a lot of scholarships and  colleges (including Yale. Yep, my brother applied to Yale) and it sucks cause even though all of that, he might not get a lot. St. Thomas is only going to pay for half, and even that will be more than what it takes for me to go to Iowa. He might get the Rotary, which I think is 50,000. (It really is too bad we are not 1/16 irish or anything like that. I think we are 1/32. Damnit. He/me could have gotten something off of that). Still, if he gets accepted at Yale, he will get a full ride, because our family is 'too poor'. So besides the boasting that I will do, my parents won't have to pay! Yay! (they are having a hard time because of all the medical bills).

Whenever we talk, we talk for an hour (like this Sunday). He told me that he still uses the schedule I made for him freshman year. pretty much, I made him a schedule his freshman year of what classes to take for all four years. He followed it, all except one, Honors Physics, because he wanted to take Honors Chem instead. So, I told him to acknowledge me in his book if he ever writes one. I seriously wish someone would have done that for me. It would have been great. So I was touched. That was pretty cool, he looks up to me and stuff. I mean, I always felt like a loser for going to Scott and not trying hard enough in school. My parents kinda just sat back, but with Sam they actually helped and pushed along. No idea why. Like they go to all his school functions, but they never went to mine. I know I was only a cheerleader, but still. So when I actually started trying (around junior year, when I realized that grades were important), it was too late. I mean, my older brother never went to college, he works as a manager at KFC and pretty much hates himself for not doing it, so I feel like I went farther, but I could have been better. That's a lot of the reason I want to go to grad school. Mostly because I don't want to end up as a case worker for the rest of my days, hating the world for all the horrible things I see, and a tiny part to show my parents that I CAN DO IT. They don't think I will. Which is pretty much fuel in the fire, but maybe they know that. Maybe this is all reverse psychology... arseholes. Seriously? The method you used on Sam is MUCH BETTER. I know, I have parental issues. They love my brother more, and this is total middle child crap going on. I fear they are going to do the same to Caleb, who is youngest. Hopefully not, hopefully they pull the Sam stuff on him. It would work out better.


So then I told him that he should send all the colleges that he applied to (and the scholarships) word of this latest award. I mean, it is pretty prestigious. I'm sure that will help.

Can't wait till May. MEIWEI!!!! My favorite restaurant EVER!!!!! Plus I get to use the metro and see museums and art galleries. I will totally save money and buy some cool Rodin stuff at the Rodin Museum. hehe wait... that's in Philly. hehe


Wow. This was meant to be a SAM YAY!! post. Not a wallow in self pity post. Gah. I never EVER see those coming.

And can I comment on how weird it is to say graduation? I feel like the commencement speaker is going to turn into a giant snake or something....

Thinking a lot today about what I'm gonna be doing next year ::ponders:: (don't know why, just one of those days) Here's the not so concrete plan:

• graduate from college (yikes, I hope this one happens at least)
• Take a year off in which I will:
• work my ass off, make some $$$
  
• Move back to the Quad Cities (not with my parents, into a one-room apt)
• try to volunteer at my dad's (mental health facility)-- don't really know if I can, just an idea
• take the GRE(???? I don't know if I'm saying this right. don't know why I'm blanking on this)
• turn in applications to grad schools
• get scholarships/loans
• figure out what I want to specialize in

It's crazy that this is finally happening. I'm a little frightened.

Update on that crazy paper-front----- Got a 6/6.
You might be thinking- hey, why was she so worried about it? It was only 6 points.
Ummm, yeah I guess it was. But, it was 6 points out of 100 points available in the class. I've already lost 5. I need every damn point I can get if I want to get a decent grade. So I missed 5? that means I'm down to a 95% in the class already, and we haven't even gotten to the hard stuff.

I'm gonna stop thinking about that. My stomach is doing flippity flops.