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Art Colony: quagmire of a quandary
Monday, December 6, 2004
› by victoria
The computer only now started working at my job.
Marquette has the world's worst internet connection. I am not joking, this place has such an unreliable internet connection that I almost feel it's provided from the Ghostbuster's ectoplasm or pixie dust or hamsters running in wheels. It's been down since last night at 11 PM and all day until about 5 minutes ago. Working today was a NIGHTMARE--we had un-checked-in books, CDs, DVDs all piling up behind the reserves desk and had to "manually" check out items to people. If it weren't for my random good memory, we wouldn't have been able to assist a lot of people (they would just say something random like "I need a book for my chem class" to which I would respond "does it have a beige cover?" and then surprise them by knowing exactly where it is in 2 shakes).
Anyways, I made a BIG mistake last night. Me and B.f stayed over hangin' with my friend Robin until 3:45 AM in the morning. It was really fun, I mean, we had a blast, but when you get home at 4 AM there's not really anything you can do but miss all your morning classes. I feel like shit, luckily i had some advil to take to relieve my lack o' sleep headache but still... I feel like I'm letting all my teachers down. Plus today is only monday, I get paid on wednesday, and I'm literally out of money. Which is *not* good, especially considering that I should be printing my homework at school (which costs $) and printing my assignments at school (also costs $) and need gas for the car (which also costs $). I'm not complaining, I'm just exhausted and somehow terribly saddened that, while studying my psychology book yesterday, I saw the checklist for depression and I had every single thought indicative of it in the past week and had them all up to the "5" which is the highest level. And ironically, i'm naturally a happy, easy-going, friendly person--it's just that when you feel this powerless (and you have a Mom who sends you emails that tell you that your younger sister refers to you as an "a**wipe") there's not much positivity that you can feel for long.
"If I have a fairy godmother, she sure has rotten timing." --Duncan, from MY TEACHER FRIED MY BRAINS
Somethign I always appreciate are the positive thoughts of all the people reading this. Which is kind've a metaphysically cool thing in itself--I feel like I'm waving out a window to people all over the US/Canada/the World who are all cool & fantastic and who all wish me well. If I can make it through the big theater arts website, I'll post a link on here for you all to enjoy, please wish me lots of luck so we can finish it by thursday morning. And then my advertising portfolio is due by next monday, but the website is infinitely more important right now!
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