Sick

Yup. I have a full-blown cold over here. But, strangely enough, the cold is not the reason why I haven't updated for the last week. Nope. It's the lack of Internet what does it.

Perducci!!!!

Seriously though. I don't even know how I got this cold. On Sunday my throat started hurting, and the next day (you guessed it... Monday) it was a little worse. Unfortunately that's the day that I went to play with Erachamay, so I was all sluggish and tired and my head hurt and I felt bad that I didn't have enough energy to have more fun. Don't get me wrong. I had a LOTTA fun. Just not as much as I would have had if I hadn't had a cold starting.) It's weird: usually when I get sick, I'll either get one of those two-day colds that aren't enough to put you out of the game, or a mega cold that will leave me flat on my back for a week. This cold, surprisingly, is in the middle.

Yeah, who cares about my cold? Boring!!!

Um, let's see... what did I do that was fun? Oh, yeah. I went to Springville to play with Erachamay and her little Tyler :). I also rode on the Front Runner on Saturday (but since all of my readers are people who already knew that, I won't go into detail.)

Gah!!! My computer is being more annoying than usual!!! (I'll start typing and the cursor will magically appear in a spot other than the one where it should be, and it's Driving Me CRAZY!) So I'm gonna have to cut this post a bit short.

Oops, too late. It's already too long.

Long Time, No Post

Man, man! It seems like forever since I last updated. I used to update, like, once or twice a day at school, but since school (with the fast wireless connection) ended, it means that I won't be updating much for the next few months.

Hey! My digital camera arrived on... Tuesday? Yeah, I think it was Tuesday. I'm excited!

Really, other than that, I have nothing to say. You'd think, what with school being out for a whole week now, that I'd have something more interesting to say. But I have nothing. Nada. Nope.

*Sigh* Such is my sad and boring life.

So get this...

So... today is the last official day of school! (For me, at least.) Yes, I know classes ended yesterday, but I still had to come in to work today.

Only there was this little problem. Graduation Commencement was scheduled for today at 2:00 in the afternoon, and the Institute Choir (which I am in) was obligated to sing for Commencement. So I had to be there. Here's the problem: my work shift started AT 2:00 PM!!! Figure THAT one out.

Miscommunication. That's all it comes down to.

Now, I have known about Graduation for weeks. My choir teacher has stressed the importance of our being there many times, so I knew that I couldn't miss it (even though I wasn't exactly thrilled with the prospect of being there.) What I DIDN'T know was that I was expected to work that day. (My boss never told me and I didn't think to ask... I thought that the college would be closed completely after the semester ended. That's a nope.) Anyway, I was expected to be in two places at once, and I was going crazy. (I'm talking about last night, by the way.)

So I emailed my boss saying that there might be a problem with me getting to work on time, and I told him why. He emailed me back this morning and said that it was okay, I could come into work when I could. (Just as long as I came.) So... I feel a little bit better.

What I feel really bad, angry, annoyed, and upset about is the fact that I was under the delusion that Graduation started at 1:00 or 1:30. And I told my boss so. But I was mistaken. (The choir was told to meet at the Assembly Hall at noon. I thought, "Oh, we probably only need half an hour to rehearse and then half an hour for lunch, so I guess that means we start around 1:00 or 1:30." Again with the nope.)

What I'm really trying to say is: I WAS TWO HOURS LATE FOR WORK BECAUSE SOMEONE HAD TO SCHEDULE GRADUATION FOR THE MOST INOPPORTUNE TIME EVER!!!

Absolute Frustration

Arrrrrgggghhhh! (No, I'm not a pirate.)

I just got an email from my boss saying that he wouldn't need ANY lab assistants over the summer break (from April until June.) He seemed sincerely sorry about it, but this is bad, bad timing. Since I wasn't going to be working in the lab much over the break, I wasn't as upset as I could have been, but it is still highly annoying.

Here's the deal: For the past few weeks, my boss has been telling all of us lab assistants (or "labbies") that he didn't need all of us to work during the summer break or else we would use up all of the budget. That made sense to me, and since I live at home and don't need to pay for rent or food, I decided to step aside and let other people have first priority. None of us (including my boss) really knew what was going on... we didn't know how many "not all of us" would be, and what we would be doing and if there really was anything to do. Not a great situation.

Then, in our most recent meeting, my boss informed us that he didn't think the computer lab would even be open during the summer break. (Brief moment of panic for all of us.) He lessened the blow when he said that instead of having one person work in the lab like he originally thought he would, he would have one person work in the library... you know, keep all the computers in there under control. (Ok. It sounds ok so far... maybe I can work once or twice every other week...)

Then, today, the LAST DAY OF CLASSES, he sends out this email saying that "Never mind, I really don't need any of you to work during the break." Grrr. Perducci!

This means that I REALLY have to look for a job now. One that can keep me occupied for about 2 months. And I REALLY hate job hunting. Really. Hate. It. It took me two to three months to find the job that I have now, so by the time I get a job, I'll have to quit it to go back to work in the lab. Not. Cool.

So double and triple grr over here.

Fun Time

So.... what do you do when your early class is over and your later class is two hours later? And there is a shopping mall within walking distance? That's right, go shopping.

I confess. I like to shop. But I also hate spending too much money. But sometimes my love for shopping overpowers my semi-frugalness. When that happens, I usually come away with... some... stuff, and I usually feel guilty (but usually only when Mom gives me that "Oh-no-you-bought-MORE-useless-stuff?" look, and that "You-do-know-that-you-have-to-pay-for-your-own-tuition-right?" look.) But this was for a worthy cause!!! I just bought about two-thirds or more of my summer wardrobe. (The other fraction of my wardrobe will come from what I already have and Good Old D.I.)

*Sigh* I wouldn't have to resort to El Expensivo places like the Gateway for clothes if I could guarantee that Good Old D.I. would provide cute, in-style clothes. (And by "in-style" I don't mean "It was hip in the 70s!" you know?) And usually when Good Old D.I. has cute clothes, the cuteness is mostly determined by ultra-low cost. If I saw something from Good Old D.I. in one of them El Expesnivos, I wouldn't be as inclined to buy it. The cuteness goes down as the cost goes up. (In some cases. Not all.)

So, grr, but I had a great time. And I bought cute stuff. You should see them sometime.

Moving to the digital age

Heeeeeeeeeey guess what! I just bought myself a digital camera. Cool, huh? I probably don't need it, but it will be a good investment. I grew up with all those old school cameras... I figure that it's high time to get myself up to speed. No more film! View pictures and delete the ugly ones before you print them! Such fun. I think that I'll be more inclined to take pictures now.

Now hopefully I'll remember that I bought it...

Blister Geist

I am one big ole blister geist all over, man. You want to know how? Probably not, but I'm going to tell you anyway. (That's the way blogs go. At least as far as I can tell.)

Yesterday after conference (which was great, by the way) the family went for a walk. It wasn't a very long walk; maybe 20 minutes or so. Still, I came away with at least three blisters on my feet. You might be thinking, "What's wrong with your feet?" The right question to ask, however, is "What's wrong with your shoes?" Huh. NEVER go on a walk with D.I. Sunday shoe specials.

Ooh, and later on in the evening I was being a nice, kind sister by sharpening all of Steenie's (that's a nickname for my little sister, by the way, to anyone who doesn't already know) colored pencils, and now I have two very painful blisters on my right hand. My writing hand. Not cool.

So now I'll give my fingers a break by ending this post. Adieu... for now.