Overwhelmed
I have an interview tomorrow. Ugh. I hope I get the job because I honestly don't have time to waste being interviewed by people who aren't interested in anything I have to say.
I don't have time to waste being interviewed by people who aren't interested in anything I have to say because of what my professor told my class today. She told us that back in the day -- oh, roughly a hundred years ago or so -- there was this machine that they used in the construction business. It was big and noisy and practically indistructable. Indistructable because they haven't made any new ones in ages and yet some still exist. (They just keep fixing them and they keep going....and going....and going -- sorta like the energizer bunny.) Anyway, back in the day, they would put these large metal balls in the machine and turn it on and it would turn the balls to powder. The powder was used to coat the building materials to make them stronger and more durable. The powder was so dense that a man could take a shovel and scoop out a pile the size of an apple and that was as much as he could carry at one time.
I don't have time to waste being interviewed by people who aren't interested in anything I have to say because my life has become like the powder. Stuff is so densely packed right now that I barely have time to breathe. Last week, I was double-booked twice in a row. I left something that I really needed to be at to go to something I couldn't miss. The second thing overlapped with something that I really needed to be at also.
It's getting intense. Cami and I managed to pull off our presentation today having only gotten together to discuss it once and talking on the phone once. (We just didn't have time....) It was kinda nice because the class was as interested in our info as we were.
But on top of that, we have to write a 10 page paper. It won't be such a huge deal because Dr. Butler made it sound really easy -- but it will take time. AND I have 5 papers due next week and I have to give Dr. Wilson my ideas (or, as she puts it, "Ideers") for the final paper in the class AND read a book AND I have the choir concert on Thursday and some small singing thing for choir on Saturday. The next week, I have to write 6 papers and attempt to write 2 final research papers, study for a test, revise my poems and short story and put together my two portfolios. But then I will be done and I can move out of this freaking box into a real home. Hallelujah!
I don't have time to waste being interviewed by people who aren't interested in anything I have to say. But I need a freaking job so bad I could just scream with the intensity of it all. Last night, my mentor and I went over some questions that I was supposed to answer for her about myself. One of the questions was "how are you handling your finances?" I giggled hysterically and I said, "I have no finances to handle...." Half of my monthly income goes to pay my cell phone bill. And my bill isn't all that much. AND, my job is going to be done in only 3 weeks anyway, so yeah. I kinda need another one because I'm practically broke right now. And I'm going to have to start paying rent soon after finals week is done.
I hope I get the job. My friends told me that I needed a job that was either during the day or overnights because if I worked evenings, they'd never see me. I'm going to have so much going on this summer that I need some stability in my job and I need to be able to be like, "On July 3, I'm going to be working from 7:00 to 3:00" (or whatever shift I end up working). None of this freaking working 3 hours here and 7 hours there and never knowing if you're going to work weekends or weekdays or mornings or evenings. I've been talking with people about this a little and they tell me to "call it in" -- which means to pray for it and speak out that that's going to be what I get. So, I have been. And then I got this call today for an interview for a job at BH Electronics. The schedule would be M-F, 7:00 to 3:30 with no weekends. Starting wage is $8.00, which is more than I think I've ever made per hour. If I get this job, I'm going to be making more than twice what I make per month at Commons -- EVERY FREAKING WEEK! And I'll be free to hang out with everyone in the evenings and travel with the band on the weekends. It's going to be good.
The lady told me that the only thing she saw in my info that concerned her was that I couldn't start until 5/15. She asked if it was possible that I could start earlier and I told her that it's not because of classes and my other job. But, I might be able to give my Commons hours to someone else during finals week and then I'd only need a 3 hour period off on Wednesday for my final. That might work.... And then I could move during the evenings and be out of here by, oh, late finals week. That would rock my pants off. (Not literally.)
Eeek! I hope I get the job. I'd be working with Linda and possibly Rachel. I can hardly wait until I move in with them. I'm going to have a set of parents and 5 or 6 sisters. Ruthie, Rachel, Gloria and Heidi and possibly Holly. (Holly depends on certain factors.) And Beka and Matt will be visiting sometimes. It's going to be great. Almost like being at home, except all the siblings will be girls ('cept when Matt visits) instead of boys. What fun! And we're going to go camping and visit Nate's cabin and go to Kansas City again and go to Minneapolis and Fargo and cripes. I can hardly wait. It's going to be a blast. Last summer rocked -- but this one is going to be a million and one times better. Eeek!
~MJ
I don't have time to waste being interviewed by people who aren't interested in anything I have to say because of what my professor told my class today. She told us that back in the day -- oh, roughly a hundred years ago or so -- there was this machine that they used in the construction business. It was big and noisy and practically indistructable. Indistructable because they haven't made any new ones in ages and yet some still exist. (They just keep fixing them and they keep going....and going....and going -- sorta like the energizer bunny.) Anyway, back in the day, they would put these large metal balls in the machine and turn it on and it would turn the balls to powder. The powder was used to coat the building materials to make them stronger and more durable. The powder was so dense that a man could take a shovel and scoop out a pile the size of an apple and that was as much as he could carry at one time.
I don't have time to waste being interviewed by people who aren't interested in anything I have to say because my life has become like the powder. Stuff is so densely packed right now that I barely have time to breathe. Last week, I was double-booked twice in a row. I left something that I really needed to be at to go to something I couldn't miss. The second thing overlapped with something that I really needed to be at also.
It's getting intense. Cami and I managed to pull off our presentation today having only gotten together to discuss it once and talking on the phone once. (We just didn't have time....) It was kinda nice because the class was as interested in our info as we were.
But on top of that, we have to write a 10 page paper. It won't be such a huge deal because Dr. Butler made it sound really easy -- but it will take time. AND I have 5 papers due next week and I have to give Dr. Wilson my ideas (or, as she puts it, "Ideers") for the final paper in the class AND read a book AND I have the choir concert on Thursday and some small singing thing for choir on Saturday. The next week, I have to write 6 papers and attempt to write 2 final research papers, study for a test, revise my poems and short story and put together my two portfolios. But then I will be done and I can move out of this freaking box into a real home. Hallelujah!
I don't have time to waste being interviewed by people who aren't interested in anything I have to say. But I need a freaking job so bad I could just scream with the intensity of it all. Last night, my mentor and I went over some questions that I was supposed to answer for her about myself. One of the questions was "how are you handling your finances?" I giggled hysterically and I said, "I have no finances to handle...." Half of my monthly income goes to pay my cell phone bill. And my bill isn't all that much. AND, my job is going to be done in only 3 weeks anyway, so yeah. I kinda need another one because I'm practically broke right now. And I'm going to have to start paying rent soon after finals week is done.
I hope I get the job. My friends told me that I needed a job that was either during the day or overnights because if I worked evenings, they'd never see me. I'm going to have so much going on this summer that I need some stability in my job and I need to be able to be like, "On July 3, I'm going to be working from 7:00 to 3:00" (or whatever shift I end up working). None of this freaking working 3 hours here and 7 hours there and never knowing if you're going to work weekends or weekdays or mornings or evenings. I've been talking with people about this a little and they tell me to "call it in" -- which means to pray for it and speak out that that's going to be what I get. So, I have been. And then I got this call today for an interview for a job at BH Electronics. The schedule would be M-F, 7:00 to 3:30 with no weekends. Starting wage is $8.00, which is more than I think I've ever made per hour. If I get this job, I'm going to be making more than twice what I make per month at Commons -- EVERY FREAKING WEEK! And I'll be free to hang out with everyone in the evenings and travel with the band on the weekends. It's going to be good.
The lady told me that the only thing she saw in my info that concerned her was that I couldn't start until 5/15. She asked if it was possible that I could start earlier and I told her that it's not because of classes and my other job. But, I might be able to give my Commons hours to someone else during finals week and then I'd only need a 3 hour period off on Wednesday for my final. That might work.... And then I could move during the evenings and be out of here by, oh, late finals week. That would rock my pants off. (Not literally.)
Eeek! I hope I get the job. I'd be working with Linda and possibly Rachel. I can hardly wait until I move in with them. I'm going to have a set of parents and 5 or 6 sisters. Ruthie, Rachel, Gloria and Heidi and possibly Holly. (Holly depends on certain factors.) And Beka and Matt will be visiting sometimes. It's going to be great. Almost like being at home, except all the siblings will be girls ('cept when Matt visits) instead of boys. What fun! And we're going to go camping and visit Nate's cabin and go to Kansas City again and go to Minneapolis and Fargo and cripes. I can hardly wait. It's going to be a blast. Last summer rocked -- but this one is going to be a million and one times better. Eeek!
~MJ
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