Thought of the Day

False hope sucks almost as much as this heat and calculus. Just my thought of the day.

I have off this weekend. I don't understand what's going on. I got off on Memorial Day (never happens) and I have off this weekend (never happens). Actually, a lot of people were off on Memorial Day...mainly college kids because there aren't many of us and we've been working our asses off while the little high schoolers have been in school. That probably explains why I'm off this weekend. I've been working all week and now the little ones can work over the weekend. Makes sense. Well, technically I'm not fully off this weekend because I have a 2 hour shift on Saturday. It's pointless and its from 7:15AM-9:15AM. SUCKS! Oh well. I guess a 26 hour and 15 minute work week is normal when the park is only open til 5 instead of 8. It just blows because we do just as much work on a 10-5 day as we do for a 10-8 day. The only difference? No audience. It's pretty depressing. I guess it doesn't matter as long as we're getting paid. It's good practice for the height of the season.

Speaking of getting paid, not only do I not know when the next pay day for Sesame is, but has anyone gotten a check from LaSalle for senior week? I haven't. Has it been too long?

*Twinkle Out*

Tired + Bored = Copycat

*Twinkle Out*

Change of Scenery

Changed things up a bit. No more Yoshi's story. I found more blogs and ran out of Yoshis. It's a nice change.

Although looking at it I'm reminded that I need to be at work by 10:30 tomorrow. I think that means it's time for bed!

*Twinkle Out*

Quick Blurbs

-So John and I played Yoshi's story last night. I thought that was fitting for this blog. It was quite hilarious. For those of you who have ever played the game, you know there is a lot about it that can be made fun of.

-While we're on that note, I got my first taste of Wii last night. Conclusions: I can Wii fish very well, I should never join the rodeo, oh and I beat the shit out of John in boxing twice. I find that funny because it would be totally opposite if John and I boxed in real life.

-Mama, John tried to show me Super Monkeyball. I know you told me I had to see it. He couldn't find it. You must hang out with us soon and we'll tear his basement apart to find the game so you guys can show me.

-I have a meeting for Sesame today. They SUCK. Bigtime. Three hours of us sitting there and listening to our managers lecture us on how we're not meeting our Injury Reduction Goals already. So what if our goal was to have no heat related injuries in May and we already have 1? Did you honestly expect anything less? I think the only good part about this going to be A)Eating free pizza or B)Leaving. It's kind of odd because this will be my third year as an Entertainer and I've never managed to make it to one of these meetings even though they're mandatory. Something always got in the way. So who knows? Maybe this could be interesting after all.

-I'm totally taking a break from Calc today. No one will stop me! BWAHAHA!

-So Jess, when are you coming home? I kinda of need someone over the age of 16 and under the age of 30 around to be spontaneous with. Guess what...You're it! Oh and I found out I get 20% off at Cheeburger Cheeburger (Thank you Sesame!) so how about another Sisters'-Night-Out-With-Some-Dinner excursion? I promise I won't make you get some huge dessert that makes you want to puke from being too full this time!

-Good luck Jess on your test. Don't fail. I don't think Nova will pay for you to repeat a semester. No pressure! And I'm glad I said your favorite phrase of the day!

-Oh and just because LaTeR is what I used to sign off my blog since LiveJournal, Xanga, and MySpace, it feels slightly...I don't know...middle school to me now. Plus I absolutely can't stand people wHo tyPe LyKE ThIss. I think that was the basis of its origin. To make fun of those people. There were quite a few of them in middle school. So to break through with the new (and really "get into character" for the summer) I'm stealing Abby Cadabby's sign off from now on. So for now peeps...

*Twinkle Out*

NEWS FLASH

We interrupt this broadcast to bring you this special news bulletin:

I kicked calculus's ass! WOOT! 95.83% on the chapter 2 quiz with a 98.08% for the course overall.

BOOYA!

And now to return you to your normally scheduled program.

You+Me=Us

I'm feeling really restless and really unaccomplished lately. Could be because there are certain things in my life I haven't done yet and want to do that are looming over my head. It makes me feel like the things I have done just aren't enough. For instance:

I've been doing Calculus for 2 days straight with this being my 3rd. I'm currently studying for my chapter 2 quiz and patiently awaiting an email back from my teacher with help on the one problem out of the entire chapter I can't seem to solve. I've been doing Calculus so much that John came over and took time out of his work to help me with it. (By the way, he's my official hero for teaching me a trick that made the entirety of chapter 2 section 6 a sinch!) ANYWAY, the course itself isn't even supposed to technically "start" until Friday and I'm almost done with chapter 2. I'd say that's pretty damn good! But I don't feel like I've done anything. Why? Because I'd rather be:

-Washing my car
-Playing guitar hero (yeah...yeah...don't even say it.)
-Reading "Breakfast of Champions" by Kurt Vonnegut
-Hanging out with people.
-Getting out of the house, maybe?

But my better judgements keep telling me to stay parked in front of my computer screen and keep doing calculus...until I die. Or finish the course. Which ever comes first. Maybe taking two courses in one summer wasn't a smart idea after all.

I think it's because I'm worried. I'm not back into the "Sesame Swing" as I like to call it. I come home from work and I'm dead. The last thing I can do is see straight, let alone do calculus. I'm afraid that I'll fall behind in my calc work and never get my requirements done in time because I won't have enough strength to do homework after work. And then I tell myself, "It's the same every year. The first two weeks suck, but you perk up after a while. It's not so bad.". But for now, it seems impossible, which is why I'm rushing to accomplish as much calc as I can stand on these precious few days off I have left. It's like a war between What-I-Should-Be-Doing and What-I-Want-To-Do in my head and it's driving me nuts. I know, I know, it's not the most pressing subject of the day, but it's all I have to talk about. Not complaining, just trying to sort things out for my own sanity.

So once again the What-I-Should-Be-Doing triumphs. Maybe I'll take a break later and wash my car because being able to see out of the front of my car tends to improve my driving. As for now, it's back to the books and sitting around waiting for a phone call that will never come...

Oh what the fuck...CUE THE SESAME MUSIC:

"It's another sunny day
For something fun to do!
Another sunny day
For learning something new!
There's so much to discover,
So come on out and play!
On another like no other sunny day!

Sunny days with friends,
Oh what can be better?
We need a perfect way to spend it together.
We've got a big idea or two
Of all the things that we can do.
Something fun for everyone
All we gotta do is choose,
'Cause there are
So many adventures waiting
For me and for you,
Just as soon as we figure out
What we're gonna do!"

LaTeR

P.S. Stolen from Sara because it made me giggle:

'What will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.com

How Was I To Know?

How was I to know that loading printer software onto my laptop was going to take a half an hour? Darn it! Oh well, I need it if I'm going to get through calculus this summer.

How was I to know that watching the Grey's Anatomy season finale after work was going to depress me something awful for the rest of the night?

How was I to know that Abby Cadabby was going to be this popular already? Sheesh! She was on one, maybe two episodes. How the hell is she some kids' favorite? I don't understand. This is a picture of her (no it's not me in there):

Her...head...hurts...like a bitch. It may not look large in this picture, but those pigtails are a wide load and they are heavy! It's a good thing she's so freakin' adorable.

How was I to know that dancing full out for the first time after 3 or more weeks of not dancing equals an asthma attack?

How was I to know that the online lectures for my calculus course weren't enabled yet? I thought I was supposed to have access to them last Wednesday. Wasn't that the point of "finishing the course early?": getting a head start.

How was I to know that "Free Cookout Day" at work really meant it was "Free Food, but Will Make You Feel Like You're Going to Vomit if You Dance in the Parade Shortly After Consuming it Day."?

How was I to know that no matter what I say, or feel, or do, or choose, that this summer is going to be filled with more awkwardness than I even want to think about right now. I wish it was the funny kind of awkwardness, but it's not going to be.

LaTeR

"...It's your cute little friend, so pick up your cell!"

A lot of things have been getting me down lately. Things I've been worried about, things that have been said, actions that have gone terribly wrong. It's a very stressful time. Then again, graduation tends to be like that...even if you're not the one graduating.

Upon returning home, I'm glad to admit that things are starting to look up. I don't have to worry about getting registered for math at Bucks over the summer because it's all done now. What's even better is the fact that the professor is AMAZING and sweet enough to set up a special situation for me: she's letting me take both Calc 1 and Calc 2 this summer. Calc 1 was offered in either the first or second summer course sessions, but Calc 2 was only offered in the first summer course session. Since Calc 1 is a prerequisite for Calc 2, it was impossible to get both done this summer. However, the professor set it up so that as soon as I'm done with Calc 1 I can move on to Calc 2. Ok, so it's not going to be a fun summer, but I'm gonna have two courses done in one summer and not have to worry about catching myself up for my major! Next step? Passing...

Other than that, I picked my sister up from dance today. I know the girls I danced with didn't give a crap about me because they went to a different school and, let's just say...we're from different worlds. What I learned tonight though is that the younger girls looked up to me just as much as they did the other older girls. I got big hugs from some of the younger girls I used to compete with and look after. It was really touching. It's hard going to a new dance studio for only two years because you have no time to really establish yourself within a family that has grown up together. Therefore, tonight made me realize I did have an impact and I did leave my mark. And it was in the hearts of the future generation of Wendy's dancers. To tell you the truth, my generation of Wendy's dancers can kiss my non-existent left nut because my comfort and confidence is in their successors.

What else has been on my mind lately? Sesame. HA...next.

Had a lot of heart to hearts on Sunday. So many things to think about that I don't even know where to begin. I'd like to say I made up my mind because, well...ok I have, but that's a whole other story. Anyway, I have to admit that my first excursion to Pat's was a memorable one. Spending some quality time with Auntie and Sister made a big difference in everything and I'd probably still be stupid without them. I also would have never finished my cheese steak without Auntie Meg. Oh, and I ordered my first Pat's steak correctly. WOOT! And the guy at the cash register got as big of a kick out of it as I did:

Cashier: "What would you like sweetie?"
Me: "One Whiz witout please."
Cashier: "You got it."
Me: (turned to Meg) "I did it!"
Cashier: (mimicking my voice) "You did it!"

Speaking of Megan, she lent me a Kurt Vonnegut book entitled "Breakfast of Champions". It is excellent! Not only am I at the part in the story where the character is searching for a story he wrote to be published in a risque magazine, but here's the character's storyline:

"Here was the plot: A flying saucer creature named Zog arrived on Earth to explain how wars could be prevented and cancer could be cured. He brought information from Margo, a planet where the natives conversed by means of farting and tap dancing."

Wait, it gets better...

"Zog landed at night in Connecticut. He had no sooner touched down than he saw a house on fire. He rushed into the house, farting and tap dancing, warning the people about the terrible danger they were in. The head of the house brained Zog with a golfclub."

I could speak half of Zog's native language! And no, it's not the farting half...

Other than that, the only thing that has cheered me up was my nice phone conversation with John. He wanted to hang out tonight, but I didn't get his facebook message suggesting we do so until 10:45. But he called me anyway and we chatted for quite some time. It's so awesome when you can just talk to someone on the phone about anything and everything. I'm a chatty person, so things like this make my night!

So what does my tomorrow look like? Well, there's unpacking to be done and a trip to the bank to me made. Already filled up my tank so I'm ready and raring to go places. Where's the first stop I make after the bank? Barnes and Noble because I'm just that cool! All of this followed up by chilling with John later on tomorrow night.

It's good to be home (for now)!

LaTeR