I’m on the phone with my sister while she’s trying to decide what to do with her life.
“What do you like?” I asked her.
“I want to work in an office.”
“Doing what?”
“I don’t want to be the office manager because they do too much work. I want to be the person right under them.”
She’s so funny. So we talked and decided that she would try to get an Associates degree and then see if she likes it, she’ll go for the bachelors. She’s trying to decide between human resource management and business management.
“You have to choose something that you LIKE,” I tried to convince her. “You’re going to be paying money or those classes and sitting in there for years. You have to like what you’re doing or you’re gonna drop out.”
I don’t know what she’s going to decide but I am so proud that my sister is trying to get into school. She never used to talk like this before. She’s now setting goals for herself. She wants to lose 30 pounds, buy her first condo, go to school, get braces, buy a car and get married all in 2009. She’s been planning for it all year long. She’s been saving and doing her research. My sister is methodical in her goal setting.
“I don’t know why you’re going to school,” I joked. “You’re going to be my assistant.”
“Yeah,” she laughed. “I’ll walk into the interview and say ‘Badunkidunk. See you on Monday! and walk right out. I’m still gonna get the job.”
Today was a crazy day, my classes really drain me emotionally.
Now I’m trying to write this article but all of these fears keep popping into my head so I decided to take a break and write here but they won’t stop. I have so much on the line right now and I’m so nervous about it all.
Like I said, I received mixed reviews about my book but no one said it was horrible. I have to get the school to approve the content before they will sponsor a workshop for me. It has to go through all of these different department heads and then if all goes well, they will throw a professional workshop for me and invite the counseling community.
Damn….
I am so scared.
They have it right now.
~sigh~
I haven’t gotten any agents to accept my book so far. 14 rejections in total so far, let’s see how many more I’m gonna rack up before I get what is coming to me.
I’m scared.
I got this radip program that my professors have promised to listen to. I invited my classmates to participate and co host when they have the time. They seemed excited about it and wished me well, some even volunteered.
I go in on Friday to record my sweeps and promos for the show and to get my last day of training. By this Friday evening I will be on the air, but just as a test run so I can get the feel of running the switchboards and all those mics and computer and stuff.
Maybe by next week, I’ll have my theme music recorded and my voiceover added. I think I may have decided on a name for the show. It took forever but after I finish counting the votes from my yahoo group, I’ll make the final decision.
I am so scared.
I have to really see if this job at Bayside is worth it. I mean, I really love it and don’t want to leave that environment because I like the freedom of the job and it being outdoors and there not being anyone watching you over your shoulder or no whispering or craziness like that.
I don’t know…I like it. But I have to get better. I keep making mistakes and everyone keeps having to help me.
~sigh~
Anyway, I’m not talking to Tamara anymore because for 2 nights in a row we were supposed to talk on the phone and she has fallen asleep on me by the time I got back home.
oh yeah…I’m not interested in secks anymore. I don’t understand that, my desire just comes and goes. i don’t know what’s going on with me, sometimes I want to kidnap a man and have my way with him and other times the thought of allowing a man to even speak to me makes me want to vomit.
Right now…I’m feeling the latter.