Work/My Knee: I had my knee evaluated again last Tuesday, and the official verdict on the injury is that I don’t need surgery, but the joint is still going to be getting inflamed and hurting so long as I keep valeting. Since I can’t quit my job (as no one else will hire me for only three months), I basically just have to suck it up and deal with the pain until September. It’s not too bad, but my knee starts to hurt after about 4-5 hours of work, which makes me pretty useless for the last few hours of a 6-8 hour shift. I wasn’t a fast runner to begin with, but now I’m downright slow. Still, it beats not having a job at all. :)
London: I’m freaking out. I need to find flatmates/roommates, and a flat, and I have no idea how to go about it. I am the only person in my program on the incoming postgrad FB group, so I don’t have anyone to really talk to; I talked to one kid from Michigan who is going into the MARS program but he quit replying after a few messages (and I swear that we were having a nice conversation and I wasn’t being a total creepshow). I know I have a couple British followers who live in/around London—someone give me some advice? Please? I’ll love you forever.
Novel: I haven’t gotten to work on my novel is forever. It makes me sad. I wanted to try and finish it this summer, but now that I’m working full-time, I barely have time for anything else! Either my kid is awake and needs my attention, or I have something to do (yard/house work, errands) that has to get done before/after work. Rest assured, though, I will finish it.
German: Now that I don’t have to go to German class 3x a week, I need to find some way to keep my skills up… any suggestions?
You know those annoying ads on the side of your Facebook?
Facebook just offered me a free online English language course for German speakers… in German.
Also, I promise I’ll write a real blog soon and update you on what’s going on with my life, London, and the novel. Promise.
I… I don’t like ST:ID.
I need to go cry in a corner over J.J. Abrams mistreating my baby.
Boo. I really wanted to like it, too.
I hate everything.
I needed a 4.0 semester GPA to get my cumulative GPA to a 3.6 and graduate magna cum laude.
My grades came in this morning. Three As, and one A-… which makes my semester GPA a 3.98, and my cumulative GPA a 3.58.
I LITERALLY MISSED GRADUATING MAGNA CUM LAUDE BY TWO-TENTHS OF A GODDAMN GRADE POINT. WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO WRONG?! WHY DID I GET A FUCKING A-?! I DON’T FUCKING UNDERSTAND I AM A GIANT FUCKING GODDAMN DISAPPOINTMENT EVERYTHING IS AWFUL I LITERALLY MUST HAVE GOTTEN A FEW POINTS OFF ON A TEST SOMEWHERE TO GET AN A- SERIOUSLY JUST A FEW FUCKING POINTS AND NOW I HAVE RUINED MY ENTIRE LIFE GODDAMMIT AUGH AUGH AUGH AUGH AUGH
Things I am doing in my official commencement photos:
-flirting with the college Dean
-hugging the university President
-throwing the horns
My professor wanted press thumbs with me for luck in grad school
what is my life right now
also I think I got like maybe a B on that final which is not bad but ugh I don’t fucking know German wtf why is it so hard