Valentines

Ah, Valentines Day.

Not exactly in my 30s, not quite 130 lbs, but Bridget Jones' Diary seems more relatable today than usual. Yes, I'm afraid 20 year-olds do feel like spinsters on certain occasions.

I woke up today confused---I'd overslept again. What should I do? Damn there's something to hand in today. Must get up.

Taking my first step outside I was greeted by not only rain but an endless sheet of ice. Holy Fuck. I stood there on the parking lot for about half a minute, contemplating unintelligently about ice, slopes, and my ass. Needless to say there were many times that I nearly fell; the most entertaining (painful) instance was near Needles Hall, where I struggled a tad too hard to avoid a fall and instantly sprained my neck. Double Fuck.

Fortunately I made it to class on time.

Unfortunately the prof greeted us:
"Happy Valentine's Day!" Insert standard friendly smile, "There's nothing that stirs the heart better than a well designed database management system." Fuck.

And so my day dragged on, sitting, lounging, napping... trying to get my neck to heal... Good thing there wasn't urgent work waiting.

A few hours after sundown and the notion of Valentines Day still hasn't crossed my mind. I was okay. Really, I was. But a brief conversation changed all that.

It was brief, bitter, sweet. Bitter-sweet.

On second thought, it was sweet, more than anything. It's just that it's Valentines Day >:P and the usual just doesn't do.

When will we learn?

What will we learn?

Feburary 14. Valentines Day. A part of me objects.

Anyway I hope the rest of the world had a good time! And I apologize for depressing posts. I"ll make sure the next one is cheerful.

Here's a great V-Day read, courtesy of PKO. This is how blogs should be.

suits, lies, jobs

Co-op's finally starting to become real... From the first round I've got myself 2 interviews. One of them's tomorrow.

It's a phone interview but I figured I should try my suits on, for the hell of it. It turns out I don't look as cool as I thought I did in the store. :P GAH! Sleeves are long and my shoes aren't black.. hmm (?)

Anyway that's pretty much procrastinating. I don't want to prepare for the interview!!! Noo!! You can't make me!!! Hahaha... What's a good weakness?

If you've been around me at all you'd know that I've been coughing like there's no tomorrow. What does that mean for the interview? It means BYEBYE!

The scariest part though, i think, is how you find out who you're against. Most of the people I'm competing against are in my class, and they're smart ass people----booooo!

Well, wish me luck. Nap time.