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Sep. 28th, 2006 06:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vicarzTonight I'm supposed to go to nation, oops alchemy, for the first time. It was almost the perfect week to go, despite covenant. Now I'm not so sure, again. Never seems like the time to go.
Last night in class I was invisible next to the two girls beside me, who got into a long discussion about their respective marriage-engagement, rings, and baby poops. It seems the otherwise cute girl beside me is a mom who breast feeds her baby. She was talking about how the diapers leak a little overnight, but sometimes the baby is covered in poop up to its neck by morning. She volunteered to change her friend's baby's diaper, and realized too late she fed the baby formula. It seems using artificial formula makes baby poop so vile that paint peels off the wall, making standard baby poop seem floral by comparison. Trust me - I was not trying to listen in.
Then I hit my next class where I noticed a hot girl. I wondered why I hadn't noticed her before, and felt stupid that all it took was a revealing shirt and it was like a new person appeared. Well, I felt less silly when it was pointed out that she was, in fact, a new person - the fiance of the guy who took her to class. She was from Mexico. From a small town in Mexico to marrying a future lawyer - not a bad deal. I guess that's what you get when you're cute enough. Maybe if I want a wife I'll troll some Mexican towns. Another girl had coincidentally brought her husband.
I wonder how many friends I'd have if I weren't in school. Real friends, like hanging out and calling friends, not hiIloveyou club friends. It's hard to imagine what I'd be doing or not doing after 3.5 years of working this many hours a week.
I am tired of my class, tired of eating out for lunch, tired of listening to the banter of undergrads, and tired of learning. It hasn't been a week yet, this is some of the best training I've ever received, and after this long I'm bored. I wonder if I won the lottery if I'd get bored.
My god life is so much better with this schedule though. This is the life I wanted with a government job: a 20-30 minute commute on public transportation, work 8:30 - 4:00 PM with an hour for lunch. So much time to relax, to do things. I compare this to my 45-1.5 hr drive and cover to cover hell with lunch at my desk I have now, and wonder if it's really worth doing this job at all. Is anything worth doing? You exist and then you don't and then it's like you never did - what matters? I think I'll spend the day playing with slugs, taking pleasure from poking them lightly on their little slimy antennas so the pop back in, then slowly come out, then poke poke in they go again. Neat.
Last night in class I was invisible next to the two girls beside me, who got into a long discussion about their respective marriage-engagement, rings, and baby poops. It seems the otherwise cute girl beside me is a mom who breast feeds her baby. She was talking about how the diapers leak a little overnight, but sometimes the baby is covered in poop up to its neck by morning. She volunteered to change her friend's baby's diaper, and realized too late she fed the baby formula. It seems using artificial formula makes baby poop so vile that paint peels off the wall, making standard baby poop seem floral by comparison. Trust me - I was not trying to listen in.
Then I hit my next class where I noticed a hot girl. I wondered why I hadn't noticed her before, and felt stupid that all it took was a revealing shirt and it was like a new person appeared. Well, I felt less silly when it was pointed out that she was, in fact, a new person - the fiance of the guy who took her to class. She was from Mexico. From a small town in Mexico to marrying a future lawyer - not a bad deal. I guess that's what you get when you're cute enough. Maybe if I want a wife I'll troll some Mexican towns. Another girl had coincidentally brought her husband.
I wonder how many friends I'd have if I weren't in school. Real friends, like hanging out and calling friends, not hiIloveyou club friends. It's hard to imagine what I'd be doing or not doing after 3.5 years of working this many hours a week.
I am tired of my class, tired of eating out for lunch, tired of listening to the banter of undergrads, and tired of learning. It hasn't been a week yet, this is some of the best training I've ever received, and after this long I'm bored. I wonder if I won the lottery if I'd get bored.
My god life is so much better with this schedule though. This is the life I wanted with a government job: a 20-30 minute commute on public transportation, work 8:30 - 4:00 PM with an hour for lunch. So much time to relax, to do things. I compare this to my 45-1.5 hr drive and cover to cover hell with lunch at my desk I have now, and wonder if it's really worth doing this job at all. Is anything worth doing? You exist and then you don't and then it's like you never did - what matters? I think I'll spend the day playing with slugs, taking pleasure from poking them lightly on their little slimy antennas so the pop back in, then slowly come out, then poke poke in they go again. Neat.
