Ugh, busy like a FOX!
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fencer_xSo, from now until Tuesday evening, I'ma be BUSY. Let's review (believe me, this helps me more than you know...chances are I forgot something). I COULD be getting on this now, and yet I'm just posting on it...strange...
Due:
Thursday, March 3 - Physics Lab, 8:00 AM; genetic identity of unknown DNA sequence assigned, 11:10 AM
Friday, March 4 - Organic chemistry problem set, 9:10 AM; Physics exam, 10:20 AM
Monday, March 7 - OMGOMGDAAAAAAMN O-CHEM EXAM!, start between 6:00 and 10:00 PM
Tuesday, March 8 - Genetics exam & Term Paper topic/outline due, 11:10 AM; Latin midterm, 2:20 PM
Dear lord, shoot me now...I'ma be DEAD. But at least Spring Break is right after all this, maybe I can go home early...
Oh yeah, so I went home last weekend and woke up at 7-fricking-00 AM to get over to the auto plant and fill out the application and take their stupid test. Umm, I guess I was just quirky, but I'd been expecting some kind of, I dunno, SMART test? Like, where they see if you have at least a 4th grade education or something? 3 x 2 = ___ and all that jazz?
No. There were 180 multiple choice questions...and 150 of them had no right or wrong answer. Questions where you had to answer "Strongly agree/disagree" and stuff. Where they gave you statements and you put down how you felt that statement described you: "I have never hated anyone," or "I am routinely dissatisfied with my work" and "I tend to hold grudges." I answered them as badly as I could; I'm such a little bitch :P
There were about 150 people in the room with me. Oh, filling out the application was a HOOT! Spaces to fill in where you went to school, what you were studying, and SPECIAL SKILLS. HAHAHAA! I put down crap like "Skilled in running western blots to detect protein expression in cells" and "virtual whiz in photoshop!" *snicker* Maybe they'll tap me for PR or something...
We all sat at tables with 2 other people, and after the test the guy and lady I was with started talking; they were both from plants up in Ohio and had transferred down here over a year ago, and were still looking for work. It made me feel really bad that I was so against this thing and they were sitting there thinking it'd be a miracle if they got it--though I got over that feeling really quick when the lady turned and looked at me and asked, after they'd discussed their children/grandchildren, "What about you? You didn't do something stupid like running off and getting married when you were young, did you?"
Uh...newsflash, lady, I AM still young. I quickly dispelled her thoughts and assured her I was much too young to even CONSIDER marriage (though wtf, do I LOOK that much older now?! Brandy and I got offered wine at a restaurant the other day when she came down to visit!). The lady asked me how old I was, and I told her I'd be 20 in a month, and she just laughed, "That's not too young to get married!"
...Well, maybe it's not if you wanna live in Podunk, USA for the rest of your life with 5 chilluns and a workin' hubby. *shudder*
Ick.
Took the opportunity to definitely decide I was NOT working there--me and that 'hive mentality' of a factory and 'everything for the company!' don't mix. I'm not a people person at ALL. Me, myself, and I are all the company I need :P
Before I left Sunday afternoon, all the family got together and went out to eat--this consisted of my Mom, Dad, little bro, little sis, grandmother, great-grandmother, unmarried uncle, married uncle, aunt who's the wife of the married uncle, and their 2 kids. The uncle who got me into the running for this job is the married one, and most definitely the closest relative who shares my mentality. He was the one rooting for me to go to Cornell for undergrad years, and still would like to see me there, realizing my dreams. He wished me bad luck with the app process XD
Told my aunt, his wife, off to the side, that I was, in no uncertain terms, NOT taking the job, no matter what, and she commended me for realizing what I wanted to do and not backing down. My uncle emailed me yesterday saying she'd told him what I'd said and whole-heartedly agreed.
What really pisses me off, though, is my parents (and even my grandmother, to an extent, though I don't think she knows how badly I wanted the Cali job, so she's not as bad...) are completely clueless that I've got a problem with this, when I was VERY clear that I did NOT want this job, and only agreed to it in the first place because my father put the pressure on me saying he needed to know RIGHT THEN. *sigh* They were chatting with my grandmother and aunt Sunday, going on about, "And she had planned to do something out in California, some volunteer something with owls or whatever, but she's gonna stay here and work this summer--"
HAHAHAHAA, that's what YOU think, suckers! And geez, they sounded so damn condescending too... Half of me wants this all to end smoothly, no guilt, no grief, just a letter from GM thanking me for my interest but they won't be needing me at this point in time. The other half wants me to get accepted, and then turn them down right in front of the 'rents, just so I can have a big falling out and get back together with them 10 years later on Oprah, and maybe win some big prizes or whatever too.
That would pwnz0r.
EDIT: OH DEAR GOD. Have you seen this? I think I wet myself. NIGGA PLEASE!
Due:
Thursday, March 3 - Physics Lab, 8:00 AM; genetic identity of unknown DNA sequence assigned, 11:10 AM
Friday, March 4 - Organic chemistry problem set, 9:10 AM; Physics exam, 10:20 AM
Monday, March 7 - OMGOMGDAAAAAAMN O-CHEM EXAM!, start between 6:00 and 10:00 PM
Tuesday, March 8 - Genetics exam & Term Paper topic/outline due, 11:10 AM; Latin midterm, 2:20 PM
Dear lord, shoot me now...I'ma be DEAD. But at least Spring Break is right after all this, maybe I can go home early...
Oh yeah, so I went home last weekend and woke up at 7-fricking-00 AM to get over to the auto plant and fill out the application and take their stupid test. Umm, I guess I was just quirky, but I'd been expecting some kind of, I dunno, SMART test? Like, where they see if you have at least a 4th grade education or something? 3 x 2 = ___ and all that jazz?
No. There were 180 multiple choice questions...and 150 of them had no right or wrong answer. Questions where you had to answer "Strongly agree/disagree" and stuff. Where they gave you statements and you put down how you felt that statement described you: "I have never hated anyone," or "I am routinely dissatisfied with my work" and "I tend to hold grudges." I answered them as badly as I could; I'm such a little bitch :P
There were about 150 people in the room with me. Oh, filling out the application was a HOOT! Spaces to fill in where you went to school, what you were studying, and SPECIAL SKILLS. HAHAHAA! I put down crap like "Skilled in running western blots to detect protein expression in cells" and "virtual whiz in photoshop!" *snicker* Maybe they'll tap me for PR or something...
We all sat at tables with 2 other people, and after the test the guy and lady I was with started talking; they were both from plants up in Ohio and had transferred down here over a year ago, and were still looking for work. It made me feel really bad that I was so against this thing and they were sitting there thinking it'd be a miracle if they got it--though I got over that feeling really quick when the lady turned and looked at me and asked, after they'd discussed their children/grandchildren, "What about you? You didn't do something stupid like running off and getting married when you were young, did you?"
Uh...newsflash, lady, I AM still young. I quickly dispelled her thoughts and assured her I was much too young to even CONSIDER marriage (though wtf, do I LOOK that much older now?! Brandy and I got offered wine at a restaurant the other day when she came down to visit!). The lady asked me how old I was, and I told her I'd be 20 in a month, and she just laughed, "That's not too young to get married!"
...Well, maybe it's not if you wanna live in Podunk, USA for the rest of your life with 5 chilluns and a workin' hubby. *shudder*
Ick.
Took the opportunity to definitely decide I was NOT working there--me and that 'hive mentality' of a factory and 'everything for the company!' don't mix. I'm not a people person at ALL. Me, myself, and I are all the company I need :P
Before I left Sunday afternoon, all the family got together and went out to eat--this consisted of my Mom, Dad, little bro, little sis, grandmother, great-grandmother, unmarried uncle, married uncle, aunt who's the wife of the married uncle, and their 2 kids. The uncle who got me into the running for this job is the married one, and most definitely the closest relative who shares my mentality. He was the one rooting for me to go to Cornell for undergrad years, and still would like to see me there, realizing my dreams. He wished me bad luck with the app process XD
Told my aunt, his wife, off to the side, that I was, in no uncertain terms, NOT taking the job, no matter what, and she commended me for realizing what I wanted to do and not backing down. My uncle emailed me yesterday saying she'd told him what I'd said and whole-heartedly agreed.
What really pisses me off, though, is my parents (and even my grandmother, to an extent, though I don't think she knows how badly I wanted the Cali job, so she's not as bad...) are completely clueless that I've got a problem with this, when I was VERY clear that I did NOT want this job, and only agreed to it in the first place because my father put the pressure on me saying he needed to know RIGHT THEN. *sigh* They were chatting with my grandmother and aunt Sunday, going on about, "And she had planned to do something out in California, some volunteer something with owls or whatever, but she's gonna stay here and work this summer--"
HAHAHAHAA, that's what YOU think, suckers! And geez, they sounded so damn condescending too... Half of me wants this all to end smoothly, no guilt, no grief, just a letter from GM thanking me for my interest but they won't be needing me at this point in time. The other half wants me to get accepted, and then turn them down right in front of the 'rents, just so I can have a big falling out and get back together with them 10 years later on Oprah, and maybe win some big prizes or whatever too.
That would pwnz0r.
EDIT: OH DEAR GOD. Have you seen this? I think I wet myself. NIGGA PLEASE!
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Date: 2005-03-02 02:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-02 02:29 am (UTC)Cause at this point I HOPE my parents read this :P
Hahaa, my dad can barely use the computer, much less look me up on LJ. The others were just me being paranoid
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Date: 2005-03-02 05:33 am (UTC)*blinks* Okay, so I know we haven't chatted much in a while, but holy shit cakes in a bun! Since when did you get a dirty mouth?!
*blinks, and remembers Penchy* Right... unless you have your own "positive" influences there.
Anyway, it's good to see you be defiant to the system, cause t3h syst3m suxx0rs. It kinda reminds me of my own problem with my rents, or rather, my dad, considering A) he wants me to work full time, and B) I don't need to go to school full time.
Yeah... neither of those thoughts ever crossed my mind.
But that's my own thing, which pales in comparison to your thing. Still, at least you're one step closer to actually getting out of there for the summer and doing your thing.
Me? Well, I'll still be here, in Oreland, which I guess is the equivalent of Shreveport. I should try and find a second job for the summer though. Hmm... comic shop, maybe?
Oh, and best of luck with your school shit.
Okay... best of luck with everything in general. How's that sound?
Oyasumi nasai.