I've decided to become a Zen Buddhist. They believe in nature and self and enlightenment. Not fairy tales of men in the sky, spying on everyone and interfering with life when bored. I like it!
I had an epiphany yesterday!!
Yesterday was our third physics test. I've done really poorly on the first two (I hate seeing C's) so the pressure is really on to begin doing well (even though I should began 3 months ago!). So I studied, studied, studied... as I've done for the past two.
The epiphany happened during the test. I finished it and walked up to hand it in. "I'm worried..." I said the professor. "WHY!?" he practically yells. "Because I knew how to do everything!!!!" I yell back! That feeling is terrible... you feel that since you think you know what you're doing, you're doing it wrong... Hopefully that's not the case and something finally has just clicked and I'll become a world-reknowned phycisist and create annoying equations and physics scenario's of my own for poor college students to sweat over. That would be brilliant!!!
Some guy at work last night engaged me in conversation which is not unusual. What was unusual was that after he got done asking me about my boat and my car and what not, this question comes out of his mouth:
Desparate Guy: Working third shift must really cut into your social life
Me: Sometimes, it's not too bad though
DG: You have any kids?
Me (slightly confused at where this is going): What? Me? NO!
DG: You have a boyfriend?
Me: YES!
DG: You do? Then why are you working?
Me: For money?
DG: Yeah, I suppose. So you're not into that whole house-wife thing?
Me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! no.
Basically, what I got from this conversation was that this guy goes around and hassles any female that works third shift (like him). He assumes that since they're working third shift they have 3 kids and no man. He was genuinely thrown when he discovered that I had a boyfriend and was working. I can't make my own money? Bizzare.
While grocery shopping for my weekly family-dinner-concoction last night (Shepards Pie with pork), I really missed living in Gwyned. One of my fondest memories (for real) about living there was Wes and I's weekly grocery store expeditions. I don't know why... It just made me feel all warm and fuzzy, adventurous, and loved.
I have a love/hate relationship with infomercials. I'm really tired so it's more of a hate relationship right now.
Senior picture tomorrow!! I think I'm gonna go curly!
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