Wow, I Actually Wrote An Entry
NMU finally processed all of my "missing" paperwork last wednesday. I can't believe it actually happened!! Now I have to wait another 2-3 weeks and possibly MORE for my overage check. You know, because it's THAT hard to cut a check. I would like to go there and do their jobs for them. Jeez, I did do their jobs all last summer and I never messed things up like they did this summer. I want to go in there and say--Look, the money is just sitting there. All you needed was the AGES OF MY PARENTS (which of course you could have gotten yourself if you would have just read my FAFSA). All my money is in my account, just cut me the damn check already!
It irritates me so bad that I wish there was something more I could do. I am trying to either go in the profession of banking or I would like to work for college or university in the financial aid office. I know that I will make DAMN sure that the university that I work for WON'T fuck up the lives of almost 1,000 students.
I just applied for a part time bank teller position at the Peninsula Bank, which is downtown Marquette. It is so nice in there! I really hope that I can get a job counting money for them. Otherwise I am planning on applying for a ski instructor job at Marquette Mountain. IF I get the bank teller job, I think I may buy a ski pass to Marquette Mountain anyway. There is NO WAY I'm going one more season without skiing at LEAST 10 times a month. Hopefully I will get to ski every weekend and a couple week days. Hell, I've got 5 days of free time.
So does anyone want to babysit for the whiniest cat on the face of the planet? He has been consitently standing by our door meowing every 5 seconds and trying to bolt outside every time the door is opened. We have been whipping shoes at him, yelling, letting him walk around outside, giving him snacks...nothing is working. Right now I'm ready to cut his meow box out with my own hands.
Ever since I've had money difficulties, I've had to cut back MAJORLY on my spending habits. I only allow myself to drink/go out once a week now to cut back on expenses. I realized 1) I save about $75-$100 per week. 2) My friends and I drink ALOT. Way too much for comfort. 3) Drunk people are sickening. 4) I no longer have a life. 5) This was a GOOD thing. As much as it makes me sound like a prude, I really need to find something more interesting/productive to do with my life. Because I'm not drinking to excess during the week, I don't know what to do with myself. I am faced with hundreds of possibilies that I can do while I would normally be facing a hangover. Don't get me wrong here, I still miss the whole partying scene--but only sometimes. I don't miss the mess, the hangover, the money wasted, the stupid people, the drama, and the extra poochiness in my belly. I do miss being with my friends more often, letting go and having fun, and I miss the TASTE of beer. Why is it I no longer have friends JUST BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO GET WASTED ALL THE TIME?
Oh, I hope everyone used today to celebrate the opportunity to talk like a pirate. Arrrrr maties!!
It irritates me so bad that I wish there was something more I could do. I am trying to either go in the profession of banking or I would like to work for college or university in the financial aid office. I know that I will make DAMN sure that the university that I work for WON'T fuck up the lives of almost 1,000 students.
I just applied for a part time bank teller position at the Peninsula Bank, which is downtown Marquette. It is so nice in there! I really hope that I can get a job counting money for them. Otherwise I am planning on applying for a ski instructor job at Marquette Mountain. IF I get the bank teller job, I think I may buy a ski pass to Marquette Mountain anyway. There is NO WAY I'm going one more season without skiing at LEAST 10 times a month. Hopefully I will get to ski every weekend and a couple week days. Hell, I've got 5 days of free time.
So does anyone want to babysit for the whiniest cat on the face of the planet? He has been consitently standing by our door meowing every 5 seconds and trying to bolt outside every time the door is opened. We have been whipping shoes at him, yelling, letting him walk around outside, giving him snacks...nothing is working. Right now I'm ready to cut his meow box out with my own hands.
Ever since I've had money difficulties, I've had to cut back MAJORLY on my spending habits. I only allow myself to drink/go out once a week now to cut back on expenses. I realized 1) I save about $75-$100 per week. 2) My friends and I drink ALOT. Way too much for comfort. 3) Drunk people are sickening. 4) I no longer have a life. 5) This was a GOOD thing. As much as it makes me sound like a prude, I really need to find something more interesting/productive to do with my life. Because I'm not drinking to excess during the week, I don't know what to do with myself. I am faced with hundreds of possibilies that I can do while I would normally be facing a hangover. Don't get me wrong here, I still miss the whole partying scene--but only sometimes. I don't miss the mess, the hangover, the money wasted, the stupid people, the drama, and the extra poochiness in my belly. I do miss being with my friends more often, letting go and having fun, and I miss the TASTE of beer. Why is it I no longer have friends JUST BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO GET WASTED ALL THE TIME?
Oh, I hope everyone used today to celebrate the opportunity to talk like a pirate. Arrrrr maties!!
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