Monday, March 27, 2006
Last night while I was trying to go to sleep, I decided that I'm going to learn sign language. I always thought it was interesting (I probably missed half of 8th grade science because I was paying more attention to Tiffany's interpreter), and if I'm going to learn something new, why not do it in college?
Plus, if I get really good, I can find new ways to annoy people with silence (sorry guys). Mwahaha...
I decided to hop on the motivation train and started to hunt for summer jobs this weekend. I'll give you the run down on the places that I already applied to:
1. Doylestown Library - Basically, I'd be shelving books for a long time. Pros: silence (I'd get to say "Shh!"), free book rental (huge bonus), AND the chance to work with old ladies and a guy whose hair and makeup puts those of 80's glam rockers to shame. Cons: So few books, so little time.
2. County Theater - I probably wasn't pretentious enough on the application (they were demanding a LOT from me), but what the hell, I can walk there. Pros: I'm not claustrophobic, so I wouldn't mind sitting in a tiny air-conditioned booth for a few hours, free movie tickets to movies that I want to see but am too cheap to pay for...maybe?, the chance to make snide remarks about townies to amuse myself. Cons: I might run out of townies to make fun of, but I'm sure my brother will manage to find some more and send them over (if I get the jorb).
3. The Larder - It's a food/candy shop in Doylestown. Pros: Working with sweet old ladies (the elderly love me, what can I say?), chocolate, and steroid-injected jawbreakers. Cons: Cavities? Affection overload? I'm willing to take my chances.
4. Blockbuster - Self-explanatory. Cons: Awesome employee garb (I'd get to represent for Tamanend Middle School again), free movie rentals, the opportunity to destroy bad movies that no one rents (according to Jesse, a Blockbuster employee), and the chance to tell people that there are no more late fees! Cons: I actually hate the blue/yellow color combination, but if they're paying me, then I LOVE it. (Did I mention no late fees? Yeah, Blockbuster loves you more than that Jesus guy does. Psh, dying for your sins...)
5. Hollywood Video - Pretty much the same thing, different location. I'd probably rather work at Blockbuster, but if this place is willing to forget the fact that yes, I have been convicted of a felony in the past 10 years, then I'll go here.
I looked into Commerce Bank, but I am waaaay too underqualified. If all of these don't pan out, then I'll probably apply at the Bucks County Country Club. How snooty can it be, it's in Jamison (which is where my redneck father lives). It's not like they can sail their yachts down York Road. However, MBIT has possiblities...
9:04 PM | Jacquie |
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
I don't know what to say. My computer hasn't shut me off after two minutes, so I felt like rejoicing. Before it does, I'll say:
Spring break was fun. I got sick. Enjoyed it none the less. Got to see an old friend and made some new ones.
I'm tired and I have some serious issues with myself that I need to resolve. I can't say what they are though, but that is my problem in the first place.
Sleep is beautiful, and I'm going to try to get there in a few moments.
I have the Rushmore soundtrack once again, and this makes me happy (although "A Quick One..." is shorter in this version than the one that I previously had. Heh...it's quicker than before...yeeeeeah...
I have crushes way too much. It's kind of annoying, but I think that it's because possibility excites me and gives me something to mix in with all of the other stuff that I think about (which is for the most part unpleasant and tedious). Or, you know, it's because I'm a "girl" and that's what "girls" do. I prefer the former.
Hey, I think my computer's not going to kick me off for a little bit. One nugget of hope at a time, I suppose. I can't manage constant optimism any more, but the environment that I'm in (or you know, any environment) doesn't give anyone the luxury to. Then again, utopia would be reeeeeally boring (but the concept of "boring" itself would be completely different because it would have to be the same all the time...right? Change = disorder.)
Why the fuck am I not three feet above where I am now (bed). It's because I think too goddamn much and there's not enough time to actually conglomerate thoughts other than when I'm not talking or listening. Silence. God, I love silence. Then again, I wouldn't love it if it were constantly silent, so I guess I have to thank noise too. And music. I don't think I could do without it...
Speaking of which, spring break was fun. I got sick...
12:12 AM | Jacquie |