Swinging Doors

Sorry for the lack of posts. I've been busy. Like SO busy. Meals are a luxury. Snacks while in transit are a reality.

Currently sitting in a patch of sun tanning while I type up my tax homework. Sad, but I'll take it.

As for the title of this post, there are so many doors opening and closing right now that if I'm not careful one might hit me in the face. Trying not to get whacked. I don't have time for injuries.

And I fucking hate ants. They should pick on someone their own size.

The end. What a fabulous post.

ESTJ

I took a personality-type test for one of my classes (similar to a Myers-Briggs test), and I was given a packet telling me all about my type--ESTJ. Here I am, in a nutshell:

Implementor Supervisor

"Talent for bringing order to chaotic situations. Educating themselves. Industrious, work-hard attitude. Balance work with play. Having a philosophy of life. Having the steps to success. Keeping up traditions. Being well balanced. Connecting their wealth of life experiences. Often disappointed when perfectionistic standards for economy and quality are not met"

As I told my roommates, this sounds like a description for a rigid-bitch-robot-boss. In my defense, I've taken similar tests before and gotten different results (INTJ, ISTJ, and ENTJ--I think I'm on the border for a few of the dichotomies). When I read the descriptions for the three other other types and combined them with 'implementor supervisor', they meshed into a super personality type that sounded a bit more human--and a bit more like me.

Just as interesting as reading about 'who I am' was reading about who I am not--the philosophers, the humanitarians, the free spirits--and thinking about why we are so different. Nature? Nurture? Both? Whatever the reason for the differences, I'm sure these types of people could not imagine being like me any more than I could imagine being like them.

I am very logical and practical and frugal; a worrier and a planner. Sometimes I like being the way I am, but sometimes I wish my personality was a hat I could take off at the end of a long day. In fact, I think it would be amazing if people could swap personalities with their friends for a day. If we had the ability to see our lives through a different lens, maybe things would be different.

Human Hibernation

I have a dream. I want to hibernate this winter. Nothing crazy--just 6 weeks or so to retreat from the world into a cave and do nothing but sleep. So indulgent.

I miss my life. Between classes, homework, extracurriculars, and job searching, my world has become a game of how much shit I can get done in a day. And I've realized that I can get a surprising amount of shit done in a day. But it's not very fun.

I don't even have time to make a dentist appointment. My teeth are going to rot out of my head any day now.

Uncle.

Not-So-Sudden Realization

My laptop is back! Empty, but back. And I'm on my way to Thai Swan for dinner with one of the roomies. That is the good news.

Now for the less-than-good news--an pet-peeve that I feel I must finally make known to the public. I judge people based on their texts. I don't like shortcuts or abbreviations or messed up punctuation. The "word" 'ur' is not that much shorter than 'your', and when you take into account the extra 10 minutes it takes me to figure out what the hell you are trying to say, no time is saved. Texting in itself is already such a lazy means of communication, so why can't we at least follow proper grammar rules?

Maybe I'm being harsh, but my inner spelling-bee champ cannot stomach this any longer.

Also, if you ever get a text from me that says 'Lol' or any similar phrase, please call the police and notify them that my phone has been stolen.

Just Kidding--In a Good Way

I just remembered that my roommate said I could use her laptop for the weekend (she went home for Rosh--a better Jew than I).

I am in a good mood. Earlier, I was wondering how I could possibly be in a good mood considering the death of my laptop, but there's more to life than Facebook and iTunes (I'll let you know what that is when I figure it out), and other than that I've had a pretty good week.

Last night was the official kick-off of recruitment (like for real, full-time jobs). I was dreading it a little because I'm still bitter from last year, but this year is a new year and I need to get over my old grudges. Before the firms presented, myself and the rest of the Accounting Society Board gave a presentation to the younger/non board member students about the recruiting process. I do know a fair amount about it, even though it didn't work out in my favor last year. Afterward, the woman in charge said I did a really good job on the slides I presented (what to wear and interview prep tips). I've always been good with public speaking, but still, it's nice to get a compliment from someone who could have easily said nothing. Today, I was forwarded an email from the dean of the Accounting School praising the board for our "wonderful, informative" presentation. If all else fails, maybe I'll become a motivational speaker. Or not.

Earlier today I went swimming with two of my roommates in the school pool. It was built two years ago, but I'd never been in until today. I liked swimming laps, and the three of us might make a weekly thing of it. It's hard to be stressed when you're swimming.

I got all my weekend errands out of the way this morning. Now I can focus on my homework, or, God forbid, enjoy myself. The only errand I have left is a package that I need to mail. I couldn't remember if the Post Office closed at 3 on Fridays, so instead I took a shower and now I'm blogging.

I'm all cought up on my homework from this past week. I think since my labor day weekend was so aweome, I was more efficient afterward. Of course, I still have a lot to do, but I won't let it bring my mood down. Yay Friday! Yay roommate's laptop. Yay life.

My hard drive crashed. I'm on a library computer.
The other library-goers are probably judging me, so I'll keep this short.

Hopefully I'll be back up and running soon.

Happy September!

Back at school, and this week is passing incredibly slowly. Every day has felt like a week, but then again I've probably done a weeks worth of stuff every day. Hectic. It's first slowing down now, but once recruitment (6 hours per week) and tutoring (5 hours per week) start up...oy.

As a reward for finishing my tax homework 2 hours before class, I am giving myself a second to focus on my sanity blog before my evening chunk of classes/activities.

I really like being back at Hoover house. There's always someone to talk to, and there's almost always wine to be had. I like being in my 400-level classes with all the same people. Good stuff.

I've been making an effort to not eat the same thing for every meal (for those who don't know me--yogurt and cereal). Just in case I encountered a weak moment, I bought some frozen entrees, but I haven't used a single one so far. I've made various salads, sandwiches, and pizzas (with fresh figs from our neighbors tree--I know, who the hell am I?). I think the effort makes it taste better. Also, preparing food is an excellent procrastination technique. 

That's all for now. Happy labor day weekend to all.