Again, I feel like I am everyone's counselor. Damn my listening skills. I wish some people would ask me for advice. Then I'd just give it to them, so then people would start working on their problems and stop whining at me. What about being a little proactive, people?! (Rather than sitting on your butt all day, feeling sorry for yourself and letting your emotions control you.) Too much negative energy... it can be contagious. It's like being around people who complain all the time. I once had a friend whose speech was 90% complaints. Complaining can get quite catchy... and I caught myself catching the same complaining bug. Ugh.
Aiya, there I go again... my lion... *sigh*
This morning I spent at Staples copying some of my stuff, and then submitting my thesis project again to the Division of Social Work. Man, I'm so nervous. I DON'T want to do it all over again. If Dr. Torres calls me on my cell one more time, I'm going to just point-blank ask him what the heck is wrong with my project. The freaking Graduate Handbook is NOT telling me anything. The directions are pretty ridiculous. For example, it tells me that page numbers need to be on the upper right hand corner of the page, one inch from the top, and one inch from the right. At the same time, it also tells me that the main text must have margins exactly one inch all the way around, and the top line must start double spaced below the page number. Is it me or are these directions a bit loopy here? Do they want my text on top of the page numbers? A little clarity (and less stupidity) is needed here.....
Feeling stalked again, and I'm avoiding certain phone calls today. Unless it's Clem. He might be coming up with Elvin and some of their SD friends tommorrow. I wonder how Elvin's doing? I briefly talked to him at the wedding, but that was barely anything. And speaking of old CCIC brothers, Randy Law emailed me. Trippy. I still remember us being in elementary school, and he had a tiny lisp. =)
Posted by Ruth at 12/06/2002
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