Dammit. I slept into my work schedule again. I was so tired that, for some reason, I thought that I was supposed to be at work at 6:00, not 5:30. Wasn’t that big of a deal, but I have a good record and the couple of times that I’ve shown up late in the last two weeks weigh heavily on my mind. This is my senior year, and I literally don’t think I’ve ever had a tougher semester. Most people talk about this time as being a carefree semester, but I have found myself buried under four research papers, a math class that I have to struggle in order to keep my head above water, two jobs, and other obligations. I hear some people cheering that there are only three weeks left in the semester, but as for me, I’d be very happy if there were five more weeks left. That way I would have much more time to work and i wouldn’t feel so pressured and I’d be able to do a good job. Oh well. I’ve been accepted into a very prestigious graduate school and this will be a good preparation for the amount of work I’ll probably be facing there.
Things are moving slowly here, so I guess it really doesn’t matter that I was late. As you can see, I have plenty of time to sit here and write this.
I’m listening to this guy I’ve known for a couple of semesters now. I can’t stand him. He tries to act like he knows everything there is to know about what they do, although I can often point out things that are wrong in the work he turns in. Just last week, he handed me something and tried to come up with several reasons why I should ignore certain mistakes and the like–which, of course, I didn’t–and actually tried to tell me how to do my job! Asshole. Grr. I’d like to go into more detail, but I’m afraid that even the slightest elaboration would be enough to betray my position and what I do on campus. Anyway. He’s one of those older students who think they can push around us younger students by virtue of their age alone. Going bald and everything.
Now it’s really quiet here and I’m getting sleepy again. I left in a big hurry and I forgot my No-Doze pills on the way. Sigh. Perhaps I should get back to studying my math.