I’m sorry I’ve been neglecting everything on this website for the past month or so. I really am. But with 34+ hours a week of work and a photography course on one of my off days, I’m rarely doing anything worthy of posting about. Which means my life’s getting pretty depressing lately. Nothing’s happened. Nothing.
After reaching my second goal weight, I haven’t lost (or gained) anything. I’m going nowhere in that sense, but I’m hoping to renew my weight loss efforts and hopefully lose some more. I’m going to try starting now, but I’m expecting my 43 hours that I have to work next week to get in the way of any real progress for the simple reason that I’ll only have two days off and they won’t be a weekend at all. Oh well. I’ll try anyway.
Photography-wise I’m making a fair amount of progress, actually. I haven’t been learning very much from the course that I don’t already know, but it’s nice to have assignments that challenge me at least a little bit. I’m enjoying the assignments, at least. One thing I’m not enjoying as much, though, is the fact that the teacher seems to be ignoring me. I think it’s because she knows I already know most of what she’s teaching us, but even when we’re showcasing our photographs, she just looks at mine, says, “That’s the assignment,” and moves on. For others, she points out things she likes and doesn’t like, but for mine this week she just skipped over them. It sucked. We’ll see what she does this week though. However, I kind of have the feeling that other than pointing out that I did light painting and explaining to my classmates (once again) how to do it, she’ll probably skip right over me again. Shitty.
School-wise, I’m going to be paying my tuition the Monday after next.
. I hate spending large amounts of money all at once when it’s something that I don’t get to keep for myself. Ugh.
Hopefully I’ll post again soon with some updates. Maybe not. I don’t know–I don’t foresee anything interesting happening in my life in the next three or four weeks aside from me overworking and being undervalued (and underpaid), anyway.
So, by two weeks from now, I’ll have reached my second goal weight. Awesome, eh? Which means I’ll be getting my tattoo! Yay!!
I’m really sorry for not updating in about ten days, but I’ve been working like crazy lately. In all reality, it’s only been like a real full-time job (33 hours last week, 36 this week), but when you’re working until midnight all of the time, working five shifts is definitely draining. Hopefully I can organize my schedule with my bosses so that Reed and I get more days off together, too. That would be really, really nice. ^_^
Anyway, last week I signed up for a photography course being offered by Cambrian (my soon-to-be college!). It starts on the 28th (so, the same day that I get my tattoo), and I’m super excited for it. Because, while I know enough to get by and take nice photographs, I’d really love to learn more on the technical side of things, and a teacher will make that so much easier for me to do. So yes–photography course starting soon in my life.
That’s about it, unfortunately. I haven’t done very much at all lately due to the fact that I’ve been working so damn much. Anyway, talk to you all later! (I have to go to work in an hour and a half).
I’m officially frustrated with Cambrian–the college I’m hoping to attend this September.
When I first applied to schools through the college application website, I didn’t realize that because I wasn’t in highschool, there was a lot of work I’d have to put in myself that the schools regularly take care of, and I almost missed the deadline to complete my application to my programs of choice–but I sent everything in in the nick of time.
I even called the college to make sure that they received my documents from the right sources. And they said yes, and when they went to look for those documents they couldn’t find them.
Of course, this occurs two days before the deadline, so all I’m thinking is something along the lines of, “Oh my effing God, if I don’t get into the programs to which I’ve applied because somebody doesn’t know how to file things properly, I’m going to sh*t out a brick.“, which is a fairly typical reaction from me when I’m afraid of or stressed out about something.
Anyway, the day before the deadline, I get a phone call from the college telling me that they’ve found my application and all of my supporting documents and that I should be fine–the nice lady on the phone who was helping me relocate my application even told me that she could guarantee me right then and there that I’d be receiving acceptance to the one program for which I’ve applied that wasn’t a limited enrollment program. Yay!
That was at the beginning of February. Now, for my two limited enrollment programs (which, let’s face it, are the ones I want), the deadline the college has set for itself to notify me whether or not I’ve been accepted is March 31st. And it’s now March 26th–and they’ve posted nothing. Even though it says I’ll know by the latest on March 31st. Like, slack much? I know I have the averages to be accepted into the program–last year, for the program I’ve really got my eye on (Medical Laboratory Technology), the lowest high school average accepted was 70%–AND I’m way above that average AND I have university grades to add to it as well. So I’m certainly surprised that I’ve heard nothing from the college at all about that program and the other one (Nursing–which I don’t “really” want, but I’ll settle for to make something more than minimum wage and to work only hours for which I’m paid).
It doesn’t help that I’m impatient, either, I know, but I hate it when everyone does things at the last possible minute. I mean, I do it sometimes (look at when I finally decided to call the college to make sure the website had sent them everything–a week before the deadline, and it hadn’t), but that’s because I’m not getting paid to do these things–and I have a whole other life and job and whatnot to get in the way. These people are getting paid to make these decisions and still there’s nothing? If there’s nothing on Wednesday, I’m going to freak out so much it’ll be ridiculous… really, it will.