My mother has been buying cheap scented candles from a marshalls in a rather dicey neighborhood. My quote to her: "Ok, ok, I'm coming. We can't keep the car jackers waiting."
In other news, my prototype no longer works.
Sigh.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Overworked and Unemployed
Got my LSAT score. Solid 160. A 9 point increase. Thanks Kaplan. Now all I need to do is go through some 3 years of soul crushing agony with these slightly better than mediocre scores! Hoorah!
Other than that I've been painting my mother's bedroom, removing useless junk from the house, and fixing nearly everything. By everything I mean:
A drawer
The verticals
The Shower curtain hooks and rod
The table
my prototype
Sadly, I fear I'm better suited for mild repair work than anything involving actual engineering. I did not take my EIT exam my senior year due to the fact I was working on too many other projects. So I have no idea what working for an actual engineering firm would be like. Would like to finally get a portfolio together. Had a dream I won the tupperware design contest. I never win in real life.
Mental mantra has changed somewhat. Instead of "And that's why no one will ever love you" I seem to endlessly, quietly repeat "They don't give girlfriends out to you hideous people." Slightly better than the "I will die alone" phase. Need to go back to my pills.
But 160. I need to write my profs for some recommendation letters.
Other than that I've been painting my mother's bedroom, removing useless junk from the house, and fixing nearly everything. By everything I mean:
A drawer
The verticals
The Shower curtain hooks and rod
The table
my prototype
Sadly, I fear I'm better suited for mild repair work than anything involving actual engineering. I did not take my EIT exam my senior year due to the fact I was working on too many other projects. So I have no idea what working for an actual engineering firm would be like. Would like to finally get a portfolio together. Had a dream I won the tupperware design contest. I never win in real life.
Mental mantra has changed somewhat. Instead of "And that's why no one will ever love you" I seem to endlessly, quietly repeat "They don't give girlfriends out to you hideous people." Slightly better than the "I will die alone" phase. Need to go back to my pills.
But 160. I need to write my profs for some recommendation letters.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Where has the time gone?
Away forever apparently.
I'm absolutely horrid at diary keeping. Always have been. Keeping a journal has been said to have numerous health benefits. It keeps you in touch with yourself and your past. I knew this since I was a kid, but could never get past three journal entries unless my teacher forced me to write in it.
So, allow me to back track
Today: I planted three trees in the back/front yard, cleared the patio for the new glass doors, collapsed in exhaustion, ate sushi, bought shit at Home Depot and collapsed again. Today is also the birthday of a certain person whose existence has caused me no end of grief. I have not seen her face in two years, but gently caress in agony the mental scars she gave me.
Yesterday: Went to the gym, worked on a prototype, got a facebook friend invite from the only girl who I think had a crush on me in High School, though we only spoke once and from what I remember, I resented her for liking me. I have not seen her in 4+ years. Also found out that my High school class Valedictorian got married. I am baffled by how this fails to surprise me. two out of 68 Hillel '03 Alums are in matrimonial bliss. I intend to never join their ranks.
Day Before Yesterday: I took the GREs. The results: 750 verbal, 680 Math. I prepared for a week with a $25 prep book. Fairly pissed how I came down from a 800 verbal 700 math SAT. I don't know if it's because I became stupid, work slow on math or because it's computer based with only two multiple choice sections whereas the SAT had several. I am not intellectually what I would like to be. And this is upsetting because intellect is one of the only things going for me.
The Previous Week: Took the LSAT. Awaiting the the scores, but if I had to guess, I would be in the 160's. Which is a 10 point improvement, but 10 points from where I would like to be. If I do end up in law school, I don't think it'll matter that much if I just go into IP law and wait out my days fighting for digital rights in the EFF.
Also visited my father's grave. 7 years since he passed away. It's hard to remember what he sounded like. I was fifteen then, so I can remember what he used to say, but I can't imagine what he would say now to me. Atheists seem to be particularly silent at gravesites. I know I was.
The month previously: frantic studying for the LSAT. Damn LSAT prep was a grand out of my meager savings. Couldn't even squeeze enough of the value out since I became addicted to watching streaming episodes of The Office from Netflix. On the upside, I realized that Dwight Shrute is my power animal.
So, that is all you need to know. I'm done with my tests, and now have a brief window in which I will once again subject myself the the cruel ravages of a job search. Before I subject myself to the cruel ravages of Graduate/Law school admissions.
And plant more trees.
I'm absolutely horrid at diary keeping. Always have been. Keeping a journal has been said to have numerous health benefits. It keeps you in touch with yourself and your past. I knew this since I was a kid, but could never get past three journal entries unless my teacher forced me to write in it.
So, allow me to back track
Today: I planted three trees in the back/front yard, cleared the patio for the new glass doors, collapsed in exhaustion, ate sushi, bought shit at Home Depot and collapsed again. Today is also the birthday of a certain person whose existence has caused me no end of grief. I have not seen her face in two years, but gently caress in agony the mental scars she gave me.
Yesterday: Went to the gym, worked on a prototype, got a facebook friend invite from the only girl who I think had a crush on me in High School, though we only spoke once and from what I remember, I resented her for liking me. I have not seen her in 4+ years. Also found out that my High school class Valedictorian got married. I am baffled by how this fails to surprise me. two out of 68 Hillel '03 Alums are in matrimonial bliss. I intend to never join their ranks.
Day Before Yesterday: I took the GREs. The results: 750 verbal, 680 Math. I prepared for a week with a $25 prep book. Fairly pissed how I came down from a 800 verbal 700 math SAT. I don't know if it's because I became stupid, work slow on math or because it's computer based with only two multiple choice sections whereas the SAT had several. I am not intellectually what I would like to be. And this is upsetting because intellect is one of the only things going for me.
The Previous Week: Took the LSAT. Awaiting the the scores, but if I had to guess, I would be in the 160's. Which is a 10 point improvement, but 10 points from where I would like to be. If I do end up in law school, I don't think it'll matter that much if I just go into IP law and wait out my days fighting for digital rights in the EFF.
Also visited my father's grave. 7 years since he passed away. It's hard to remember what he sounded like. I was fifteen then, so I can remember what he used to say, but I can't imagine what he would say now to me. Atheists seem to be particularly silent at gravesites. I know I was.
The month previously: frantic studying for the LSAT. Damn LSAT prep was a grand out of my meager savings. Couldn't even squeeze enough of the value out since I became addicted to watching streaming episodes of The Office from Netflix. On the upside, I realized that Dwight Shrute is my power animal.
So, that is all you need to know. I'm done with my tests, and now have a brief window in which I will once again subject myself the the cruel ravages of a job search. Before I subject myself to the cruel ravages of Graduate/Law school admissions.
And plant more trees.
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