Tri-monthly Entry!!

If you were wondering, "has it really been since October since Stephanie has updated her blog???",  you'd be correct oh devout reader, you.  I suck at coming up with things to write on here and when I do come up with something maybe worth reading, I am lazy and forget to post it.

HOWEVER!!

The combination of a full pot of mate, early shift with nothing to do, and incentive to update since everyone else is, I have yet again written a blog post that is probably not very interesting but it gives me a chance to pretend like I have awesome writing skiillzzzzz.

And with the inspiration from Katie' blog and hyperboleandahalf, I spent my shift time drawing pictures for your entertainment...and my short attention span.

SO

This will just be an update of my life and random things I'm thinking so enjoy.

CHEMISTRY

Hate it.  Absolutely useless subject that is made to make everyone's lives miserable, especially mine.  And yes, blah blah blah real life contributions and jobs and keeping everyone from dying of lead poisoning, blah blah blah ---- I hate it.

And I tend to have this thing where I hate things I'm bad at.  And I'm bad at it.  Mostly because I don't go to class...kind of a struggle in college of mine...BUT it's also useless and stupid.  I know you're thinking to yourself, "Wow!  These are very valid arguments with lots of well-thought-out explanations and reasoning behind them" and I tell you, reader, that your point is meaningless since Chemistry doesn't need reasoning to be stupid.  IT. JUST. IS.

So I'm catching up on it, though, and it's going better and life is not over as I previously thought...

Funny how struggles in school would be one of my buttons that, if pushed, would all but kill me, huh?

I mean even though obviously I am supposed to be perfect and good at everything and get everything right the first time and be able to wake up at 7am everyday and get straight A's and work 21 hours, I still don't get it 100% of the time.  What's up with that??  That also goes for being athletic and actually waking up at 6am to go running before school, having the perfect diet, perfect self-esteem, sense of humor, fashion, scripture-study and prayer habits, and everything else that seems so highly expected and so easily attainable here at the lovely Brigham Young University.

That's not too much to expect is it?  Yeah? Yeah.  And you wonder why like 95% of LDS women take anti-depressants.  Luckily when I meet God face-to-face at the pearly gates, 90% of that list isn't what I would call - deal-breakers.

ANYWHOOO!

So the other infuriating part of my life is my lovely job. And let me just say, I am grateful for my job, especially because I get to work at home and it pays more than pretty much any other job on campus and it's very convenient and nice.  I know there are millions of unemployed people struggling to feed their families that would kill for this job and I am grateful for it.  It's very nice.

But now that I got that out of the way, I reserve the right to complain the crap out of it next so don't judge me and brace yourself.

I already wrote a post all about my job (quite hilarious, I thought), but I'll just give you a recap of what it is I do.  I am a cap dispatcher for Alexandria Yellow Cab (which, honestly, is like the best-rated cab company in the area and it's great!).  So I receive calls to a phone connected to my computer and I get the customer's information and dispatch a cab to them.  So yeah, pretty simple.

BUT

What I hate is sitting on my butt for 8 hours cooped up in my room talking to people who either sound like their asleep, angry or chewing 5,000 pieces of gum.  And especially when I start out my shift either stressed or just pissy, talking to people who ALWAYS seem to have an attitude that I'm doing something wrong and am incompetent, doesn't help.

And then they complain to me that their cab isn't there (even though I entered everything right) and they expect me to respond:

"Oh yes!  I'm terribly sorry ma'am, that is completely my fault and totally under my control!  The fact that you didn't pick up the phone when the cab called you or that you expect to get to the airport to get your flight in 10 mins is completely my fault!  I appreciate you bringing this to my attention because, as a generally slow and incompetent person, I tend to mess it up all the time.  So let me help you out even though you're yelling all sorts of swear words at me and I'll be sure to have a positive attitude and get you your cab in the next 10 seconds.  Would you like some fries with that??  Terrific.  Have a great day!!"

Yeah, no.

So for 21 hours a week of my life, I basically sit in my room like this...

With a general facial expression of this...

And and inner anger like this...

And by now you might be thinking, "Geez...this girl is so negative and depressing and depressED.  What's wrong with her??"

Well I say to you, oh observant one, "SHUT THE %&$^ UP"

HA Jk.

I vent very passionately, but I am happy pretty much 90% of the time.  My life is quite great and I have little to complain about................................(minus the above)


And now I leave you with a System of a Down music video: a recent obsession that could on and on about, but I won't put you through that...and the caffeine's wearing off so I'm tired.

So when i first discovered them (yes, I know I'm like 10 years late...), I listened to about 7 songs over and over and over and over and over again.  It was like CRACK listening to them.  I had never experienced that before so, obviously, I obsessed.  And it was FUNNNNN!  I mean their songs seem to be either like crazy and A.D.D and AWESOME or really beautiful to listen to and just GOOOOOOD to listen to.  SOOOO GOOOD TO HEEARRR ITTT.  So this obsession went on for a long time...and still is.

So when I think I'm pretty much over them, (meaning I only listen to them 10 times a day in stead of my usual thousand,) I go to youtube and branch out and listen to a couple of their other songs that I didn't really consider.

Holy crap I'm hooked again.

So here's one of them.  It's called "Question".  I just love the harmony and the music video is pretty awesome.  So feel free to enjoy.  Or not if you're afraid of letting this heroin of music sink into your bloodstream and hook you forever into a life of eternal musical bliss and ecstasy, but you know whatever.

So enjoy!

Right on.