Fully Booked

I came home with a headache yesterday. Headache from stress, nervousness (probably), and hunger. Earlier in the morning was jeans and sneakers; later, it was black suit and pumps (and projection), after 8-minutes, it was still black suit but with a bit slouchiness and an aching feet -- which actually means walking really bad and funny.

I went to a Firm Tour, a medium-sized CPA firm, that's why I had to dress up all nice and formal. It went well, like my first time, except I'm no longer underdressed for the event. After we went around to see their office, we clustered inside a conference room, all standing around a rectangular table. It's the time to eat cheese and crackers, and talk to the accountants who work there. While I was standing and observing around, one of the CPAs squeezed in beside me. So I introduced myself and all the usual and we started talking. I actually asked a lot of questions, I mean "intelligent and relevant" questions, which is really nice. I think we talked for more than 30 minutes, it was hard taking notes of what she's saying while thinking of another question that would spark a longer answer, just so I keep her do the talking.

Sometime

My eyes are getting uncomfortable from the drying contact lenses. I keep on squinting, I want to take the contacts off. But I still have to wait and do it later when I get home, 'cuz I still need to show up for my Accounting class. After studying for 3 days straight last weekend, my brain feels afloat and doesn't wanna engage in any deep thinking activity just yet. I just want to chill and watch a shallow reality show or something. Like I can. I literally live inside the 4-corners of my room. I go out to the kitchen just to eat... not even sit and eat. Just eat. I'm rambling here like I have a life and death situation. I just don't have any sizzling thing to write about so bear with me. I had an exam earlier.. and I don't know how I did. I just want to get that darn thing over with. It's for that uber boring class anyways. Oh well.

This is just to say that despite the pressures and the stuff that I have to go through every single day.. Life has never been better. Despite the annoying contact lens, I still can see clearly. Despite the workload, Life's good 'cuz I'm in school and that means I'm in the upper 25% of the American Population who goes to college. I don't see the point why some don't. Going to college should be a must, not even an option. See, I work as a tutor for this AVID (ADvancement Via Individual Determination) program. And what's our goal?? To encourage high school kids to go to college! Imagine, they have to set up this whole program and integrate it to the system, just so they make sure that seniors will continue on to a higher education. Ok, I digressed there a little. As I was saying... Despite the chilly weather and rain, Life's still good 'cuz I have heater in my car and I have a jacket to wear, to keep me all safe and warm. DEspite waking up so early in the morning to finish up some last minute stuff and get ready for another long day, Life's still good 'cuz I can still hear the most beautiful sound on the other end of the phone line.

Everytime I complain a lot, I always remember this quote... "'Was complaining 'cuz I have no shoes.. until I saw a man with no feet" .. and then I stop complaining.

Weekend

I'm not sure if I've accomplished a lot this weekend. Yes, I've read the first six chapters of my marketing book, written a dozen pages of notes, answered 6 chapters worth of study guide, and yet I feel like the list of my to dos aren't becoming any slimmer. I'm under a lot of pressure, but still I can manage to sneak in and digress a little. (like what I'm doing now, or curling my hair..huh?) I'm liking my week's schedule a lot. It may seem tiring and full, but I think it's better than spreading out my classes over the whole week. The only catch is, I can have multiple exams, and papers due at the same day at consecutive times without enough leeway in betweens. I should actually have a switch button for my brain... so if it's time for accounting i can just hit the switch and i'm all set for some number-crunching. by the way, accounting isn't really a math thing, what are calculators for, right? it's more about the relationships of things.. like depreciating inventories, recording cost of land, building, capitalizing interests and all sorts of good stuff. Besides school and work, I'm also thinking about the upcoming MEET THE FIRMS, which is co-sponsored by the Accounting Association which I'm a part of. I dread networking.. but it's the absolute key to my chosen profession, so I guess I'll just suck it up. I still have got to get a new pant suit. Another thing is the mock interviews with McGladrey and Pullen..one of the top 6 auditing firms nationwide, I'm not up for it really, and my resume is still a chopsuey... pressure. But, if I let the opportunity pass for the fear of messing up, my interviewing skills aren't going anywhere and it's better to screw this one up and learn... than screw the real one up and blow my chances of getting hired. My mind is already on the 5th of November (date for mock interviews) and yet I still have exams ahead to battle with. This space is free. Ranting is free.

Bird by Bird

I was at work earlier, and during my 45-minute lunch break I went through my purse and took out this book I had with me, which is Bird by Bird by Anne Lammot. Yes, it's one of my writing books. I have quite a few, actually: Write your heart out, Living Out Loud and Poem Crazy. If you've been following this blog for more than 2 years now, you probably know that I like to write, hide for a few months, then go back again with some new layout or new blog add, and yeah... I'm trying to go back again. Trying as the key word, because I'm really busy.. but somehow I feel the need to make time for this. I like writing words, even if they don't mean anything, even if they're just mere scribbles. I like to write what I feel, what I think.. It doesn't matter whether they're something big or something insignificant -- but to me they're all my little creations.. and for some reasons, they matter. So yeah, I read a few pages from the book, and suddenly I was reminded again, the beauty of writing down things, preserving moments so to speak. So here I am, back at blogspot again..blabbing down stuff until it hurts, until the lines grow, until there's nothing more left.