Slow dancing in a burning room.

This week is going to suck. I have some major cleaning to do before my family comes, too, which is really not going to be fun... ugh. It majorly sucks that BPD and MV Alumni Day are the same game. I mean, I can hang out with Rose and Kay and everybody later, but I obviously have to go out to eat with my parents and grandparents Friday and Saturday, and it's just bad timing. Whipple will finally be back together, and I just hope we can go out or do something to enjoy it.

But Liz's birthday is tomorrow. I'm excited! I probably shouldn't go out, but whatever. With the basketball game tonight, that tomorrow night, Thanksgiving Wednesday... I don't have a lot of time to do my work. It's looking like I will be getting very little sleep this week...
But yeah, all the juniors are starting to turn 21 (man, they're old! I'm only 2 months older than Liz, haha), so now I have an excuse to go dt.

So instead of writing anymore of this, I think I'm going to attempt to get something accomplished...

Soon I'll grow up, and I won't even flinch at your name.

You know, I really hate the work that comes with being an electrical engineer. Knowing what I know now, and seeing how much I like my major (or dislike it, really....), I don't think I'd be an electrical engineer. I'm not sure what I'd be. I feel like there's something bigger and better out there that I should be doing. Granted, I really am excited to be working in the nuclear industry, and I know that's going to help out - you know, the whole clean energy thing, but I'm not going to go into that whole spiel now. I don't know... sometimes I feel like I listened to my parents too much. I know I was good at math, and I do like math, but did that really mean I had to go into a math-based major? I don't really know what else I would have done, but still. I just don't know. But seriously, my dad had cateract surgery a year ago, and his one eye got really blood shot and he was having problems seeing. It turns out his retina became detached (a common side effect from the surgery, I guess). So they numbed his eye, stuck a needle in the back of it, and inserted high pressure air bubbles. They'll gradually raise to the surface and push the retina back into place. Well, that's the plan, and if it works he won't have to have surgery. There's about an 80-90% chance that he won't have to have to surgery. But I just think that is the coolest thing! The fact that we can do that amazes me. I love watching surgeries. Sometimes I feel that I should have been a doctor. I love giving blood just to watch the needle go in me and watch the blood come out! All that stuff is just so interesting to me. But yeah... here I am complaining about work and school, and then I say I should've been a doctor...

But the one thing I enjoy about being an EE is telling people I'm an EE. I just enjoy the reactions I get. I don't know if it's the fact that I'm female or what. People will be like, "Nice!,"or "Wow, that must suck!," or the very nice, "Oh really?" I mean, what do people (really just guys, I guess) expect me to say when they ask me what my major is? I should say something like Fashion Design next time.



Side note:
I am refusing to take the trash out in the kitchen to see how long it sits there. I think I've taken it out everytime because I just can't stand the smell. So now everytime I walk by, I just spray it with Lysol. At this point I don't know if you can cram anything else in there, so I feel someone will take it out. I think Kelsey would take it out, but you know... I really don't know about the other two. And it really pisses me off. Not to mention that Liz goes and talks about how Natalie isn't taking their trash out in the bathroom. Well, excuse me, but you don't take the trash out in the kitchen! Whatever. I'm done. I'm sick of doing twice the work.