Bank of America and I are currently not speaking.
I haven't been on blogger in such a long time that it wasn't even in my recent site list. Wow.
Spring break...yeah. That was fun. I spent three hours in a coffee shop just doing work, and for the most part by myself, and realized how nice it is to do that.
Friday was PSP day. After the Turnpike and Schuylkill Expressway got shut down due to wrecks in the morning, I was guided into Philly via what was described to me over the phone as a "you might want to lock your doors" type of neighborhood. Whatever it was, I got to St. Joe's at 7:20am. Just in time to have ten minutes to stand around before getting yelled at. "THE LAST WORD OUT OF YOUR MOUTH DURING TODAY IS GOING TO BE 'SIR' OR 'MA'AM.' DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?" That's what pretty much started my Friday. And aside from filling out a booklet with every bad thing I've ever done in my life (and I mean every bad thing), I found out that I'm in better shape than I was in high school. Week lessons: preparation. wholeheartedness. perseverance. grace. strength. And the fact that both of my auto-injectors are expired.
Wedding's do funny things to me. I loved the one tonight; it was awesome. But on the ride home, the thoughts filled my head. Things, thoughts; thoughts, too many to sort properly. In some convoluted way, they made sense in my head at the time. Now, I'm not so sure. Regardless, it's bedtime, something that I haven't had too much of in the past several days. It should help the mess in my head that needs to be filed.
I have two presentations to give. Tomorrow and Tuesday. Fun fun. I think I'm ready for both of them. I just wish they would be over already. too much waiting. Especially over a break.
And when all's been said and done
It's the things that are given, not won
Are the things that you want
I haven't been on blogger in such a long time that it wasn't even in my recent site list. Wow.
Spring break...yeah. That was fun. I spent three hours in a coffee shop just doing work, and for the most part by myself, and realized how nice it is to do that.
Friday was PSP day. After the Turnpike and Schuylkill Expressway got shut down due to wrecks in the morning, I was guided into Philly via what was described to me over the phone as a "you might want to lock your doors" type of neighborhood. Whatever it was, I got to St. Joe's at 7:20am. Just in time to have ten minutes to stand around before getting yelled at. "THE LAST WORD OUT OF YOUR MOUTH DURING TODAY IS GOING TO BE 'SIR' OR 'MA'AM.' DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?" That's what pretty much started my Friday. And aside from filling out a booklet with every bad thing I've ever done in my life (and I mean every bad thing), I found out that I'm in better shape than I was in high school. Week lessons: preparation. wholeheartedness. perseverance. grace. strength. And the fact that both of my auto-injectors are expired.
Wedding's do funny things to me. I loved the one tonight; it was awesome. But on the ride home, the thoughts filled my head. Things, thoughts; thoughts, too many to sort properly. In some convoluted way, they made sense in my head at the time. Now, I'm not so sure. Regardless, it's bedtime, something that I haven't had too much of in the past several days. It should help the mess in my head that needs to be filed.
I have two presentations to give. Tomorrow and Tuesday. Fun fun. I think I'm ready for both of them. I just wish they would be over already. too much waiting. Especially over a break.
And when all's been said and done
It's the things that are given, not won
Are the things that you want
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Alright man, send me some of the good quotes and I will compile the collection.
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