I thought that Philip (well the bottom of Philip) might pull through, but no. The very base of him bent over and I guess it was becoming hollow whereas the upper part was still somewhat solid and sturdy. I had to take him outside and throw him into the garden near some other plants. I miss him. I can’t even seem to keep a cactus. *sigh* Enough downers, where in the hell are the uppers for me huh? This sucks. I am going to bed.
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Grr, I hate not knowing what I have to do for schools and not knowing what terms mean. Stupid school terms. I feel so misinformed. I need to register for classes but I don’t know what classes I need to take. I don’t know when I should send in my transfer because I am still in school and taking classes that need to be transfered. I don’t even know the actual name of my Major. I guess it would be under film. *shrug* I got my oasis number about two weeks ago (the school number thing that is sorta similar to your SSN). I was looking on the Columbia website and it looks as if some of the classes I THINK I need are already full. I wasn’t even told when I could start regsitering for classes. It also sounds as if orientation already happened. CONFUSION! CONFUSION! CONFUSION! *having confusion thrown at me* I tried calling them but I don’t even know what to ask for since I don’t know what all the terms mean anymore. Councilors, Guidance councilors, advisors, student affairs…*walks away from computer*
We had our Supervisor interviews yesterday. I was focusing so much on school and studying for two tests I never though of questions to ask the interviewees (sp?). I made some good ones up before we started though. They were two completely different people, both on the Customer Service Team already. One was Brian M (Someone I make vegan food with a lot) and the other was Brady (Mike Brady). They both got the position. They also both need some improving in specific areas of course, but so does everyone. I closed that night as well. It was an indifferent night for me. Poor Philip. Philip was the name of my cactus that sat in my window. My dad came into my room this morning around 9:30 to open my window. He was turing on the house exhaust fan. I have a thick black curtan over my window and Philip sits on a metal homemade shelf. I guess my dad didn’t know he was there, went to open the curtain and knocked him over. Philip fell over and….and broke in half. I know it was an accident. My dad probably feels really bad about it. I woke up right away to help clean up the mess of dirt and such. I still have to do more cleaning of it but that won’t happen until Monday after school. I don’t know if I could care Philip back to life or not. He has two little spurts of cacti coming up beside him that might still make it. I tried Googling something but I couldn’t find anything. Obituary: {gallery}images/04-09-06{/gallery} These pictures were taken a while back. Wow, over a year back. Imagine that. Damn I am slow. I have more pictures to put up before I put up the pictures I took yesterday. I will try and get another set or two done by Friday. I hope. I filmed the service funeral for Sandy Schomig. Jack called me and said that he might not remember everything that was said at the service for obvious reasons and asked if I could film it. Of course I did. I was feeling really aggravated when the sound coming from the audio board going to my camera was distorted though. I didn’t have enough time to try and fix it either. I had to use the on camera microphone which sucks (that goes for any on-camera microphone). It was fine though. Ben came to that, and there was food afterwards (I ate a bunch of yummy fruit). I am glad I got to talk with Ben. He is awesome. I like talking with him. My niece came afterwards when we were eating. She was very energetic. Afterwards we were wanting to do something together so we decided to go to Borders like we used to back in the day. I think Tallon was bored though, which sucks. Ben, Roxiey, and I used to go a lot. We would read books aloud, mainly sex books. Not books like a novel but books that just talks about stuff, sorta like what a magazine does. This time I showed them the Post Secrets book which is where people make/write stuff on post cards of their choosing and then mail it to them. They then make a book of it. It is pretty cool. Some are more personal than others, most are funny though. My hair is going to be gone by Tuesday night. I need to take pictures. I might try and do that tonight, or leave it for tomorrow because it is sorta late as it is. As much as I never know how to look/dress/pose/facial expressions in pictures which makes it better for me to take them alone so as to not feel nervous or embarrassed, I wish someone would help me (or want to help me). Maybe I just want to have someone to hang out with. *shrug* Only can blame myself I guess. I did another overnight but this time it was by myself. Scanning stuff at WFM is fun (said in sarcastic, playful voice). I can’t believe they trust me in there, by myself. *shrug* I just had my headphones on and was on a roll. Checked Woot.com at midnight, but nothing good. I needed to scan so I could get more hours. I had to have someone take my Sunday shift because of the Funeral for Sandy. I might try to come back in after that but I am not sure. I still need more hours to equal what I usually get. The vegetarian (vegan as well) cooking class went quite well tonight. It was myself, Brian M, and Lauren. This was at Whole Foods Market by the way. We got there early and cooked everything once before hand to make sure we had an idea of what we were going to say. I was fairily confident with everything until people started to arrive. I got really nervous then. Of course it was because we were teaching them something. It is very similar to a hands on speech that you would have to make in school. But also, I think I was nervous because I there were three girls there. They were all cute girls, one even my age which I had no idea that she was. She even goes to CoD. (CoD is a huge college and I rarely stay there more than I have to so I am not suprised at all that I haven’t seen her). I don’t talk to girls (specifically girls that are my age, cute, and share a same major interest as me) on a regular basis, let alone teach them. It got easier. I hope no one thought I was ignoring them though. I hope they show up next time we have a class; it would be awesome. Also, it would be cool if I saw Natalie (the girls name that was my ageish) at CoD, but unfortunately it isn’t likely. I can still hope though. It is late, maybe I can throw I picture in later or something. Night Sandy Schomig, Jack Schomig’s wife, died this morning/last night. Jack Schomig is doing alright, but of course it is hard for him. It was something that they have been preparing for for a while now. A memorial visitation will be held at Hultgren Funeral home in Wheaton on Friday April 13th from 3-9pm; there will be a memorial service at Wheaton Bible Church In Wheaton on Sunday April 15th at 4:00pm. http://www.meaningfulfunerals.net/fh/obituaries/obituary.cfm?o_id=105909&fh_id=10184 Sandy was an awesome woman. She cared for many people and Jack cared for her. We will miss her dearly. |
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