dress: vintage (not the most flattering, but i love it - the bow is original!)tights: unknown
shoes: madden girl
i can't believe it's only wednesday and i'm already dying for the weekend. as you might have read in my interview with starship narcissus, my work situation (life situation?) is hectic now, to say the least. i currently work for a large company doing web analytics - something that i absolutely loathe. i just started a new position in the company on monday, after being here almost 1.5 years, doing something slightly different (instead of analyzing webpages, i analyze product performance). i hoped that this would be a little better, but it's already just not working out. i'm just so not cut out for work in a corporate environment; i'm not competitive enough, for one. i don't see the point in arguing over insignificant details that aren't going to matter a month from now. secondly, i have a life outside of work, and will come in at 9 and leave at 5 - something that most of my office doesn't understand. my coworkers come in at 8, don't take a lunch break, and leave at 7:30. every. day. thirdly, i just can't stand the work environment. it's very strict, and you can get yelled at for HR for the smallest things (i.e. forgetting your badge. it's crazy).
about 9 months ago, i realized that staying in business for the rest of my working life was just not going to happen. i decided to go back to school to recieve my master's in education. i'm not sure why i didn't consider going this route earlier, as almost every college and highschool job i had revolved around kids - and i loved it. my parents were very insistant that i choose a career that made money, and teaching definitely doesn't earn you big bucks. i'm almost done with my degree; i have three summer classes, and then will start student teaching (hopefully first or second grade).
anywho, sorry to dump all that information out at once. today was a particularly stressful day, one of the kind where i cry at my desk but pretend to have the sniffles when someone asks what's wrong (i really do cry at the drop of a hat. it's embarassing).
1 month 27 days until my last day here! woo!
