Hey guys, how has everyone been?

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Been having a good day. Hopefully it can end well without too much problems, especially for my dad since he had gotten back problems (bad enough said he said it hurts like hell).
 
I find out in a week if I need to go in for a biopsy!

At least me and Mr. Multiples are hanging out this weekend. Things are going really well between us and we've spent a fair amount of time together. Plus we're getting fried chicken and playing Bloodborne and PT. I'm feeling less impostor syndromey about work since an art director my boss has worked with complimented my work as "very professional."
 
It's not that I feel extremely, powerfully depressed and upset with the way my life is going. It's that I realized I've been feeling this way for a while and that I've become exceptionally good at faking it, and that I will continue to fake it so that I don't bother my friends and family. I know in my heart that I'll soldier on, but man I can't believe I hadn't noticed how dark and narrow this path had become. I'm turning into the kind of person I don't like: bitter and spiteful. Recently I've said things that are out of character, declined invitations to hang out or socialize because I just said "what's the point", and I felt a really strong pang of jealousy when I heard about a friend of mine's engagement.

God I hope I'm not turning into a Sluthater or something. I'm really very worried.

Everyone gets like this once in a while but if you feel it's been going on too long then you might want to talk to someone about how life is going. It doesn't even have to be a psychologist or anything either. Just talk about how you feel because it helps. You can even talk to me if you want. The good news is that since you realize you're not happy you can use that to figure out what it is about life you don't like and take steps to improve it. :)
 
I got sexually harassed by a patient at clinical today, so that's how my day is going.
 
I got sexually harassed by a patient at clinical today, so that's how my day is going.

That's really shitty, I have witnessed a lot of it going on at my work. Go back a page if you want to know more about that one.

Apart from that, he refuses to leave ME, of ALL people, alone.

I'm a freaking weirdness magnet.
 
Well, 2 major holidays down, only Mother's Day and Father's day left to muscle thru. On the upside the physical therapist I'm seeing is pretty nice, tho days I go to PT seem to be my off days seeing that at the end of the day I feel like utter shit. On the downside, I can only go in once a week cause my fucking boss refuses to give me 2 days off anymore, thus I'm lucky I even get one. What's even better is I see her all the fucking time now, and I get flack for nothing. Bonus; my manager thinks I'm wasting my time with physical therapy even tho I've only gone 4 times. :|
 
And now for something completely boring.

Bought a new bookcase this morning, one of those cheapish ones that comes in a box and you assemble yourself (but it looks nice enough). I open it up to find that the hardware bag is missing. And it's not even like basic screws and stuff that I can buy at the Handyman Hardware down the road (it's these weird cam bolts and compression dowels and just specifically geared towards the assembly of this particular bookcase, the bastards), so I submitted a replacement part request at their website like the manual suggested. Apparently missing hardware bags are a relatively common thing, since their parts request form is streamlined for just this sort of problem.

Hopefully I get my missing hardware bag in the mail sometime this week. The pile of wood that may one day become a bookcase looks really bad just kinda stacked up against my apartment wall.
 
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I've been starting to slack off on my homework now that the semester is almost over. I may very well be graduating, since math has been going fairly smoothly for me. If I do, I'll focus on trying to find a job over the summer.
 
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So apparently the Jamaicans that come to work at my resort every summer aren't coming this year because they seem to have cancelled the H2-B visa this year. So basically that means that the already understaffed and overworked department I'm in will continue to be overworked and understaffed throughout the summer. The head of HR is going to Progress Island, U.S.A. to see if she can sucker more Puerto Ricans to come over and fill in for the Jaimaicans. In the meantime I can look foward to even more 50-60+ hour workweeks and only a day off. Of course this means more overtime and hence, more money. But I'm already sick of this shit.

Apparently one of the waiters where I work out seems to have caught on and has offered to train me as a waiter because he apparently sees that I'm wasting my life where I'm at. He also says that it will be good for my personal growth and for my social skills, not to mention that being a waiter at a 5 star restaurant means that the tips are rather generous. Sounds good, but I'm also freaking out. And I thought that I got over this shit the moment I arrived at JFK to catch my connecting flight to my new home, over a year ago. Sometimes I feel like I've regressed and my old anxieties are coming back. I couldn't even psych myself up just to ask the manager if I could speak to her and ask her if she would let me in on the wait staff. I f I can't do that, then imagine me trying to chat up guests. *stress sigh* However if it's the only way I'll be able to have a normal work week and make more money, then I'll have to do it sooner rather than later.
 
So apparently the Jamaicans that come to work at my resort every summer aren't coming this year because they seem to have cancelled the H2-B visa this year. So basically that means that the already understaffed and overworked department I'm in will continue to be overworked and understaffed throughout the summer. The head of HR is going to Progress Island, U.S.A. to see if she can sucker more Puerto Ricans to come over and fill in for the Jaimaicans. In the meantime I can look foward to even more 50-60+ hour workweeks and only a day off. Of course this means more overtime and hence, more money. But I'm already sick of this shit.

Apparently one of the waiters where I work out seems to have caught on and has offered to train me as a waiter because he apparently sees that I'm wasting my life where I'm at. He also says that it will be good for my personal growth and for my social skills, not to mention that being a waiter at a 5 star restaurant means that the tips are rather generous. Sounds good, but I'm also freaking out. And I thought that I got over this shit the moment I arrived at JFK to catch my connecting flight to my new home, over a year ago. Sometimes I feel like I've regressed and my old anxieties are coming back. I couldn't even psych myself up just to ask the manager if I could speak to her and ask her if she would let me in on the wait staff. I f I can't do that, then imagine me trying to chat up guests. *stress sigh* However if it's the only way I'll be able to have a normal work week and make more money, then I'll have to do it sooner rather than later.

Well, what's the worst thing that could happen? Will you have to repeatedly excuse yourself from the room in order to throw up in a hallway recycling bin? Panic so hard you lose the ability to clearly see and hear? Actually swoon like a delicate Victorian and smash your face into the back of a chair so you wake up in a small pool of blood with everyone standing around you?

Welcome to my first day as a teaching adjunct, competing at Grand Concours Français in high school and also my first talk at a professional conference, and when my student internship got upgraded to a paid job and I found out I had to make phone calls. I could go on, but that's probably plenty. And the thing is, I ended up being good at all this stuff, as evinced by strong course evaluations, taking top award in my category, having people whose opinions matter in the field say they liked my talk, and getting offered a permanent job, respectively. Even if this shit never feels better, at least it will probably start feeling less limiting.

Ecce signum, caveat emptor - like I get I am not an obvious credible source for advice on how to be successful in life. But for what it's worth, I expect you've got this.
 
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Poster rough draft done. Reading for tomorrow done. Quiz done. Garden planted. Seeds started. I'm ahead of schedule for once.
 
I be working a extra day for four hours at my Healthcare job up til Fall. Looking forward for that since I want to save up much as I can.
 
So I begged my boss for tonight off so I can have one more night on the big island to recuperate. Boy, my body is really getting out of shape, luckily my country celebrates Holidays basically the entire Easter weekend, and when you work on a holiday, its double pay. This week will include Easter Monday's pay.

I really need to get my computer refurbished, fix the webcam, fix the CD drive, I got a lot of personal projects I need to work on, start, and finish.
 
Met a guy I haven't seen since last year. Half an hour of uncomfortable sex later and I wonder what the point of it was. Yeesh.

Also, having a shortage of food, but found nearly a whole box of Golden Grahams I'd forgotten about a few weeks ago. Score.
 
I'm starting to apply for jobs, but it's frustrating to fill out what amounts to the same application countless times. I also feel weird about applying to multiple positions at the same hospital...
 
Because I'm graduating college soon, I want to apply to internships related to my field of study but quite frankly I'm terrified. Due to emotional/mental issues in school my grades were not the best, and I was always hesitant to make friends with my professors. The only jobs I've had are retail-like jobs outside of my field. They say the best way to get internships/jobs is to have good grades and have good references (aka be friends with your professors). Will anyone decent want to hire me with my mediocre resume?
 
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