Wednesday, July 27, 2005

things i hate (part two)...

1. when it about 100 degrees with 90 percent humidity outside and the f-ing subway cars have no air-conditioning and sweat is dripping down your face, but no matter how hard you try, you can't imagine yourself in a sauna, relaxing after a massage.

2. when a crackhead lady literally shoves you aside with her grubby paws to get onto the subway even though she could have easily walked around you and still got onto the train with plenty of time.

3. when you have two really really cute new bikins to wear but there isn't a pool without infectious diseases in the vicinity that you can use them in. well, without paying either $400 per night for a hotel room or $10,000 per year for a club membership.

4. when customer service representatives are obviously outsourced in a different country and don't speak or understand english, causing you to spend 1 hour talking to 3 different people for the same issue which ends up not getting resolved anyways. [note: i also hate it when customer service representatives that work in this country don't speak or understand english or when they are just plain DUMB.]

i think this new york summer heat is getting to me. i'm usually a very positive person, i swear.

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

idiot of the week

this past sunday, as me and my hubby-to-be [yes, i don't like using the word fiance - it's so... french] walk into the subway station to meet our friends for dim sum, two policemen come running up to us and tell us that "this station is temporarily closed - get outside right now!"

when we ask them what is wrong, they say that there is a "situation" in the train station and it is not safe for us to be there. that's when we scoot ourselves out of there as soon as we can.

when we get outside, we notice that there are crowds of people with their luggage waiting to get back in, ambulances and firetrucks everywhere, and a civilian talking to camoflouge-wearing-AK47-carrying-soldiers, describing some sort of man with a bag . hmmm, scary. but being used to this type of stuff (since there are ambulances and firetrucks on our street pretty much every day of the week and we used to see ravers dressed in camoflouge pants all the time), we take a little detour and get to chinatown right on schedule.

the next day, i find this in the news. skip to paragraph 6 and 7 and read about the idiot that caused hundreds of people to miss their train. god, with people like him, who needs terriosts??

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

wooohoooo - happy day it is! (is it?)

spoke with the admissions person at that law school that i was originally waitlisted at - and i'm in! they let me in, with my sorry undergrad GPA and all. i feel very blessed today.

i was all worried because i had this sudden realization late last night that maybe they only wanted to let me into the evening program, but my fears were unfounded. i'm in the full-time-daytime-more-classes-but-no-classes-needed-during-summer program! woohoo!

now i have a few options to consider:

1) go to this school and be very, very, very poor for 3 years plus be highly in debt for 5 years after i graduate, but with a higher likelihood of getting a big law job, which could reduce the 5 years of debt into 3 years of debt. deal with the seemingly not-so-helpful administration at this higher-ranked school for 3 years.

2) go to the other school i was planning on going to and be somewhat poor for 3 years but be in debt for only 3 years after i graduate, unless i screw up and can't get a big law job which means i will be in debt for 5 years anyways (and be really pissed off because i would be making less than i did before attending law school). be potentially happier for 3 years at this school because of the much nicer administration and nicer facilities. EDIT: be MUCH less in debt because they just offered me a lot more money today. unless i really, really screw up and end up in the bottom 40% of the class which means i will pay the same after my first year. hmmmmmmmmm. time to really really really think about this.

3) forget law school and this career thing altogether and live off of my husband-to-be. have three kids before i'm thirty and become a very desperate housewife. be potentially bored for the rest of my life but live through an artificially happier facade thanks to all the prescription medication my shrink will provide me with.

i'm leaning towards option #3, but it's been a long day. anyone care to weigh in?

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

this guy is funny

if you feel like laughing, read this guy's site. so awesome:
http://maddox.xmission.com

one of my FAVORITE entries of all time:
http://maddox.xmission.com/irule.html

enjoy.

Sunday, July 17, 2005

oh (potentially) happy day!

just checked my home voicemail and i got a message from the admissions department of the law school that i've been waitlisted at! woohoo! this could be good. man, if they are calling to let me in, then this has been a LONG time coming.

must not get my hopes up though - maybe they are just calling for yet another update, to gauge interest, to ask for more information, or to tease me just for fun. but a girl can dream, can't she?

argh, i wish they would send me an email or something! oooh, maybe i can use their online status checker and see what it says. nope, that didn't help - it still says "status: waitlisted" and last update 5/26/05. darn.

the funny thing is, last night i started an entry about how waiting for them sucks but i never got around to publishing it. now i feel kind of stupid for writing about them. but, just so i have a record of my emotional state before receiving their message, i will attach my original (unfinished) entry below. hopefully there will be a conclusion tomorrow.

all together now, in Annie fashion: tomorrow, tomorrow... i'll love this school tomorrow, it's only a day away...

title: waiting sucks

i have always been an impatient person, so when a law school that i applied to, oh, SEVEN MONTHS ago still cannot decide whether they want to let me in or not, it kind of drives me insane.

on top of the fact that i've been waiting for so long, they refuse to let me push it out of my mind (which is what i usually do with things that bother me) by contacting me and giving me false hope every few months.

first, they tell me that i am waitlisted.

then, 2 months later, they ask for an update: "do you still want to continue to be on the waitlist?". uh, yeah, you b**tards, the $65 application fee wasn't meant to be a charitable donation.

then, 2 months after that, they tell me i am on their special priority waitlist, which i guess means i'm supposed to have a better chance at getting into their oh-so-almighty school.

then, a month after they originally said i was supposed to hear back, i get another "do you still want to be on the waitlist" email! oh, that really ruffles my feathers.... [never finished - i wanted to think of a better metaphor than "ruffles my feathers" but couldn't think of one]

Friday, July 15, 2005

the word is out...

i just sent out my first group of save-the-date cards, so there's no turning back now. soon our friends and family all over the US (and in some cases asia) will know about the crazy day that will be our wedding.

advice to you girls out there who are planning a wedding (or i guess to be fair, guys too - but we all know who usually does the wedding dirty work): begin collecting mailing addresses from all your friends, close family, and long-lost family that you have to invite out of politeness SOONER rather than later. as much as you will want to just send out an evite for the damn thing, it is proper etiquette to send anything related to the wedding by mail. not email, mind you, but US-postal-service-managed-delivered-by-men-in-blue-shorts-driving-little-white-trucks-mail. yes, it takes me back to the early nineties back when people called the internet the "information superhighway".

so anyways, i still have another 50 STDs to send out before the end of this month.

and by STDs i mean save-the-dates, not that other highly transmittable thing that we do not speak of in the same entry that speaks of a wedding. C. and J., you sick of that joke yet? :)

Friday, July 08, 2005

OUCH.

you know what sucks? when it rains in the city and you are running down the escalators in your sneakers to catch the subway, and slip right onto your ass in front of hundreds of other commuters. and then it smarts so bad that you have to stay seated on the dirty escalator stairs all the way down until the pain subsides. and then you are left with an imprint of the metal grates on your right butt cheek. and probably a big purple bruise the next morning.

i'm just saying hypothetically, that would suck.
not that it just happened to me.
because i'm not clumsy or anything.

Thursday, July 07, 2005

am i not enough blog for you?

then check some of these out - they are all very entertaining:

http://gofugyourself.typepad.com - for those of you who love celebrity gossip

http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/ - for those of you who love eavesdropping on others

http://www.chocolateandzucchini.com/ - for those of you who love good food

http://www.dooce.com/ - for those of you who have or are about to have a baby

http://thehotlibrarian.blogspot.com/ - just plain funny

a poorly written poem about something i love

craps, oh craps
how i love you so
my heart beats wildly
when the dice get thrown

shooter, oh shooter
why can't you see
that a lovely hard eight
is all i need

each roll could be a win
if you play the right numbers
a field bet, a craps check
i could stay here the whole summer

my chip stack grows large
and then it dwindles down
would i like another daiquiri?
"yes, please, another round."

when it's my turn to shoot
step away from the table
because a seven before the point
is all that i'm able

craps, oh craps
why do you torture me so
even when i'm down to my last red chip
i still don't want to go

here's a lesson for a potential wedding DJ...

if you want to sign up a new client, it's a good idea to meet where it's convenient for the CLIENT, and not trying to get them to drive to you, especially when they tell you that they are only in the area for 2 days and have flown from the other coast just to meet wedding vendors.

and after agreeing on a time and place to meet (let's say, at the airport, which is 20 minutes away from where you live), it's not a good idea to complain about how inconvenient it is for you and try to change the meeting place. and then finally agreeing back to the original time and place after voicing concerns on how "worth it" it is for you to meet said potential client.

the probable result of your actions: potential client will call you 5 minutes later to say "you know what? we decided on another dj for our wedding, so why don't you save yourself a trip and not come meet us", despite your sudden enthusiasm to save the meeting.

oh, well, you sounded young. hopefully you learned something from this.