It's not that I hold the "new" blog higher than this one...its just that...I have to do that one. For a grade.
This week was hectic and tiring and busy. To the point that I can't really even say what I did...i just know that I was working the whole time. I've slept very very little...and I've written a LOT. And gotten interview requests turned down or not followed through with A LOT. But...I have a little break tonight before I have to start working stuff again.
Best part of my week was...well finishing my article BEFORE the middle of the night last night...which was nice. But...I babysat some of my little babies yesterday. SO cute. I really shouldn't have...becase I didn't have time but I neeeeeeded to do SOMETHING that didn't involve research or interviewing or typing or thinking....so...I played with babies.
Oh..and I dropped the baby on his head. I almost cried because it was scary...he's okay...it wasn't that bad but I felt like a failure and still do. But...he still loves me and was smiley and cute very soon after. But he threw up on me later just to make it even. I deserved that I guess.
I covered a story on a new youth coalition against substance abuse in my neighborhood. It was so fun to cover...I'm really excited about the article and hope it gets picked up my the local paper. If not...hopefully it will go up on the school website. But..I've gotten to the point now that I don't CARE what happens with anything I do...I just want to FINISH them in time to sleep a little.
This is boring and a lot of complaining so I will write tomorrow or something and by then I will have hopefully done something social/fun that I can talk about.
OH WAIT..yesterday at my internship..our building is under construction. We are the only office that is in business...so crap falls from the ceiling and drilling happens all day. But yesterday hit a new low...there was a sewage problem and without going into detail because I will throw up if I think about it.....it felt like I was working INSIDE the base of a port-a-potty (ok, I have NO idea what the actually name of a porter potty, porta john? I don't know I've never seen it spelled and dont feel like googling it so whatever) My point is..it was disgusting.
One guy almost threw up, the other one was gagging...I was hysterically laughing...but felt really sick. So gross.
k bye
2 comments:
well at least you arent as big of a loser as i thought...now i dont know who the bigger loser is.. you for being the lead groupie for brown lacrosse team? or me for reading all about it and then finding ways to comment on it? In your defense IT IS for a grade...in my defense I have WAY TOO MUCH FREE TIME.. making me the bigger loser
We had a sewer problem when I worked at FBR. It was really gross, and probably equivalent to your experience...anyway, just wanted to let you know that you're not alone in the sewer problems. Christian and I are both sick in bed now. But if we had sewer issues at least we couldn't smell anything. :)
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