...in fact, I wish I were a LOT meaner (oh, yea and could tune out this pesky conscience when needed.)
I want to give people the finger who cut me off and not be fearful that the driver who I just flipped off is wielding a machete and might chase me down.
I want to tell people what I really think when they complain to me- "Yea, I don't care- they probably dumped on you because you take their shit" or "yea, enough about you, back to me."
I want to be tougher on my squad (we got handed and old-fashion ass whoppin' earlier today) and when they gripe and complain or throw up from too many sprints, tell them to go scratch -this is college and it's just what we do.
When someone comes into my office to ask questions (because they didn't read the thorough and detailed email I already sent them on the topic) I want to put my fingers in my ears and yell, "LA LA LA, I'M NOT LISTENING" and if they still don't get the hint, I want to throw my coffee at them. Or my plant. Or both.
Today's Highlights:
Todd and I put our infant car seat bases in our whips today. It was suspiciously easy. Makes me wonder if they're in properly.
I got to wear flip flops all day since it was above 50 degrees.
Streak of ordering awesome stuff off of menus continues with a roast beef special from Brother's in Drexie.
I'm a presentation away from my crap Master's Degree (Master's of Science in Strategic Leadership- MBA minus all of the finance.)
Today's Gripes:
I'm the only person who gets sunburn on her feet in 50 degree weather.
My sunroof is broken.
Would've been an awesome day for the Philly Beerfest and/or Delco Express.
I'm a presentation away from my crap Master's Degree (Master's of Science in Strategic Leadership- MBA minus all of the finance.)
I want to give people the finger who cut me off and not be fearful that the driver who I just flipped off is wielding a machete and might chase me down.
I want to tell people what I really think when they complain to me- "Yea, I don't care- they probably dumped on you because you take their shit" or "yea, enough about you, back to me."
I want to be tougher on my squad (we got handed and old-fashion ass whoppin' earlier today) and when they gripe and complain or throw up from too many sprints, tell them to go scratch -this is college and it's just what we do.
When someone comes into my office to ask questions (because they didn't read the thorough and detailed email I already sent them on the topic) I want to put my fingers in my ears and yell, "LA LA LA, I'M NOT LISTENING" and if they still don't get the hint, I want to throw my coffee at them. Or my plant. Or both.
Today's Highlights:
Todd and I put our infant car seat bases in our whips today. It was suspiciously easy. Makes me wonder if they're in properly.
I got to wear flip flops all day since it was above 50 degrees.
Streak of ordering awesome stuff off of menus continues with a roast beef special from Brother's in Drexie.
I'm a presentation away from my crap Master's Degree (Master's of Science in Strategic Leadership- MBA minus all of the finance.)
Today's Gripes:
I'm the only person who gets sunburn on her feet in 50 degree weather.
My sunroof is broken.
Would've been an awesome day for the Philly Beerfest and/or Delco Express.
I'm a presentation away from my crap Master's Degree (Master's of Science in Strategic Leadership- MBA minus all of the finance.)
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good luck on the master's presentation!