Wed, Jul. 20th, 2005, 09:00 am
My house smells like cardboard boxes and temporary housing. I love it.
Thu, Jul. 14th, 2005, 05:16 pm
So I just found out that I in fact have a summer reading assignment. While my boss gave me the great idea of "just watch the movie, and then you can just skim the book! I did it and I got As!", the other choice is reading a book relating to the assigned theme.
So. The theme is social awareness... What does that mean to people, and any ideas on books?
Thu, Jul. 14th, 2005, 03:48 pm
We had two minutes of silence today in honor of the attacks last Thursday. The embassy kids all assembled on the front steps to "show our solidarity and defiance", facing Grovesnor Square, where ten minutes before there had been a "suspect package" warning and lockdown. Hella defiant. It was pretty intense... the two minutes started and all the people in the park stood up (most were half-clothed, interrupting their sunbathing)and kept still and quiet. It was strange seeing everyone stop. Until my old 28 Days Later zombie-phobia crept in and I got kind of nervous. But I guess I was kind of hoping the city would have an official start, like in Israel, where they would blow the air raid sirens to call everyone to attention... maybe ring the bells or something. But no...
In other news, got AP scores back, 4s across the board. I'm pretty pleased, especially with art, since I was expecting like a 2. So there you go, SUCK THAT AP BOARD!
Tue, Jul. 12th, 2005, 11:12 pm
After last night's orgy of chinese food and Pimms with the remaining crew stragglers, I had a date tonight with Mr. Poggioli, aka the Pog, aka my math teacher, a wise man with a hysterical laugh. He pays for dinners and says bad words...it feels so rebellious. Dragged along Sydney once more as a buffer, and had a magical evening of noodles and sunsets. We walked around the park and played (ran from) the swans, and explored the creepy empty building and told ghost stories. I'm happy today. I walked home alone and felt really sad that I was leaving all this, especially now that the people I care about have started to drop out. But I'm also really excited for VA. Don't know why. But last summer I was there I had a lot of fun. Plus, possible free movies at Regals. Yes? No?
Fri, Jul. 8th, 2005, 03:45 pm
Fri, Jul. 8th, 2005, 08:52 am
Well. After yet another bout of emo during/after work, I recovered by huddling up in a big blanket and watching Mean Girls again. That movie soothes the soul.
Besides that, everyone here seems to be keeping a stiff upper lip and all that, so things are pretty much back to normal - everyone went off to work today on public transport. I rode my bike becasue I thought that would be cool, but unfortunately both tires are partially flat so it was actually this excruciating effort and I got my work clothes all sweaty. Anyway. My bosses aren't here yet.
Thu, Jul. 7th, 2005, 02:42 pm
Since I've been in the office all day, I keep going back to cnn.com to check what the latest reports are. It's so strange to see the headlines changing.
"Power outages lead to disrupted Tube service"
"Underground transportation disrupted by a blast at a station"
"London hit by blasts"
"TERROR IN LONDON!!!!"
Thu, Jul. 7th, 2005, 10:22 am
Okay. Work is slightly less boring now. The marines went on the loudspeaker to announce two blasts at Tube stations, and to stay away from other stations. I was all ready for the embassy to go crazy with terrorist rumours, but actully, no one seems to mind that much... my coworkers were joking about it, hactually.
"Oh no...I've got to go over to the FCO. I don't want to get killed today. Ideally."
"No, that'd be inconvenient...we have reservations."
So I don't know. There are reports of trouble at other stations now, but they're saying it's caused by power surges, but people are saying that there are casualties and they look all smoky and burnt, so I don't know. And there are rumors of bus bombs. And outside, all I'm hearing is sirens. But no one seems to know what's going on, and no one seems to be worried. Just something to think about I guess...
There was a bombscare last time I worked here, too... we all had to hide in the windowless offices and hunker down. False alarm then.
...okay, I admit, the sirens are freaking me out a little.
...yeah. They're bombs. At multiple stations, and apparently a couple of buses. And a train crash. Apparently they're not letting anyone out of the embassy either, which doesn't make a difference, since it's morning, but seems significant. What the hell is going on?
Thu, Jul. 7th, 2005, 09:09 am
So I've become boring. Really, really mind-explodingly boring. Most days I drag myself home from work to collapse on the couch, eat, then go back to the couch and slip into a food coma until bed. This kind of schedule makes me wonder why I'm so tired in the mornings. It's not like I work-out or anything, oh no, no energy for that. It's not that I don't get invited out (although there's a sparse amount of people left), it's just that when I do actually hang out with people, I'm so exceptionally dull that it's really just painful for both of us. My brain has become numb to emotion (unless a headache is an emotion) and I have nothing to talk about, nor do I want to laugh or have fun or be merry like a teenager should be. No. I want to sleep. When I'm with someone I resent them because they mean that I'm not sleeping. Watching a movie is okay because that requires nothing on my part, but anything conversational is completely beyond my grasp.
I hate my job so much. I almost start to cry everyday, usually after lunch when I swore that I would work out but I can't because I'm so tired and its' raining and I just want to DIE. Not like they would notice...maybe in three hours, when they need me to copy ONE PIECE OF PAPER.
I hate my life right now.
I just want to leave, just GET OUT of here and not work anymore and reeducate myself in being a human being.
Two weeks and six days...
Fri, Jul. 1st, 2005, 09:11 am
Yesterday was a bit less mind-blowingly awful as the other workdays. When I came in, I had letters from both Jeremy and Dana (why the hell are they always intertwined?) and I managed to bring enough candy and magazines to entertain myself. I have my own office, so people don't really bother me/ I'm utterly alone. We have an unspoken understanding that if they give me work, I'll do it, but if they don't, I'm going to be doing something not work related...I'm paid $8.15 an hour to do People.com crossword puzzles. I guess that's good news.
At least yesterday Dali, the Mexican secretary-Gap worker, came and we hung out. We were looking through the People magazine I had making fun of people. I hung up a picture of Jake Gylenhall on the wall to brighten up the office a little. We debated over who should be in the Top 10 best looking bachelors or whatever spread of the week was. He advised me that any man with a small fancy dog was the "highest level of gay".
Dali's taking me and Sydney out tonight, somewhere in Soho he said. And then tomorrow we might hit the Gay Pride Parade, because he said it was crazy and a lot of fun. But then again, mom wants to try and sneak into Live8, or at least listen from outside the park. So I guess I should her do that too...such possibilities. At least the weekend looks a little fun.
I think Chris is ripping me off on that car though...in the Washington Post, there were ads for the same car (different year, though) starting from $2,500. He'd be charging about $9000...NOT including the stereo system. Jerk.