sitting here.

I am the world's best procrastinator. Not only am I great at task avoidance, I am pretty darn good at convincing myself that the procrastination is OK. Haha. I can pull the wool over my own eyes. That's talent, I tell you. I finally printed off cover letters to get on with my job hunt. It only took 5 tries to get the letter printed without mistakes and whatnot. It's a good thing I have a full package of paper...

Work has been interesting lately, been taking on a lot of responsibility that may or may not be something I should do (depending on who you ask). For the most part, I appreciate the responsibility. It tells me that the people I work with trust me enough. That's good. Job descriptions are mere suggestions, right?

I think that June 9th is never going to come. I want it to be June tomorrow. I want it. I want it now. Too bad life doesn't work that way. I think the week after June 9th is going to be a little nutso. It will start of with waiting to find out if I get into U of M. After that, the next step will be (a) Jubilation and extreme happiness if I get accepted or (b) I don't even want to think about (b). Let's just hope for (a), OK?

My mom and I went to a funeral for the mother of one of my mom's nursery students on Monday. It was hard. It was difficult for me, but I can't imagine what other people go through in these situations. Geez... On the upside, the girl didn't wait five minutes after the funeral to come find my mom and talk to her. It just shows the relationships we can build with our students. This girl could have gone to anyone in the room, yet she chose her teacher, someone she felt comfortable with, someone she could trust. Wow. Talk about positively influencing the kids. Cool.

Final words: Long weekend AND Da Vinci Code this weekend. Awesome, awesome, awesome.

Interview => Done.

The interview at U of M was yesterday. I think I got pretty lucky with the writing topic I chose (integration) and the questions we were asked in the interview. I think it all went pretty well. Too bad those two things (written expression exercise/interview) only count for 30 points out of 75. Damn you, GPA. You should not count for 45 of of those points. Makes me wish I'd done a little more school in my undergrad. Ah well, what's done is done. Dunzo. Very much so. Now I get to wait a month before I find out. It could be worse. It could be two months, right?

Tomorrow night I'm going to the Matt Mays/Black Crowes show at the MTS Centre. Got a ticket to the suite my step-dad's office has a part of. Sweet. Hopefully I'll find someone to take the extra ticket I've got within the next 18 hours. If not, well, that sucks. I never realized how many Black Crowes songs I actually know. And to think, I only really wanted to see Matt Mays and El Torpedo. This concert could be cool. Very cool.

On that note, I'm gonna head off to bed, or more accurately, to watch another show in the first season of Entourage. Geez. I could watch TV shows from only two networks and I would be a happy person -- HBO and (shudder) MTV. Wait a sec.... that would mean I'd have to give up watching 24. Scratch that idea. Kill that noise... I'm outta here.