It's over!!

Wheeeeeeeeee!!!! Tax season is over, baby! No more saturdays! No more staying late! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

I'm a little hyper today simply cuz I know I can start going home at 5pm on the dot again. How nice! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee! Okay, I'll stop.

Honestly though, I'm just so grateful. For everything. For my job, for the non-strenuous tax season. I mean, the latest I stayed at work was 10:15 and that was once. Plus the fact that I took two days off since I was sick last week, it was hardly any overtime at all. I'm so glad I have such a great employer. While the pay will never be as good as a big 4 firm's pay, the stress level will never be as high as a big firm either.

So then the question is, what does one prefer?

Pros of small firm: Close knit working "family". Way less stress and overtime.
Cons of small firm: Less pay. Can't really advance. (Could potentially buy out owner though)

Pros of big firm: Higher pay. Multi-tiered, so lots of room for advancement if you are willing to put in the work.
Cons of big frim: Immpersonal. Lots more stress and overtime.

Hmm.. I'm still not sure where I would want to be in 5 years. Part of me thinks, "well, this small firm stuff isn't so bad. Nice and easy. Probably decent pay once I get my license anyway, so why bother with the unecessary stress?"

Then part of thinks, "well, I can't just stay at one place forever, even though it's comfortable and good enough. Shouldn't I try to strive for something potentially better?"

Decisions, decisions. Oh well, I'll think about it some more next year.

And speaking of grateful. Pretty grateful for the following too:
- increasingly more supportive family
- best hunny bunny I could ever ask for
- a drawerful of kickass friends :D I don't know why you are all in my drawer, but you just are.

time for: shutting up before I really get TOO happy about life as it is now.

wheee!!

Okkie, Mags, no more talk of those cute little furry animals.

My monitor's here! yay! My dad not only signed for me while I was having a nap, but he even brought it into my room for me. yay! I quickly set the thing up and let me tell you, that was tough. I'm still not feeling great and moving monitors around took quite a bit out of me. But so worth it! I ran the Dead Pixel Buddy at babychai's recommendation and there were no dead pixels!! yay!!

Tested it with a few videos too. Looks good. None of this ghosting or whatever. woohoo.

This is gonna take a little big of getting used to. I will have to remember to sit further back. Or set everything at the smallest font possible.

Ah, now all I need is a TV tuner with a remote and I'll be all set.

time for: Shower and sleep. Gotta work tomorrow, ya know.

and that's three.

Yup. Once again, I got the ol' "evie, go home!!". And I've been pinky sworn into staying at home tomorrow even if I feel alright. Because I need to rest. I'm supposed to curl up in bed and watch TV all day and get my mom to bring me magic chinese soup every so often. Me so lucky to have such an understanding boss and co workers. They got me drugs and throat candy too!

You know, I'm perfectly fine with staying at home and watching TV tomorrow. Especially since my 19" LCD is supposed to be arriving tomorrow. *oh happy day!*

I do feel quite guilty about all this though. Who knew I would be the kind of employee who feels guilty about taking a day off work cuz of sickness? See, this is what happens when your employers are good to you.

Why can't these germs just go away?

time for: finishing up this wretched assignment for computer auditing. Who doesn't give a fuck? ME!!

damn you, germs.

I was scheduled to get sick from May 3rd to around May 7th. But lo and behold, surrounding germs and my body had other ideas.

Body temperature has been like a yo-yo for the past couple of days and it has not been fun. Now i'm in that final stage when I lose my sense of taste and smell and I cannot breathe through my nose. Let's just hope my cough can be kept under control. Nobody wants to hear a man-voice Evie. I need some nyquil. Nyquil makes everything better.

I've already been sent home twice from work. Let's not make it three.

On top of this all, I have an assignment due on Friday which has barely been started. But you know what? Fuck it. Don't care. I'll pass the course either way and it's not like my partner is doing any work anyway. (Neither am I, I guess.) I'll just throw some stuff together in the next two hours and call it a night. If I get 50% on the assignment, so be it.

time for: assignment. hopefully it doesn't take too long. I can BS with the best of them. Should probably Nyquil AFTER i work on this though.

numbero-deuxo??

Methinks I'm getting sick. Damn office and it's insane thermostat. It was 27C by midafternoon, everyone was falling asleep and I was getting chills one minute and sweating the next. Bah.

So like you guys? You've GOT to watch this show. It's really well written. The main character is kinda like Chloe on Smallville except that unlike Chloe, Veronica kicks ass. She's sassy, pretty and a social outcast. AND she's a private investigator. One of the very few teen-ish type shows that makes me feel for the characters. (I've had enough of all the Rorys, Joeys, Marissas etc there are on TV)

Regarding my last post.. I'm a lipid?? Isn't that like... fat? D'oh.

time for: sleep. a good 9 hours will do me good.

what kinda molecule am i??

stole this from babychai's site.. I'll link her at some point.

You are a lipid. You know whom you like and whom
you hate, and you like hanging out with people
who think like you do. People who disagree with
you annoy you to no end. You either love
Abercrombie and Fitch or you despise it, but
there's no middle ground. You're polar.

Which Biological Molecule Are You?
brought to you by quizillahttp://quizilla.com">Quizilla>

"People who disagree with you annoy you to no end." That's kinda true, it's more like people who disagree for the sake of disagreeing annoy me to no end. Yeah I know.. BUT. Right. Sometimes I wish I knew how to mute people with swift jab at a pressure point. You know, like in old Kung Fu movies. (whee wung wung, whee wung wung) That would be so awesome. I can think of at least 4 people right now I'd do this to everytime I spoke with them.

And it's not like you can just avoid and not talk to these people either. You just do your best to avoid discussions of any sort. Just stick to the basics: weather, hockey, shopping.

Speaking of shopping. Went to the newly expanded Yorkdale with mags yesterday. A nice day of girly shopping fun, which included a yummy killer shake from Pickle Barrel. (ahem, have YOU had one yet? no? still? good god.) The new expanded wing is quite modern looking, all glass ceiling and leather upholstery in the furnishings. The stores were nothing spectacular though. Added the usual chains like H&M (boo!) and Old Navy (boo!). Why is it that those two stores always look like a tornedo hit it? And why do they not iron the merchandise before display?

Why is it now 10 o'clock?

time for: waking up sleepy head so he can study. *poke* wake up.

yay school...

Bad start to week. Surrounded by negative vibes, mostly coming from myself. If it wasn't for my multiple-times-a-day email buddy and Edward, I'd be wallowing in a vat of self-pity. And it's stupid, cuz there's nothing to "self-pity" about. Just blowing crap way out of proportion and kinda driving myself nuts.

I find that when I have to study, my mind will do anything to distract me. Including making me feel sorry for myself. Tears pop out for no good reason. Seriously! What the hell? Stupidest thing in the world! I don't even have anything to be unhappy about!

Stop it, brain, work with me here. I'll make you a deal. Just three more days, then you can rest for a weekend. I'll even let you get some hardcore REM sleep.

time for: sleep. (See, brain? I'll even let you have a little taste.)

*oh good god, am i talking to my brain?!?*

crummy.

It's been a crummy week. What with worrying about school and the dreaded end to my freedom, I haven't been in the greatest of moods. But then I thought about something that made me laugh outloud.

Have you ever witness someone talking in their sleep? It's so friggin' funny. One of my sisters has done this ever since I can remember and I just love it. I always try to engage in a conversation with her while she's in this state.

C: "Baaa... where is it?"
E: "Where's what?"
C: "The pink hello kitty elephant."
E: "What pink hello kitty?"
C: "You know, the one on the umbrella."

Teehee! The moment is ruined when she moves from one state of consciousness to another though, meaning she kinda wakes up, realizes she talking gibberish and say, "never mind."

My favourite talking in sleep moment was from Edward though. This was when we were still in Waterloo. I used to work from 7:30 to 10:30am, so when I get home, I just wanna curl up and nap too. So I curl up next to Edward (who was still sleeping), urging him to wrap his arms around me.

Ev: (taking Edward's arm)
Ed: (completely straight faced and sorta angry) "Hello?!? Can't you SEE I have a bowl of cereal in my hands?"
Ev: "Wha?"
Ed: (totally pissed off, lying on the bed with his eyes still closed) "Cereal! I'm holding a bowl of cereal!!"

I swear, his said this with such conviction. Like I was this total fucking idiot who did not notice the bowl of cereal in his empty hands. At this point I started laughing. Tears-running-down-my-face kinda laughing.

Hmm. Good times. :D

You know, I think babychai had a story this like to share too.

time for: studying. sigh.

starting to hyperventilate.

Do these things ever end? How did my finals sneak up on me like that? I have a final next monday and thursday. The monday one I'm not worried about. It's straight-forward and the material is easy. The thursday one, however, is a lot tougher and I need a good mark on it.

I've got about a week to study. I'm staying at work 'til around 7:30 lately and it'll be like this until end of April. I don't mind it really, just that I have to study this week. I'll have maybe 3 hours to study a night. Oh man, oh man. The nervousness is setting in.

Maybe I should be studying right now instead of blogging.

time for: change, tidy up desk and organize my notes for studying. No Race for evie tonite.

2 more days.

My parents are coming back in two days. Less than 48 hours. It's time to go crazy.

Just as well that they are coming back, I don't think I can take much more one-on-one with "my favourite sister" (self-proclaimed) anymore. She kinda went a little nuts yesterday, reminiscent of how my mom used to go a little nuts with cleaning when my dad was coming home. One difference though, she wasn't really cleaning, just kinda yelling at me about how messy I am. Dude, you can't complain that I'm never home AND that I made a huge mess at home. It's either or, take your pick. She did her signature "I'm gonna shake my head and ignore you when you ask me a question" thing. Is it wrong that I was thisclose to shaking some sense into her?

Then came the tirade about how much she cleaned up. Hmm. Swiffer once a week? I don't think so. Judging by the amount the hair picked up when I Swiffered yesterday, I should be semi-bald right now if she really did Swiffer every week.

Anyhoo, I'm glad I wasn't home much. Whenever I was, I was subject to auditory torture. It's either listening to a dorkus singing his lungs out from DVDs.. or it's listening to the same dorkus reading from his dorkus book. On a CD. The worst were the comments.

"Oh, you have to listen to this! It's so funny!! Really, it's such an awesome book, you should really read it. Aw, isn't he so sweet?"

Those just made me kinda sad.

time for: shower. do some work. sleep.