It was way too early for that...

This morning I was enlightened to find out that people still wake up before 9 a.m.! I guess the saying is true: You learn something new everyday. Anyway, as I joyfully cruised down Congress amidst anxious pedestrians and honking cars, I somehow managed to inhale my delicious and filling breakfast composed of a granola bar and water. Yes, I am so organized that I am able to have a great meal AND get ready in my car as I'm rushing to the Statesman for my second visit.

Ok, Ok. I know I'm sounding very sarcastic, but its 10p.m. and after this morning I'm left feeling more unmarketable than a toy made in China. All of this happened after I spoke to a very kind, but much too informative writer at the Statesman. As I peered through his shoulder to see what kind of exciting journalistic work he was creating at 9:30 a.m. (one hour earlier than my normal wake up time), he said, "You really should look into something else. Something that pays better. Only the people that really want to do this get paid well." My only thought, which was able to silence the grumbling in my stomach was, "Awesome."

I decided to steer away from Journalism and talk more with him about our shared interest in English (he majored in it and soon so will I). He said that English was not a very marketable skill since it has no specialization. His next words, "Basically all your engineering friends will get jobs before you" are what caused me to reach inside my purse and secretly speed dial my academic counselor's number while quietly freaking out on the inside.

As I drove to school, I was extremely grateful for the fact that I still have three semesters left where everything suddenly seems easier. It was one of the best, short-lived drives of my life.

When you wish upon a star....do it from inside.

I was very excited when I found out last Saturday that there would be a meteor shower over Austin the following day at about 3 a.m. Luckily, the roof on the building next to mine is an outdoor patio filled with lounge chairs and commodities. My neighbors and I promised to meet at that time for a sparkling night.

So after hanging out with my friends downtown on a chilly, misty night, I excitedly hurried back home to catch the stars. Needless to say, all I caught was a cold.

Sure, it was entertaining at the time to see the occasional shooting star and make the same wish over and over again. At the time I didn't mind that I was freezing and now I realize that I should have been wishing for a blanket instead of the cliche true love.

Thanks to my lucky stars, I am now extremely sick. It has been very rough to get up every morning since then especially when I have to sit through five hour work trainings everyday this week. It isn't pleasant to be the coughing, bugery girl in the back row at all.