I haven’t even logged into tumblr in two months.
Or maybe it’s student teaching is eating my brains?
Also my students keep asking me about tumblr.
Quiet, you. I’m still more culturally relevant than you are.
Fortunately my anxiety is manageable, at least?
Ah whatever. I think I’ll be throwing in the towel soon with this blog.
HOLY SHIT.
In the midst of my over-dramatic emotional angst (which reached NEW HEIGHTS today, people! FUCK!)…
I completely missed my first blogoversary! This is a big deal.
After 1 year, I have had some amazing support—and some very faithful followers who have stuck through even though I tend to go on hiatus once every few months.
News from the battlefront:
As you may have read below, I started a prozac regimen. WHOA, ACTUAL MEDS. This maybe came just in time because I left the office twice today to lock myself in a room and cry.
WHAT IS GOING ON IN MY BRAIN? Who knows! It’s hopefully gonna get better within a couple of weeks.
I’m miserable though. And so damn dramatic. Ugh.
I’ll be fine, I PROMISE.
>.<
Allegedly this helps with motivation too…so I’ll hopefully be on more. Unfortunately, my break is a week because of academic obligations. Ugh.
Thanks for keeping the faith. It’s been a wonderful year!
Please tell me about your experiences. How long did it take before you felt anything? Did it help? What did it do? Either answer here or submit it. I really want your input. I just started a couple days ago and I’m nervous.
That’s a good question. I wish I knew the answer myself.
As our region slowly recovered from Sandy, and finals quickly set in, I came to realize that the depression I talked about here was only just beginning when I brought it up in September.
Sigh.
Don’t complain to me about your precious vacation time while I work Thanksgiving Break, haven’t been home in six months, will only get to go home for about a week, and will be broke for the foreseeable future because this job limits the amount of loans I can take out.
Fucking spare me.
Seriously.
Because Thanksgiving Duty FUCKING SUCKS.
=)
♥
Posts are kind of sporadic.
Life is kind of hectic as fuck because of Sandy. If you haven’t been reading the news, many people are without homes, cars, and power. It’s been a week, but it’s still messed up as hell in the entire region, which I’m actually revealing on tumblr. That’s how you know it’s bad.
I have been very, VERY lucky, and so has most of my staff…but others, including my residents, have not been. Some people lost literally EVERYTHING.
So posts are going to be sporadic for the next few weeks while we all get back on our feet again.
There are some questions in my ask that I’ll get to at some point in the VERY NEAR future, and in the mean time, if anyone would like to submit posts, they are always welcome and appreciated.
Please pray for heat, power, and comfort to those who need it right now; a lot of people do.
Thanks
-RLL
(Source: mrsbadkrumble, via southpawscopic)
RAs communicate with eyebrows…
AHAHAHAHA. Most of the time my co-RA and I are in each others’ heads, but we have also come up with a secret signaling language to make sure that we are thinking the same thing…
Comic Sans
If you use comic sans on your flyer I will go out of my way to make sure that no one comes to your program.
Anyone on my staff who may come across this: YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
BUT I SHOULDN’T HAVE TO WARN YOU.
(via fuckyeahreslife)
Maybe I’m revealing too much information about my location…but whatever. I can only be on for a little bit while we still have generator power. I’m PRAYING that things get back to normal soon. Fortunately, everyone on campus is safe, and I think the cabin fever is starting to wear off a bit…
I sincerely hope that all of you and your families are safe, and I can only assume that those of you reading this have power.
Happy thoughts to everyone affected. ♥
Unlike my friends who get to curl up with a book, I actually have WORK to do.
…Like update tumblr.
Hey hey! Yeah, I definitely didn’t get this ask. So sorry if you thought I cold-shouldered you, anon!
You asked for thoughts. Here are some frickin thoughts:
The fact that you’re embarrassed may actually help you, because when applying for the position, it’s important to be confident—but humble. But you definitely shouldn’t be embarrassed because you think they will judge you as incapable! That’s some bullshit right there.
The fact of the matter is, college is a growing experience. Okay, time to tell a story:
I totally fucked up my RA interview freshman year. Like…TOTALLY fucked it up. I didn’t even make it past the first round, mainly because I was a mess. I remember thinking I was a shoe-in, but because I was so freaking obnoxious…yeah. Not pretty.
Then, my sophomore year I actually go to know my RAs by applying for a front desk job. My boss at that job ended up becoming by mentor in the position. The RAs to me were like the cool kids I wished I could be a part of. I got to know them, and they got to know me. I knew I would make a great RA but I didn’t want to tell them. I really didn’t want to be that obnoxious kid from last year.
I remember the night I first suggested it to one of my RAs…I was at the front desk and she was going to bed. She was just like “AWESOMMME!” but definitely was holding back. One of the head RAs was also keen to the idea and we were in the same major…but she got more distant after I started to get more confident. My future mentor straight up told me what skills I needed to be able to display in the selection process, and I nailed it. Interview, not as much, but after literally the LONGEST WEEK OF MY LIFE, I got the position.
For some reason, I thought I would hit the ground running with the position. I think I naively thought that academics were just like the real world or something. HOLY SHIT, RA was a growing experience.
Now I sit in the office almost every night with my closest staff member (who is brand new) and I feel like an old fart, reflecting on my own naivete from two years ago, and how little of it I see in him.
I also think about how I’m almost like a “fake” third-year RA. I’ve found myself a veteran now, not because I ripened early, but because I stayed later. The RAs that got hired their sophomore years are in some ways better than me…but I still know more than them, and they are incredibly willing to learn.
First year seems really far away. Not being an RA seems even further. It really changes you as a person, but definitely in a good way. The funny thing is that we’re “brainwashed” the first year, then after that, we don’t give a fuck.
But yeah, being an RA looks cool, because it is cool! It’s a LOT of fucking work. Like…a LOT of work. I don’t think I can emphasize enough that you are basically selling your soul to res life. You are an indentured servant and they can do whatever they want to you. As you may have noticed from previous posts, my undiagnosed mental issues that I have had mostly under control for the entirety of my undergrad career are suddenly coming back, and RA has a lot to do with it.
Still, this third year has made the last two years worth it, and I don’t think I would trade my time here for anything. It’s awesome being an “insider,” too, but once you’re here there’s no turning back. Different world.
Totally worth it.
Best of luck!
to which I don’t know the answer****
Sorry. We must not lose our grammar skills in these trying times.
