Timing is funny, isn't it. That's all I've got to say about THAT.
It's crazy how fast the semester is going. I think it's because I've been on campus from 8am to midnight every day for the past three weeks. I should just set up a tent, ya know. And hope that they don't lock up all the buildings...because I would need a restroom.
I've been working on a lot of branding projects as well as building my first website. I seriously love HTML. Who knew I could develop such love. I love it because it's like a puzzle/equation/test that I HAVE to figure out. Actually, I really do need to figure out the code otherwise it won't work, ha.
Freakin' cool!!!
Yesterday I went on a blind date. C'mon you know how you feel about those, don't judge.
No, but it really was so much fun. Except the first part, as in the lets-ask-a-lot-of-questions-so-we-don't-have-to-sit-through-awkward-silence part. It was a double {phew!}, we went bowling and then ice cream. Cute, simple, a little cliche but still super fun. We spoke lots of Spanish.
Last week I had an MIS {Management Information Systems} project and it kicked my butt. Seriously. It even laughed in my face. Not. Cool.
I thought I knew Excel pretty well. I do, however, when it comes down to applying formulas to an actual real-life project that's where all heck broke loose. Which brings me to my next point. {Not that I have a list of points going on or anything...}
I have a problem. It's called:
I don't like asking for help because I'd rather figure it out on my own.
So, it took a lot of humbling down and pride decrease-age {that's not a word} to ask for help.
I need to get over that and ask. Ask. Ask. Ask.
Last but not least, this is what I see when I get out of classes:
Life is not bad. It's actually quite fun.
