Procrastination

So I told myself that I have to apply for grad school this year.  I have my letters of recommendation, I have my transcripts, I have the actual applications...now if only I could get my personal statement done.  I don't understand why it's so hard for me to just sit down and get it done.  I guess the fact that I know I still have time (months actually) keeps me from feeling the pressure to DO IT NOW, but I do have a deadline for one of the schools in about two weeks.  But you wouldn't know it cuz I've only been able to write two paragraphs of my essay.  Definitely not something to be proud of.  We'll see how this whole thing goes, it would be very smart of me to go back to school now though, with the way things are and work not being that secure given that we're state funded and CA has NO money.  Stupid ass governator...

Anyway, yesterday I was home by myself for most of the day, just chilaxin, enjoying my Saturday...then the roommate calls to ask if I'm home, acting all nice and shit, asking me how I was doing first, then she asks if I'm home and her response to my positive answer is a very disappointed "Oh."  Turns out she wanted to know because she wanted her cousin to park in my spot instead of having to pay for parking.  Okay bitch, first of all, don't call me and act all nice and then sound disappointed to learn that I'm home.  Although I know how that feels and have had the same feeling many times, I am not the most annoying one out of the two of us.  Second of all, if you want to keep your cousin from paying for parking, then stop being so fucking cheap and you pay the $50 a month to park in the garage, I'm not here to make your life easier.  Then you wanna come into the apartment we both share and allow your cousin to wash her fucking HAIR in the kitchen sink.  In my KITCHEN sink????!!  And I have to listen to both your loud asses trying to hold an intelligent conversation??  No.  Just.  No.  The sink in the kitchen is for two things, and two things only.  1.  Food preparation/washing  and 2.  Dish washing.  You wanna bitch about having people take off their shoes when they come in cuz you don't want the carpet to get dirty, but you let your cousin wash her dirty ass hair in my fucking kitchen sink?  How that makes sense to anyone is just amazing to me.  Ridiculous.  I can't wait to live alone.  August cannot come fast enough.

Oh, okay, so I mentioned my job earlier.  Well, this week, in between all the bullshit (and there's a lot of bullshit) I was told that I needed to volunteer to move to a different team.  Yes, I was volunTOLD.  Basically, I think someone is getting laid off or fired and they're moving someone from one team to that spot and moving me into that person's spot.  But they're making themselves feel better by saying that I volunteered to go, even though they told me that even if I said no, if they didn't find someone else, they would come back to me anyway.  lol.  Okay, ya.  At least now I won't have to deal with the stupidity of some of the people on my team now, especially that of my supervisor.  We'll see how everything goes...I have a feeling that I will like it so much more on my new team though...

Okay, I think I'm going to try and get back to trying to write my personal statement, wish me luck!