oregon1 (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} oregon1) wrote,@ 2006-08-18 11:22:00 |
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Makin' moves
Two days left before I relinquish all access privileges to the 19th floor in exchange for a new life in Atlanta. Not a bad trade in my estimation.
I'll admit that in spite of my extremely excited state, I am a bit nervous. One only needs to read this to recall that the demands of student life are so vastly different from the daily workforce grind. By and large, this will be a most welcome transition; I'm eager to finally put a cohesive context to the various areas of study and work experience I've amassed throughout the past decade. Besides, being the dork that I am, I like the academic milieu. Though my ADD tendencies make it challenging for me to keep up with all the varied requirements of time and focused attention, I prefer these to the monotony of crunching numbers all day. Of course, my boredom with my jobs probably has a lot to do with the fact that I was never really mentally or emotionally invested in my work. Hopefully my schooling will give me the leverage to access opportunities that are better fits for my interests and attention span.
I haven't really started packing in earnest... some half-assed boxes here and there. This is partially because the commute to and from work kills any kind of motivation to do anything once the day is over... but it's mostly because I'm a procrastinator at the core, and when something overwhelms me, I tend to just shut down and mentally escape to my own world of impossible daydreams/nightdreams. I could spend a good fifteen minutes staring off into space, delineating (and actually visualizing a bulleted list-- not joking) how I would share and spend each dollar of my winnings if I were to hit a 70 million dollar jackpot of the Powerball lottery. It gets to the point where I'm so caught up with my imagination that I momentarily forget the reality of my sad financial situation.
Alright, well I should probably at least assemble some of the empty boxes stacked against the wall beside me. I can't promise that my next post will be any time soon, but then again, the three of you know how I am with blogging anyway. Things are especially crazy right now though. Check back in a week or so!
Two days left before I relinquish all access privileges to the 19th floor in exchange for a new life in Atlanta. Not a bad trade in my estimation.
I'll admit that in spite of my extremely excited state, I am a bit nervous. One only needs to read this to recall that the demands of student life are so vastly different from the daily workforce grind. By and large, this will be a most welcome transition; I'm eager to finally put a cohesive context to the various areas of study and work experience I've amassed throughout the past decade. Besides, being the dork that I am, I like the academic milieu. Though my ADD tendencies make it challenging for me to keep up with all the varied requirements of time and focused attention, I prefer these to the monotony of crunching numbers all day. Of course, my boredom with my jobs probably has a lot to do with the fact that I was never really mentally or emotionally invested in my work. Hopefully my schooling will give me the leverage to access opportunities that are better fits for my interests and attention span.
I haven't really started packing in earnest... some half-assed boxes here and there. This is partially because the commute to and from work kills any kind of motivation to do anything once the day is over... but it's mostly because I'm a procrastinator at the core, and when something overwhelms me, I tend to just shut down and mentally escape to my own world of impossible daydreams/nightdreams. I could spend a good fifteen minutes staring off into space, delineating (and actually visualizing a bulleted list-- not joking) how I would share and spend each dollar of my winnings if I were to hit a 70 million dollar jackpot of the Powerball lottery. It gets to the point where I'm so caught up with my imagination that I momentarily forget the reality of my sad financial situation.
Alright, well I should probably at least assemble some of the empty boxes stacked against the wall beside me. I can't promise that my next post will be any time soon, but then again, the three of you know how I am with blogging anyway. Things are especially crazy right now though. Check back in a week or so!
