I Have a Lot of Rage...

& it led to something that I never do.Twice-in 1 day.I cried;twice.I simply can't take the woman.For the 1st time in my "professional" life, I have considered abandoning ship! Having my intelligence underestimated/under minded half the day & being told, "oo you must have forgotten," when in fact I had never been told, is getting really old. Some poor woman got up and was about to walk out today because of the woman's attitude! Words can not describe how rude/crazy/ghetto fabolous the woman is.

BUT,we do what we must sometimes.So I shed a tear during my lunch break (at 3:00pm) and proceeded to stay until 6:30 to see the aforementioned hostile woman. After escaping from the loony bin, I ventured to the gym. I haven't visited my gym quite as regularly as I usually do, so I was pleased when I had a good work-out and released a portion of the rage I was feeling and was able to re-think the game plan. No, ladies and gentleman, I have not forgotten Operation B Goes Hard or law school, but I will admit that I have derailed from the plan, but I am pleased to announce that after today, I am slowly feeling my way back ;)

On a Mission

I have launched Operation B We Go Hard. Today was the 1st day and it was a success. After the "cleansing," a successful night out, a hot movie date and the awesome-ness that is the New Yankee Stadium, I decided to make some adjustments a la Bridget Jones style. The Operation consists of lowering the beverage intake, total elimination of the slight nicotine addiction, eating a tad bit healthier and gracing the gym with my presence more often. The most crucial element to the Operation-going after the holy grail. I have unearthed the great mystery and am preparing to do battle with the oh so high and mighty admissions offices of some of the most prestigous law schools around. Hear's to an amazing LSAT score ;)

I don't know why I decided to launch the Operation. I didn't hear a song/watch a movie/or have a chance encounter/etc. that made me realize something. I've heard those stories before from a variety of people. I'm kinda jealous that I wasn't inspired to launch the Operation by mysterious forces. Scratch that- I'm not envious of mysterous forces cus I was my own divine inspiration and that's Top Notch ;)

One

My first day as an official "laid-offe" has been faboosh. I slept in, watched Regis & Kelly, Rachel Ray and The View. I just sat in my pjs, in my bed, hanging out- watching all these wonderful informative shows. Who knows how much knowledge I have been denied by dragging myself off to "work" every morning at o'dark thirty! I got motivated at 12, when the news came on. I couldn't bare to watch the news-that's something the employed do! It was part of my old routine and I wanted nothing to do with it.

I went to the gym to think. I exercised the demons and pondered my next move. I asked myself the age old question-what do you want to be when you grow up? The Donald has said plenty of times that one must never commit oneself to something unless one is passionate about it. I'm in the process of reviewing everything I'm passionate about and how to turn that passion into my life's work. What can a procrastinator, with an electric taste in "causes," cultures, clothes and music pursue? Stay tuned ;)