BitchPudding wrote:I'm not sure if I want to continue my IT class any further. We have a mock interview coming up with Chevron executives. Ive never had an interview before for a job ever, I have nothing prepared and everytime I come up with something my mind goes blank. That on top of my crippling anxiety and depression, I feel like not only is it easier to quit now, its also healthier. Which would really suck because beyond this, I have zero opportunities for anything, as opposed to all of my other siblings who are doing well in school and are prepping for universities. Without this class, I'll do absolutely nothing with my life, and I honestly won't have a reason to keep trying any longer. Hows that for being born under a bad sign?
Interviews are hard for everybody, but like most things, they become easier with practice. You will probably bomb the first few as you become comfortable talking about yourself and relating your experiences to the job requirements, but that's normal. Just prep as best you can and try to relax: it's just a mock interview. It's better to bomb the mock interview at school so you can become comfortable with the process, than to ditch it and bomb one for a job that you actually care about.
kbithecrowing wrote:I cut up some cloves of garlic about a week ago and I can still smell it on my left index finger. Like, I wash my hands multiple times a day and I just cut my finger nails...
WHAT IS THIS?
You got a girlfriend that needs to shower more?
Also, glad I don't have this problem with all the shit I get on my hands at work. Methytrymethoxysilane is pretty sticky...and it smells like whiskey, but like how whiskey smells when you're horrendously hung over. So, like...nauseating.
best back the fuck up 'fore you get slapped the fuck up. I'LL STOMP YOUR ASS INTO THE ELEPHANT GRAVEYARD, BOY I'LL GIVE YOU A WHIPPIN SO HARD THE LAST MEMORY THAT FLASHES BEFORE YOUR EYES WILL BE HOW YOU GOT HALF A BONER WHEN ADULT NALA PINNED SIMBA AFTER THEY WENT A-TUMBLIN' THROUGH THE FOREST
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Louy7zH9guw
sonidero wrote:Roll a plus 13 for fire and with my immunity to wack I dodge the cough and pass a turn to chill and look at these rocks...
kbithecrowing wrote:Making out with my girl friday night, I couldn't stop thinking about flangers.
best back the fuck up 'fore you get slapped the fuck up. I'LL STOMP YOUR ASS INTO THE ELEPHANT GRAVEYARD, BOY I'LL GIVE YOU A WHIPPIN SO HARD THE LAST MEMORY THAT FLASHES BEFORE YOUR EYES WILL BE HOW YOU GOT HALF A BONER WHEN ADULT NALA PINNED SIMBA AFTER THEY WENT A-TUMBLIN' THROUGH THE FOREST
OH MY GOD HOW DID YOU KNOW FUCK GET OUT OF MY HEAD
I'm terrified of my grad program right now. They just introduced us to the first year's professors and had them give schpeals on what they're going to cover. Half of it hit me like a horror story from my childhood: stuff I've heard of, but was always too afraid to seek out. Now we're supposed to go mingle with everyone and I want to curl-up and hide.
wfs1234 wrote:I'm terrified of my grad program right now. They just introduced us to the first year's professors and had them give schpeals on what they're going to cover. Half of it hit me like a horror story from my childhood: stuff I've heard of, but was always too afraid to seek out. Now we're supposed to go mingle with everyone and I want to curl-up and hide.
Pfffft, they just want to scare you. Go mingle the fuck out of that shit. Then raep them classes.
Did any of the professors pull the "look to your left. look to your right..." spiel? Or anything equivalent?
BOOM-SHAKALAKALAKA-BOOM-SHAKALAKUNGA
Behndy wrote:i don't like people with "talent" and "skills" that don't feel the need to cover their inadequacies under good time happy sounds.
Nope, but there is a VERY high dropout/fail rate from what EVERYONE has told us. The advice I've gotten is to strike a balance between school/personal time, don't lose focus on why you're there, and if you treat it like a 9-5 job you should be okay. Also they had free beer so that was nice.
wfs1234 wrote:I'm terrified of my grad program right now. They just introduced us to the first year's professors and had them give schpeals on what they're going to cover. Half of it hit me like a horror story from my childhood: stuff I've heard of, but was always too afraid to seek out. Now we're supposed to go mingle with everyone and I want to curl-up and hide.
But treating it like a job is good advice. Now go mingle. You have to mingle in real life, so just consider part of the job description. "Have you read Moby Dick?" "Yeah, it's gay as hell."
Tom Dalton wrote:You're a dumbass for making this thread to begin with.
magiclawnchair wrote:fuck that bitter old man
smile_man wrote:
ifeellikeatourist wrote:
Pedals aren't everything, yada, yada, yeah I know.
fuck you.
McSpunckle wrote:I ctrl+f'd mountain goats and decided we aren't friends anymore.
Why would you pretend to have read Fifty Shades of Grey?
And I've never read it, but I'm a great bullshitter and from my understanding I don't think I could pull off pretending I've read Ulysses.
But seriously, I've been reading kafkas short stories and every time I finish one its like brain go kaboom. This story was mostly about someone walking through various city blocks, but I'm still confused on a deeply existential level.
Seriously, chapter two of Depiction of a Struggle is like wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut.
BOOM-SHAKALAKALAKA-BOOM-SHAKALAKUNGA
Behndy wrote:i don't like people with "talent" and "skills" that don't feel the need to cover their inadequacies under good time happy sounds.
