Diana.nu

You know, I haven’t sat down to talk about my life in a while. What’s it been, a whole week?

So, it’s been calm. Today, I went to school. I think I’ve decided to drop two classes. Two out of three, to put that in perspective. The reasons are three.

1. I need a job, and I cannot find one with all the class time, commute time, and homework time combined. It leaves me like 10 hours of chill time a week.
2. They’re worthless classes. In math class, I’m learning about the hundredths place and computer class, Microsoft Word. Instead of taking classes that are way too easy for me, I can talk to the counselor next semester and find classes good for me.
3. I’m probably going to fail at least one of those easy classes because I hate doing easy homework. I haven’t even paid for all the stuff I need for computer class, and the thought of spending $70 more on a class I hate is infuriating me and making me bitter and yeah! I can’t pass a class like that, and I can’t afford to fail classes. My poor GPA and bank account, guys.

That was today. Yesterday, I went to meet with a web design/development client in Santa Monica. It took me four hours, and I got lost in Little Tokyo on the way back. It was a scary experience.

Santa Monica was ridiculous. Everyone walking around looked like a superstar, and I saw like, I don’t know, three vegan places. And I’m guessing/hoping every place had at least one vegan option.

Also, it was Monday at around noon, so, I don’t know what everyone was doing walking around. Like, it was a magical place where no one had a job. And the beach was about a block away. I know. Magical.

I’ve been trying to integrate my ~real life~ and web life lately, just because I don’t care. What could it hurt? At best, my life will be all-over relevant. I used to be scared of blending the two because I thought someone would make fun of me, but like, people used to make fun of my curly hair. There’s something wrong with makers-fun-of, honestly. They’ll just need to get over me and my website and curly hair.

I can’t remember what happened before yesterday. Thumbs up!

Well, we could talk about the new dishwasher my family got. I haven’t seen it in action yet, but I feel like I’m going to be saying, “I just don’t know how I lived before this” a week from now.

We could also talk about my best friend moving to Texas. He’s doing good, though, and I’m visiting soon, so thumbs up!

Oh, and jobs. We could talk about jobs. I went to see about a census job a couple of days ago, and they had me sit down and take a 28-question test. It was actually fun. It was supposed to determine how good I am with numbers and organization and things like that. Tricky questions are the best. I got only one wrong.

This essay I’m writing could be another topic. Not much to say about it though, since it’s a paragraph long. Sad face. Sad, procrastinating, uninspired face.

I think that’s about it—HOLD IT, SON. We could also talk about this new layout here! I used the same HTML, basically, but check out what CSS can do for you~ Yes, you~

So, that’s what we could talk about if I were the topic of conversation. A dishwasher, a friend, a job, an essay, and a layout. Life is good.

I didn’t get the job.

Last night, the woman called me, and said I have more growth in other industries or something. Making me so angry.

There was nothing relevant to put in my resume, so I put web development stuff and made it relate (bad idea). But I told her that I don’t want to do web development anymore. It’s dead. It’s over. Bye.

But she shooed me away because I happen to have experience in something I don’t want to do anymore.

Everyone I know is telling me the same thing, too. Diana, you can do it. Diana, it’s the future. I think it might be impressive that I know HTML and CSS and PHP, but only to people who don’t know them.

It takes more than that to get a job, friends. I don’t know a lot of JavaScript to be a front-end developer, and I don’t know OOP to be a back-end developer, and I don’t have the creativity to design as a job.

And no more learning, please. I’m tired already, and I imagine I’d only get more tired trying to keep up in the industry. No más. I just want an office job where I can use general skills and not be stressed out.

So, I guess I give up. I’m going for front-end developer jobs, making it clear what I can or can’t do. Sigh, you know?