Back to Haunt Me

Contrary to what my social life says about me now, it is true that once upon a time I spent a great deal of time going out with friends and young maidens. While in high school, right when I was strolling out the front door, my mum would always tell me, "Mind your Ps and Qs." I ended-up looking up what it meant several years ago, and it actually did have something to do with minding your manners and being conscious of what your actions are. As of late, these Ps and Qs have returned back from years past and have embedded themselves in my educational life. In micro and macroeconmics, while studying how markets and consumers react, we always have to make a graph with P resembling price and Q resembling quantity. In statistics, P represents the number of a sample that are positive to the survey and Q represents the number who are negative. Really, who would have thought that Mum Hall was prepping me all these years for these classes?

This week was laden with several-a-midterm that completely had the library sucking the life out of me every day. Although it didn't stop me from waking up each morning at 5 AM (I'm into that kind of thing now), it did take a toll on my visionary skill to read, but only a bit (I've got one last big one this Wednesday with macroeconomics). Although such a life sucked into the black hole of the library, I did find a bit of time for a few social things.

During the week, one evening, the business networking club I'm part of brought in a solid load of VPs, executives, and top guns to give us advice and allow us to ask a few questions. Naturally, it was formal dress. While shaking hands with a couple of them before the meeting officially began as we were just standing around, I was asked by one of them if I happened to be a visiting executive as well. My future shines bright!

I had a couple RA interviews this week. One where I got to talk about my life and opinions for a good 35 minutes straight; poor interviewers, I wouldn't stop rambling. Another interview consisted of a load of applicants working together so they could see how we led or submitted ourselves to our peers. Most of the people applying are current Freshman, and I couldn't help but feel like the weird old guy in the room that looks way too out of place. That took a whole 3 hours, but they gave us snacks so it was okay in the end.

There was also a hoedown for a ward dance. I showed up for a solid 10-15 minutes. That morning I pumped myself up by listening to this and this, but nothing was being played but country music I took-off. I understand it was in a barn and so there was an expectation of country music, but you could feel in the air how some people just really wanted to let loose.

On one last note, I cashed in a bet I won several months ago and was treated to sushi. For those who have not, you need to educate yourself and elevate your standard of living. It really could be the greatest thing- ever!