Went to the bank today with my dad to finally unlink my savings and checking accounts from theirs. The banker guy that we worked with, Don V. Orozco (got his business card) was a short, portly Filipino guy. Had the accent and all. He asked a lot of questions. He laughed a lot. Every time I answered a question he would laugh. I guess it was supposed to put people at ease but being the cynical and, I wouldn't say pessimistic but I see the worst in situations and people, I just thought he was so full of crap. He seemed like a nice guy though. Really weird though was that all the bankers around knew my dad by name. I guess we've been going to this branch of Wells Fargo for around 7 years so they should know. And my dad seemed to know everyone too. He talked to him about the people that left and new people. Connections.
So I ended up sitting there for around an hour while they did all the transactions stuff. Signed my name 4 times. Get a card in 2 weeks or so. I guess I'm supposed to feel more responsible, older, better, etc. but I don't really. A debit card is pretty much another, easier oppurtunity to spend money. I really need to learn how to save. And I really need to get a job.
I like/hate how my blogs are usually in the order that I recall the things that happened instead of chronological.
Went to pick up my diploma early today. A recent occurence has been that my internal clock has been waking me up exactly on time. I haven't set my alarm since the end of school but I always wake up on time for whatever is occuring. Grad I woke up early after sleeping at 3am. Other people's grad was the same. I would wake up at 10 when the grad starts at 11. Today I woke up at 9am right on the dot after sleeping at 4am. I didn't want to drive to school so I tried to get other people to. Lazy me. Originally Yvonne was supposed to take me but she was asleep until like 10. Janet said she could take me instead but Yvonne woke up and called me right when Janet signed off and I had to call to cancel. Fun fun. My diploma sucks. No Magna Cum Laude. I thought I got that. My GPA was above 3.5 for sure...I think.
Stop here if you'd like. The rest is reflective gibberish that I just need out of my head. It probably won't make sense and I hope it doesn't.
I'm realizing this is a pretty long blog so (is there a reason to?) I'll end it on a sad note. I hate it when things you plan on doing just don't happen. Personally it's usually due to my lack of action or my fear of failure. I realize now that I used to get "depressed" over these things. Not the cut myself boo whoo wear all black and hate the world. But there was this period of time where I would wallow in self pity and just sit there and think of how pathetic I could be. That was really stupid. Thank you hindsight.
There has to be a reaction when bad things occur, but it should be a positive reaction. Obviously there are ups and downs to this life (yay for cliche phrases!). Is looking back 20 seconds ago considered hindsight? Well if it is, hindsight says wow, this is all common sense. People have written books on this the last 200 years, and probably 95% of them have become best-sellers. But seriously do you really need a book that tells you something as simple as this?
Darn you non-chronological mind. I just remembered that at the bank while Don (the banker guy, not Don Vuong) was getting some paperwork my dad talked about getting me a car. I was totally satisfied with a used car, even a late 90s piece of gas efficient crap with no airbags. I guess I kinda grew up and realized that I need to stop being such a selfish person. Hehe never. But my dad was talking about APR financing and blah blah blah and he said that he'd rather spend double the price of a used car to get a new car with 5 years/0.0% APR financing blah blah blah and I was like HELL YEAH! I guess I might be getting a brand new car. But he said "family" somewhere in there so I guess I would be stuck with the old SUV. Oh well I'm satisfied.
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