How Bad Do I Want It?

Freedom! It's intriguing to me that without a social networking application- Facebook, I decide to start blogging again. It is a nice alternative to being in everyone's business, and somewhat reminds me of the solitude and stalwart loneliness that Hemingway and Chris McCandless from Into the Wild felt. (Sidenote-Emile Hirsch is my hero after a combination of that movie and Lords of Dogtown) After what, 48 hours of no Facebook? Yeah I guess I am that lame. My 700 'friends' and all the pictures mean absolutely nothing in real-world applications, soooo why did I focus so hard on it for years? Like I said... Freedom. I don't think adults realize how psychologically attached kids today (yeah, I'm a kid still; ask my ex) are on social networking devices. With my addictive personality, I would check on people I never liked in real life, everyday; it's tough to admit the level of creepiness I was on. I would go with heavy-breathing four-eyed freak from Hey Arnold-level weird.

The ungodly amount of time that I spent on Facebook is nice to have back too. I'm so obsessive that sometimes I'd click on the website, see if anyone updated, then get back off. Only to repeat ten minutes later. Scary right? This is the reason I haven't joined Twitter, played World of Warcraft, or tried crack. Also, drugs are bad. Having time for myself is nice, especially after I've been working hard at something for the second or third time in my life. In the last couple months I've been on the Siemens training path for design engineer, and they've sent me to three different courses outside of my humid, poor city of Pensacola. New Orleans, San Antonio, and now Houston; they all have been progressively getting tougher. Well, I take that back. New Orleans taught me how to put together submittals, which is about as tough as making airplanes. San Antonio taught me the basics of mechanical physics and electrical configurations (as provided by Siemens); Houston, so far has taught me EVERYTHING ELSE. It's a two-week course and cannot be any more compact and useful. We've gone over everything from AutoCAD to wiring diagrams, variable frequency drive selection to reading a blueprint. After spending six months as an electrical installer this should come easy- I was TOLD. I'd have to disagree. Turning a screwdriver and cutting drywall while bleeding and carrying 80 lbs of tools is not the same as sitting behind a computer eight hours a day. It didn't teach me to read diagrams or understand voltage either. (I shocked myself by shocking myself so many times.) I hope that this doesn't sound like complaining though, as I'm overly ecstatic about my job and wouldn't trade it in for anything. I'm learning a trade I've never thought about, making good money and perhaps even growing a set of balls in the process. The most manly of manly men I've ever met work in my office, they're like gorillas with man-brains. Big, burly dudes that are all competitive and let me know on a daily basis that I'm the bitch at my branch. That's okay with me for now, as I'm one of the youngest and still am learning a lot. I mostly keep my mouth shut and ears open.
The things I overhear from conversations between them are captivating though. I love books, video games, and computers. I'm a nerd. I don't think any of the guys at my branch really can relate. The common source of male bonding at work is discussions on motorcycle building, Jeep modifications, and the ever-present complaints about abbreviated software programs. CSAL, SAP, ANSI ratings, ASHRAE, CAT updates, job numbers and other things that basically serve no purpose minus confusing newbies. I've literally just grunted to fit in on several occasions. What's worse, that I did it, or that they grunted back in agreement?

(This part is something new that I'm going to start doing... given that I actually stay up-to-date with my blog...)
Song/Artist That Captivated Me Today- Brothers on a Hotel Bed/ Death Cab For Cutie
One Thing I Learned Today- I'm the worst in my class at engineering.