paranoia, paranoia...everybody's coming to get me!

My life in the past week and a half has been so eventful. Eventful only because my paranoia got the better of me. According to my sister, I don't deserve to have the affliction of paranoia...because I'm the type of person who does things very haphazardly. I should be chill if I'm willing to do things in this manner...yet, I get so paranoid and expect perfection as an output, while putting a lot less than perfection as an input (more about this at the end of this entry!). The only person I know who is more paranoid than me is my mom.

Paranoia episode #1

The U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission (SEC) e-mailed me about interviewing me for their summer honors program last week. I already have a gig with the Tax Department at Ernst & Young but I am so interested! I would love to work for the SEC! Government! Securities work! Washington DC! Also, since EY's start and end dates allow me to have a 6-7 week internship right after school, I am greedy for this opportunity. However, who knows whether the SEC would (1) give me the position and (2) allow me to split my summer. That is not the point of the entry though. The point is...out of excitement, I forwarded the e-mail I received from the SEC to a lot of my friends. However, no one got it. I kept e-mailing it again and again (checking with them if it arrived)....and then got very paranoid about this government conspiracy of not letting recipients of government e-mails to forward these e-mails. I'm always ready to perform a full out Google search when I have a question. I discovered that some e-mails can be manipulated to prohibit it from being forwarded. So I panicked! OH NO. THE GOVERNMENT IS NOT LETTING ME FORWARD MY E-MAILS. They are keeping track of my every movement!

The next several days (even today), I kept getting bounced e-mails back...not only did the government e-mail I forwarded to my friends bounce back, but normal emails I sent out that week also were undelivered. Later I discovered with the help of Nick that this was because I had changed the master-password for my u-mich e-mail but hadn't changed it in the Google-server. Bahs. And here I was freaking out that the government was spying and reading all my e-mails. Woes.

Another woe that keeps weighing down my heart is a spelling error in the e-mail I sent to the SEC lawyer. When I discovered that my response e-mail didn't make it to her, out of sheer panic, I quickly used my i-Phone (at the gym) to tell her what was up. I spelled "delivered" as "delievered." I couldn't sleep well because of this error. It stressed me out a lot. It still stresses me out.

Paranoia episode #2

This morning, I got paranoid because of an incident that occurred after I asked my favorite professor, Professor Logue, a question. He answered the question and asked "Mizzzzzz Kim" (using what he calls, his red-neck Southern drawl)if I understood. I quickly said dismissively, "Wait a minute, I'm doing the math!" Because my brain was busy doing basic arithmetic, I unintentionally dismissed my professor crush with a rather chilly voice. I'm sure he didn't take it to <3 but I'm paranoid that he hates me and thinks I'm a rude rude girl. Double woes.
Life-long paranoia

So I "steal" things. Well, not intentionally!!! So when I'm somewhere...and there's something lying around that looks like something I own, I always manage to (챙겨) bring it back with me. Pencils, pencil cases, little stuffed animals, hole-punchers. I'm so good at keeping track of stuff that looks like my stuff! But...when I come home, I discover later...that I possess two identical things. I see two stuffed animals...two blue hole-punchers...and I realize then that what I brought back belonged to someone else! After all, the Industrial Revolution took place and things are mass produced nowadays. My things are not so unique as to eliminate the possibility that someone else owns the same exact thing. This habit has calmed down a bit but recently I discovered that I owned two blue hole-punchers. How did that happen? Whose property did I steal? What is the penalty for unintentional theft? Woes.

Silly silly (incompetent) me.

So, after getting so much chocolate from Liz, Sally and I decided to get her ice-cream from Jeni's that Tina enjoyed so much. Today, I received an e-mail addressed to my e-mail account but something was totally off. They referred to me as Elizabeth Cha.



"[Elizabeth][t]hank you again for your order from Jeni's Splendid Ice Creams!"

When I clicked on the link to check the status of the order...it was on its way to Ann Arbor.



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I had put Liz's address as the billing address and my own address as the shipping address.


Triple, quadruple woes.

I am utterly unimpressed with myself. I will get four pints of ice-cream I ordered for Liz tomorrow.