So I have some big ol' news. I have a job! As in regular employment! It turns out, the place that didn't advertise online, didn't have any signs up, and I went into randomly for an application hired me in the end! Who is the mystery company...well, it's in the mall...and I'll now be able to feed my fetish for smelling like Warm Vanilla Sugar. Bath & Body Works! I've worked two days since being hired and I really enjoy it. Plus, when the June Sale starts June 2, I get to wear jeans to work. How amazing is that...and how amazing is it that I have a job? It isn't to my credit at all...God obviously brought me in there...and...the girl that hired me went to Master's. That has me shaking my head in wonder...how do these things happen??
In other news, my telephone advising appointment for Master's is coming up next week...I'm pretty thrilled, to say the least. It'll be great setting those awesome classes in stone for the fall semester. So far I have New Testament Survey, Music & Art for Musicians, Critical Thinking and Problem Solving, Intro to Philosophy, and Biblical Fundamentals. I'm on a waitlist for OT Survey and I have yet to figure out which instrument I will be taking lessons for- flute or oboe? Yeah, no clue.
I have a bunch o' time to write right now, but my brain just died. More later.
May 31, 2008
May 22, 2008
A Random Rant About Nothing In Particular
So it’s really nice that Aunt Betty got me a pretty journal to write in, but typing here is so much more convenient for long rants...
Last night I went to 7-11 with Steff. She is a great person- I love her individuality and laid-back personality (her hair is crazy- I love it!). We both didn’t really want anything to eat, so we grabbed two Arizona Green Teas. While we were grabbing our drinks, some guys came in from Righetti. I noticed right away one guy in particular I had thought was really cute throughout the semester but knew would never even look at me. (He didn’t.) These guys all knew Steff but that “one guy” looked right at me and said, “Hey.” I turned around quickly. Jerk. I heard his friends nudge him and say, “Ooh…burn!” and I smiled happily as Steff and I went to the counter to pay. The guys hollered their goodbyes to us as we pushed the door open, stepping out into the cool coastal night. As we laughed and headed towards Steff’s car, I wondered: why did he notice me now? Was it because I had my newer clothes on? My knit cap with the flower on the side? My bag slung messenger-style over my shoulder? My hair with the little piece of blonde showing in my ponytail? What? I just didn’t understand. All these things were new, but I was still me… Then I thought about it: at Righetti, I couldn’t care less what I wore. I couldn’t care less about Righetti in general. My eyebrows were thinner, my hair almost always thrown into a not-quite-trendy version of the sloppy bun. Is it that all those things, when corrected together, make a much more appealing version of myself? Better eyebrows, cuter outfit, new hairstyle? Shallow, but probably true. The thing is, people do judge a book by its cover whether they admit it or not. As JD would’ve said, it’s “discernment.” Golly…it’s going to be an interesting life if that’s the case. I mean, I might have a cute boyfriend if wore cuter outfits. I could think of cute outfits all the day long if I had the clothes to put them together with. And if I had the money to buy the clothes…and if I had the job to earn the money…the Circle of Life, eh? (Note: the last few lines said with dripping sarcasm.)
Changing the subject slightly, I feel like Nancy Drew after solving a great mystery. I’ve discovered who’s been sending me slightly amorous Honesty Box messages…and I’m not telling. But if you’re reading this, Mr. Honesty Box Man…I’m on to you!
Last night I went to 7-11 with Steff. She is a great person- I love her individuality and laid-back personality (her hair is crazy- I love it!). We both didn’t really want anything to eat, so we grabbed two Arizona Green Teas. While we were grabbing our drinks, some guys came in from Righetti. I noticed right away one guy in particular I had thought was really cute throughout the semester but knew would never even look at me. (He didn’t.) These guys all knew Steff but that “one guy” looked right at me and said, “Hey.” I turned around quickly. Jerk. I heard his friends nudge him and say, “Ooh…burn!” and I smiled happily as Steff and I went to the counter to pay. The guys hollered their goodbyes to us as we pushed the door open, stepping out into the cool coastal night. As we laughed and headed towards Steff’s car, I wondered: why did he notice me now? Was it because I had my newer clothes on? My knit cap with the flower on the side? My bag slung messenger-style over my shoulder? My hair with the little piece of blonde showing in my ponytail? What? I just didn’t understand. All these things were new, but I was still me… Then I thought about it: at Righetti, I couldn’t care less what I wore. I couldn’t care less about Righetti in general. My eyebrows were thinner, my hair almost always thrown into a not-quite-trendy version of the sloppy bun. Is it that all those things, when corrected together, make a much more appealing version of myself? Better eyebrows, cuter outfit, new hairstyle? Shallow, but probably true. The thing is, people do judge a book by its cover whether they admit it or not. As JD would’ve said, it’s “discernment.” Golly…it’s going to be an interesting life if that’s the case. I mean, I might have a cute boyfriend if wore cuter outfits. I could think of cute outfits all the day long if I had the clothes to put them together with. And if I had the money to buy the clothes…and if I had the job to earn the money…the Circle of Life, eh? (Note: the last few lines said with dripping sarcasm.)
Changing the subject slightly, I feel like Nancy Drew after solving a great mystery. I’ve discovered who’s been sending me slightly amorous Honesty Box messages…and I’m not telling. But if you’re reading this, Mr. Honesty Box Man…I’m on to you!
May 19, 2008
Completely Illogical= Totally Me
I'm back from Tennessee, I'm looking for jobs...and BAM. I get sick. Why this is, I do not know. My voice is almost completely gone and I really want to go out with Mrs. Giorgi today. Ha, we'll see how that goes. When my voice goes up slightly, my voice squeaks. I can't yell! This sucks. I suggest if you have any riffs with me, now would be the time to get 'em out. I can't defend myself!
Yesterday was Hannah's going away party...there were lots of people there that I haven't seen in a long time. Amanda, Carl, the very first guy I ever danced with at a Civil War dance who left me mid-dance because he didn't understand the steps...(Oh yeah...that was embarrassing.) It was nice to see them...didn't really talk to them, though. I always feel slightly awkward at these parties, especially now. I never really fit in with the groups within the youth/college group. I'm really disconnected...and that's due in part to the fact that a once-trusted friend told one-person-who-told-all-his-friends that I said some hurtful things about him and a person that means a lot to him. I don't even want to defend myself- it isn't worth the effort...because if you think that I said something (and heard it from one of your close friends), I'm not going to convince you otherwise. Situations like these make it easier to understand Jesus when He was on trial with all kinds of totally false accusations...and He never said a word in His own defense. With me, it's not that I'm blameless- it's the fact that no one came and even asked me if what they heard was true.
To be continued, Mrs. Giorgi is coming!
Yesterday was Hannah's going away party...there were lots of people there that I haven't seen in a long time. Amanda, Carl, the very first guy I ever danced with at a Civil War dance who left me mid-dance because he didn't understand the steps...(Oh yeah...that was embarrassing.) It was nice to see them...didn't really talk to them, though. I always feel slightly awkward at these parties, especially now. I never really fit in with the groups within the youth/college group. I'm really disconnected...and that's due in part to the fact that a once-trusted friend told one-person-who-told-all-his-friends that I said some hurtful things about him and a person that means a lot to him. I don't even want to defend myself- it isn't worth the effort...because if you think that I said something (and heard it from one of your close friends), I'm not going to convince you otherwise. Situations like these make it easier to understand Jesus when He was on trial with all kinds of totally false accusations...and He never said a word in His own defense. With me, it's not that I'm blameless- it's the fact that no one came and even asked me if what they heard was true.
To be continued, Mrs. Giorgi is coming!
May 7, 2008
Life Doesn't Leave Much Time for Blogging...
Wow. I've been home for a while and haven't written yet. You see, between job searching, college planning, stalker avoiding, and friends, I just haven't had enough time to visit my old friend the blog. Now I've been in Tennessee and I'm just now finding enough free time to write.
To begin with, my problem child is home. Emily! She doesn't mind that I'm writing because she knows it's true. To be truthful, it's been a rocky road since seeing her again and it's probably been around a month since she's been back in S.M. I'm here for her, always, but I can't be as involved as I was before. I felt like a parent- like I was building her up and encouraging her and she still messed up. Like she only would call me when she was in a jam. This time I'm here for her but from a much more detached point of view. I don't feel like it should be that way...but I just can't help it.
Next, college. I'll hopefully be at Master's in the fall. Financially I have some knots to untangle, but it's nothing too crazy. I'm excited for the dorm rivalry (Hotchkiss forever...!) and can't wait to jump in to studies.
I miss Germany! I really did love it there. But since going my appetite for travel has increased a lot. Hopefully I'll get to travel again soon...Australia is next!!!
That's about it for now! Time to get ready for American Idol. :)
To begin with, my problem child is home. Emily! She doesn't mind that I'm writing because she knows it's true. To be truthful, it's been a rocky road since seeing her again and it's probably been around a month since she's been back in S.M. I'm here for her, always, but I can't be as involved as I was before. I felt like a parent- like I was building her up and encouraging her and she still messed up. Like she only would call me when she was in a jam. This time I'm here for her but from a much more detached point of view. I don't feel like it should be that way...but I just can't help it.
Next, college. I'll hopefully be at Master's in the fall. Financially I have some knots to untangle, but it's nothing too crazy. I'm excited for the dorm rivalry (Hotchkiss forever...!) and can't wait to jump in to studies.
I miss Germany! I really did love it there. But since going my appetite for travel has increased a lot. Hopefully I'll get to travel again soon...Australia is next!!!
That's about it for now! Time to get ready for American Idol. :)
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