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I have finally finished revising my short story for Creative Writing class.  The thing damn near killed me, but I’m done.  I got extremely tired of looking at it and jus e-mailed it to my teacher stating as such.  One project down and three more to go.  I have an campaign presentation due tonight.  I’ve never presented to a client before so this should be fun.  Although I hate advertising, I love it when it’s all done and you can get graded and move on with your life.  That’s my plan, to move on with my life and not think about advertising for at least a month…at least not think about me getting a job in it.  My next project is for sign language class.  Me and my group signing “Winter Wonderland” tomorrow night.  That should be fun.  I also have a graphic design project due tomorrow.  It’s all about book covers.  I hate designing anything.  I lack the patience to get it all together.  I’m great at sketching out everything, but designing will be the death of me.  Although, you are pretty much left alone much of the time which is something I find incredibly awesome.

I am happy to finally say that I graduate this year…Hell, this month on December 13, 2008 at 9am in Coleman Coliseum.  Woot!  I’m so happy to finally be done with school.  I honestly never thought this day would come.  I still plan on sitting around the house watching television and doing nothing, occasionally going to work when the need arises.  Yeah, I got that kind of job.  No, I’m just kidding.  I just work on the weekends and when the need me.  Something tells me, they’ll need me a lot know that they know I don’t have any jobs lines up and I’ve graduated.  I quit this job last year around Thanksgiving, but this time I actually made it to December.  Wonder how far I’ll go before they get on my last nerves.

I am so rambling in this blog.  I should probably find something to focus on and go from there.  As of right now, I don’t care.  When I’m bored at home, I’ll find something of a theme to go by and go from there.  Right now, I’m uber tired because I still have sleeping pills in my system and I drank some hot cocoa this morning.  No offense, but Starbucks has the suckiest hot cocoa EVER.  It tastes like shit…powdered shit.  It’s not sweet, which is perfectly fine with me, but it tastes like I’m drinking dirt.  And they don’t have sugar free hot cocoa or sugar free white chocolate.  WTF!  Yeah, I’m a 23 year old and I should jump at the opportunity to get chocolate of any kind but I can’t stand too sweet drinks.  They make me terribly sleepy and that’s just not good.  Joe Muggs has sugar free, why can’t Starbucks.  I bet you’re thinking, “Well, why not go to Joe Muggs and stop complaining.”  Well, cyber reader, that place is off campus and near my home.  If I drive that way I wouldn’t come back to campus and cause me to miss a lot of classes and a lot of work.  Starbucks is in the student center and it’s closer…well, it’s everywhere but I rest my case.

I have to go now.  It’s almost time to get off work and I’m super sleepy.

Here’s a funny Simpsons quote:

Lionel Hutz: This is the greatest case of false advertising I’ve seen since I sued the movie “The Never Ending Story.”

Walking in a Winter Wonderland

Thanksgiving was pretty weird.  Well, all holidays are weird for my family but this one was a little bit weirder.  It was weird because me and my sister spent the night before Thanksgiving trying to bake mac and cheese.  We had no clue what we were doing and on top of that we kept trying to light a gas stove with wet newspaper.  I bet you’re thinking, “Why didn’t you find dry paper?”  Look, I didn’t even know it was wet until I took it from my sister because she was taking a long time to light a stove.  I even commented on it being wet…and then proceeded to light the stove with wet newspaper.  It worked which was cool.  We also kept my mom up, who’s in the hospital, until about midnight trying to figure out what goes in what at what stage and so on and so forth.  All in all, it turned out okay.  I guess.  My sister made potato salad and I swear it made me ill, but whatever.

I never think to update this thing until I’m at work.  This time I am not bored because I have a ton of work to do, including school and people to help.  College students are idiots when it comes to finding the simplest thing for themselves, but I guess I should include myself in that equation.  I am a college student, for another two weeks and I have been known to go stupid when I didn’t feel like trying.  It’s all part of being the ultimate college student.  Graduating in five years, cramming for exams, going to classes in your pjs, the walk of shame…I could go on but I’m too lazy to continue.

I’ve decided to give “The Shack” by W. Young another week before I decided to return it back to the library.  I just can’t pull myself into reading that book.  I don’t know why.  I’m reading two other books along with that one.  Home School by C. Webb and The Solitaire Mystery by J.Gaarder.  I love J. Gaarder.  I’ve only read one other book by him, Sophie’s Choice.  It was amazing.  The way it told the birth of philosophy up to the present.  It also was the inspiration for my tattoo, memento mori…well, that and jumping out of an airplane.

Oh yeah, my reason for posting.  I’ve decided to do a book challenge.  I plan on reading 100 books by the end of next year.  I know I’ll probably do more, what with this new found freedom of mine, but I’m going to limit it at 100.  One year, I kept track of all the books I read and I think I reached 150.  Yeah, I read like it’s going out of style tomorrow.

I’ve traveled the world once over

Met the famous; saints and sinners,

Poets and artists, kings and queens,

Old stars and hopeful beginners,

I’ve been where no-one’s been before,

Learned secrets from writers and cooks,

All with one library ticket

To the wonderful world of books.

-Anonymous

p.s. I’m learning to sign (NOT SING) “Walking in a Winter Wonderland.”  I have to perform it, along with two others in front of my class Thursday night.  Wish me luck!

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious…or whatever!

Last night, my hair dryer blew up which let me know that I should have gotten rid of the thing three years ago.  I’ve had it since middle school and I’ve been meaning to upgrade but I figured I would wait for whatever, so when it blew up last night my waiting is now over and I must buy a new one.  Yaay!

On Twitter, I have decided to participate in Secret Santa.  I haven’t done Secret Santa since middle school and I think it will be fun.  Always good to make new friends and what not.

I didn’t get the job I applied to.  Although they loved my resume and cover letter (thanks Mary), that are not having a spring intern position.  Bummer

My mom’s surgery didn’t go as well as we thought it would.  She is basically stuck in the hospital for possibly another three months.  Her intestines are healing slower than normal, but they are healing so that is always good.  I hope the guy who shot her burns in hell.  He desrves a fate worse than death for what he has done to my mom, me, and my family.  It’s tough as nails trying to go to school, work two jobs, and give the ok for doctor’s to do surgery on your mom when they tell you that it might kill her but we have to do it anyway.  Wtf am I supposed to do, say “No, I think we want to take a holistic approach this time.”  No, I say “Hell yeah, why are you even calling me?  I can’t say no and I doubt I would.”  This has been the worst semester of my life, but hopefully everything will get a little better.  I’m not really superstitious but I broke a mirror seven years ago and it’s time for those seven years to be up….OH SHIT, they should be up today.  This is the day before Thanksgiving right?  I think it is.  I’m mildly happy.  If things don’t turn around however, I will become a walking campaign for depression.

Saturday we went to the Cheese for my niece’s birthday.  Well, that was a hoot.  I hate the Cheese.  It was super crowded and I ended up cleaning a table off for us which was annoying because we asked someone to help us and she said she would.  Five minutes later, we saw her walking back by us clearly not giving a damn.  I’m never going there again.  Next birthday, we are going to the zoo or some other place.

I’ve decided to hold off reading The Shack because I can’t get into that book for the life of me.  I’m not a religious person, but I know that’s not the reason I don’t get it.  I’ve read C.S. Lewis.  I guess I just need to slow down before I read that book.  I’ve decided to read what some are calling the long-awaited sequel to The Graduate.  Home School by Charles Webb fast forwards to Ben and Elaine attempting to home school their two sons.  They have encountered the disapproving wrath of the school board and concerned parents who feel that home schooling does not prepare children for the “real world.”  It’s kind of stupid because I thought as long as you got approved and submitted everything ahead of time to the proper authorities then it was okay to home school.  I’ve met a few home schooled kids, sure they are a little loopy but what kid isn’t crazy?  But I will say this, if you home school do it at an early age, not while the kid is in middle school because they’ll probably hate you?  Back to the book…Elaine’s mother is estranged from the family.  They have some sort of restraining order on her.  That’s all I have so far.  I’ve just picked up the book and when I finish it, I will be able to give a more accurate summary of the book.

Meh, I’m tired and it’s cold at work.  Woot, two more hours and it’s time to go home.  Happy Thanksgiving or whatever!

“Everything changes, nothing perishes” Ovid

Sing the last thing on your mind…

Once again, I am at work and it’s cold.  It’s freezing in the southern states and some places still have the ac running full blast.  What is up with that?  Okay, it’s not freezing but it’s freaking cold outside and it’s annoying to go into a room with the ac on blast.  I can’t feel my fingers…and I’m also hungry.

I applied to my first “real” job today.  Kudos to me.  It’s a paid internship.  I’m hoping I get it because I really need a job.  Although, I’m really beginning to question what lead me to attend college in the first place.  I honestly have NO answer to this question and it’s starting to annoy the hell out of me.  Why am I here?  I have no idea, I wish I did but I sadly enough, I don’t.  College is a roller coaster ride that starts at the top and eventually hits the bottom because it’s time to move on from the college life and live in the real world.  But what’s really creepy is those people who can’t leave it behind.  There comes a time in every young person’s life when they have to wake up one day and say, “Hey, today is the day I’m going to be a grown up.”  Sure partying here and there is fine, but you can’t go to the extreme anymore like you did in college.  You’ll probably kill yourself or fail miserably at life.

I’m jumping around in a tangent because I can’t keep to one thing for too long.  I think my car is dying.  The passengar tire is going flat, but that’s not all that’s wrong with it.  Right now, I have no cash to pay to fix it and on top of that I need to get the starter replaced soon.  I was hoping either doing Thanksgiving break or during finals week because I have only one final and it’s on a Thursday or Friday.  I should probably check that sometime next week to be absolutely sure.  My life is just unraveling at the seams and I can’t grab the threads quick enough to stop it.  Today a guy sitting outside his apartment asked me if I was alright, I lied and said “sure.”  I’m not and I doubt I ever will be “alright.”

I finished read the Oil! by Upton Sinclair this morning and I must say that I loved it.  The book is way better than the movie, There Will be Blood.  The movie was creepy and gave me nightmares, but I got over them.  The book made me feel as if I lived during that time.  Although, I didn’t sympathize with any of the characters.  I think Bunny is fucking stupid and soft, and his dad was doing good until old age kicked in and he became just as soft as Bunny.  I think both had a lot to learn from each, but they never took the time to really see what the other had to say which is sad but that’s how life is.  My next book is The Shack by William Young.  I can already see this book is going to take me awhile to read.  I’m not a religious person, but seeing as how I work at a bookstore, a lot of customers are always recommending books for me to read and vice versa.  I promised this lady I’d read it…just to see what all the hype is about mind you.  I plan on doing the same thing with the S. Meyer books.  Everyone talks about those, from coworkers to the nurse who change the dressings on my mom’s stomach.  I’ll read those in good time, right now there are other books I’d rather sink myself into.

I have a tattoo on the my right wrist, memento mori.  I found this cool quote and thought I’d share it.

“Never forget that you must die; that death will come sooner than you expect…. God has written the letters of death upon your hands.  In the inside of your hands you will see the letters M.M.  It means ‘Memento Mori’ – remember you must die.”  ~J. Furniss, Tracts for Spiritual Reading

Boredom

I’m extremely bored at work, so I decided I’d make a post.  I really don’t know what to say.  I have seventeen more days to be a undergrad student and then it’s over.  A part of me is extremely excited because it’s been a weird, rough, and interesting five years.  Yeah, I’m a super senior.  Big whoop, want to fight about it?  I’ve only applied to one job since my last post and I did that half heartedly.  Well, only because people kept asking had I applied to jobs yet and my answer was no and it’s sort of still no, but I’ll see how that goes.  I still plan to spend the month of December in my undies eating Cocoa Rice Krispies and watching seasons 1 and 2 of Venture Brothers, season 1 of Pushing Daisies, and catching up on reading and all those movies that I didn’t have the time to watch before, but know I do. 

My niece’s birthday is November 22nd.  She’ll be three and I agreed to take her, my sister, and the other little one to the Cheese to celebrate.  I hate the Cheese, at least I hate it when there are dozens of kids running around and you can’t find yours.  My plan is to get there right before they open, play around for a few hours and then get the hell out of there.  Too many people make me nervous and too many kids make me angry.  I’ve decided as of now, I DO NOT want children.  I have enough nieces and nephews to last my a lifetime.

Thanksgiving is just around the corner.  Technically, my niece is a Thanksgiving baby, sort of.  Anywho, this holiday will probably be spent sleeping and at the hospital visiting my mom.  We thought she’d be out by now, but we were wrong and all we can do is wait and hope she comes home by Christmas.  I’m rooting for before I graduate, but Christmas is good.

I’m tired of typing now and I have a lot of work and studying to do.

Here’s a little quote that sums up my life right now…”He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it.”
-Douglas Adams (1952 – 2001), “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy”

Graduating from College

I am about to graduate in a few weeks and I have yet to start job searching.  I haven’t even begun to apply for jobs.  I don’t know if I’m lazy or just don’t care at this point.  I’m just happy I’ll be done with this school.  Although my major is in advertising, I don’t think I want a job in the advertising world as of yet.  I have to revise my portfolio and create a few more pieces to include.  I actually hate advertising to tell you the truth, but as of now, it’s all I’ve learned during my five years at this wonderful University.  Oh well, maybe I’ll have a flash of insight before it’s too late.

Here are the Eleven Rules of Life every high school and college grad should adhere to:

Rule 1: Life is not fair-get used to it.

Rule 2: The world won’t care about your self-esteem.  The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3: You will NOT make 40 thousand dollars a year right out of high school.  You won’t be a vice president with a car phone, until you earn both.

Rule 4: If you think your teacher is tough, wait until you get a boss.  He doesn’t have tenure.

Rule 5: Flipping burgers are not beneath your dignity.  Your grandparents had a different word for burger flipping, they called it Opportunity.

Rule 6: If you mess up, it’s not your parents’ fault, so don’t whine about your mistakes, learn from them.

Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren’t as boring as they are now.  They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you are.  So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent’s generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life has not.  In some schools they have abolished failing grades and they’ll give you as many times as you want to get the right answer.  This doesn’t bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.

Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters.  You don’t get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you find yourself.  Do that on your own time.

Rule 10: Television is NOT real life.  In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11: Be nice to nerds.  Chances are you’ll end up working for one.