My thoughts were so loud

I rofl'd

Thu, 13 Aug 2009 09:02:03 GMT

This is a VERY hip interpretation of the Biblical tale of Job. It's also pretty offensive and wrong, but I had to share it anyway.

Bridals and Groomals

Sun, 07 Jun 2009 23:25:05 GMT

Last Saturday I got hitched to my BFF, Marc. It was quite lovely. I uploaded some pictures that my brother in law took, as well as some from Len's camera. You can view them on my flickr.

I'm pretty darn stoked!

Wed, 27 May 2009 08:01:41 GMT

As you can see, everyone else is pretty stoked too.

This was after a long day of errand running, baseball game attendance, yard work, hairstyling, ribbon tying, crafting, and Blue's Clues watching.

Just when I thought I couldn't love Michael Cera anymore

Tue, 12 May 2009 16:54:27 GMT

Marc and I were arguing yesterday about Michael Cera because I think he's amazing and he doesn't think he's that great. He compared him to Vince Vaughn because he always plays the same character. I thought that was a terrible comparison because Vince Vaughn always plays a douche and Michael Cera is always kind-hearted, charming, and lovable. Marc is just jealous and bitter because his girlfriend, Zooey Deschanel, is already betrothed.

I was trying to organize my stuff yesterday so it can be readily packed and moved, and I started reading old journals from 2006. Most of my entries were really melodramatic, because I had been rejected by a boy I really liked. I actually enjoyed reading it, though. I'm finally able to laugh at myself instead bringing all the bitterness back to the surface. Why was I so sad to break up with someone who didn't get me anything for Valentine's Day, and didn't want to spend time with me? At the time, it felt so real, and so devastating, but when we look back on those relationships, it all seems so silly. At church we've been going through a study session about throwing away the trash in our lives. We're learning to take whatever emotional burdens are holding us back and let go of them. Even though I can safely say I'm happy with my life, I've been hanging onto a lot of resentment and anger from past relationships. I think I'm finally able to let it go. To the boy who controlled me, I forgive you. To the boy who kept coming back only to reject me again, I forgive you. To the boy who only wanted the one thing I couldn't give, I forgive you. To the boy who couldn't let himself be vulnerable, I forgive you.

I feel good.

Holy crap I yelled at my boss (more or less)

Sun, 26 Apr 2009 06:41:26 GMT

I'm freaking out. I finally stood up to the people in charge at work and told them how displeased I was with how things are being run. I was trying to call in to see if I work tomorrow, and the insipid girls on the phone kept saying they couldn't give me my schedule and that I was responsible for my own schedule. I called some more and asked for a manager. I told her I was not not going to drive out to get my schedule, and that simply is not going to work for me. She just hung up on me. Then my future-father-in-law called them and gave them a nice talking-to and was finally transferred to the store manager. He talked to her for a bit and then she asked to speak with me. I got on the phone and she gave me the same speech: "you were told when you were hired that you are responsible for your own schedule and they can't be constantly leaving the floor to look at the schedule for employees." I said that that was understandable, but if we are to be responsible for knowing our schedule, then the people responsible for making the schedule should be held accountable for posting it in a timely manner. Then I told her that I've been treated like crap ever since I'd been hired and have had problems with my schedule every single week that have not been corrected when brought to the attention of my quad manager. She was very apologetic and said I could talk with her in person next time I came in, but that it would be impossible to get the schedule out sooner than the Thursday before the following work week because they don't know how many hours to budget for until a week before and it's such a big store with 200 hundred people working in it and blah blah...So we hung up and I still don't know if I work tomorrow. I worked yesterday (my whopping 4 hour work week) and next week's schedule was not yet posted. if they don't want us calling in to know what our schedules are, then they should have them up sooner. When i worked at Target they had schedules posted two weeks in advance so that we could plan and swap shifts if there were any conflicts. At Forever 21, they only have them posted 3 days in advance (which is what the store manager said they were supposed to do, I've never seen a schedule earlier than 24 hours in advance). Is this normal?
I feel really weird because in times like this I only imagine standing up for myself, rephrasing what I could have said in my head and never actually saying it. But this time, I said what I wanted to say, and I don't know how it made me feel. When i hung up I was shaking with adrenaline and broke down crying (in front of my family and Marc's family) just because I was overwhelmed with the situation. At least I got out what I wanted to say before I started crying. I know nothing at work is going to change because of the fuss I made. Their bottom line is still the same and they still don't care about their workers, but I gained a tiny bit of confidence in myself. I chipped a little bit away from this wall I have built up and that's a good thing.

Does anyone know if there are any places that are hiring?

ANTM FAIL

Sat, 25 Apr 2009 06:47:41 GMT

I recorded the latest episode of America's Next Top Model on the DVR and finally got a chance to watch it. After losing track of the show for a few weeks and seeing this, I can tell the show has really jumped the shark. I was excited to watch it because it's the episode where they go to Brazil but then the theme of the photoshoot pissed me off.

I guess they were going for some sort of Carmen Miranda-based stereotype while inexplicably using the favelas as a backdrop. Seriously, Tyra? I'm writing a letter.

For the Love of RayJ

Tue, 31 Mar 2009 18:38:03 GMT

I'm trying to work on my Exceptional Learners homework, but it's really hard to concentrate in the Phoenix College library. Usually the people around me are listening to loud music on their headphones, watching For The Love of RayJ on the internet, or sniffing and coughing loudly every 30 seconds or so.
As difficult as it is to find a job, I'm glad to have found one, but everyday I'm questioning if it is worth it. I'm keeping it for sure, but so far it just has not been pleasant. These are the things I don't like about it:

Overnight shift before I had class in the morning. Did lots of heavy lifting (I was sore for the rest of the week), couldn't eat anything during my half-hour break because everything was closed. Was supposed to leave at 5, but when 5 rolled around they had another project that took an extra 30 minutes
Strange lack of employee numbers. I don't know my employee number because it hasn't been generated yet. When at the register, I need a manager to do voids, discounts, and exchanges. Managers are hard to find when I need one.
No check. I was told I would get a check on Friday that would include all the hours I put in for orientation and training, and there was no check for me. I have to go another two weeks before getting paid. They offered no explanation.
No time clock. This seems pretty sketchy to me. Since a lot of us have no employee numbers, we clock in by putting our names on a sign in sheet and writing down the time. There are a lot of people and the sign in sheet consists of a bunch of paper strewn crazily on one of the tables in the break room. Maybe this explains why I didn't get a check?
I got home at 2 am after working Saturday night, and had church in the morning. I had to stay and help with go-backs even though my top floor team had ours done by 11:30, we had to stay to help the bottom floor, which had 12 full racks.
They scheduled me this week for all the days I am not available and have me not working on the days I'm completely open. I told one of my managers this, and he said he would talk to the other manager about it and give me a call back. So far, no call. I'm scheduled to work today at the same time I have math class, and don't know what to do. There is no Human Resources person to go to when I have a problem with my schedule and my mysterious lack of check.

job update

Sun, 29 Mar 2009 15:02:05 GMT

I hate my job.

Boho or Fallen Heiress?

Tue, 24 Mar 2009 21:43:54 GMT

Last night I worked from 8pm to 5:30 am at Forever 21, processing shipment for the new store, which is about 85,000 square feet. We worked nonstop, unloading boxes, unwrapping clothes (individually wrapped, no less) and sorting the clothes according to the trend or "girl" they belong to. For example, paisley maxi dresses are Bohemian, and the slutty clubbin' gear is Fallen Heiress. I feel dead. If I see one more pair of leggings, I think I'll set them on fire.

When you were 12

Wed, 18 Mar 2009 23:02:21 GMT

When I was twelve, I wanted to be a BMX biker or a figure skating costume designer, or Queen Amidala (depending on the week). I wore all hand-me-down clothes. My favorite shoes were quite similar to these beasts:

Anyway, I came across the blog of a 12-year-old fashion enthusiast who describes herself like this:

12 year old garden gnome with the brain of a wind-up monkey, posture of a crotchety old hag, and tact of Larry David. I enjoy vulgar thoughts, rapping about Rei Kawakubo, and reenacting scenes from the Lion King with 10-month-old babies. I am not cute.

Part of me is impressed and part of me is totally freaked out by this (who let's a 12 year old watch Curb Your Enthusiasm?). It seems in the age of technology, so many kids are trying to grow up too fast, and with this trend we're seeing more creepy child prodigies. Kids as young as eight have internet personas. There is a fourteen year old pundit for the Republican party. For goodness sake, go outside and play!

Marc got glasses

Fri, 13 Mar 2009 18:30:34 GMT

They make him look extra Jewish.

EDIT: Marc is Jewish.

MANBABIES!

Sun, 08 Mar 2009 20:30:42 GMT

GET MORE AT ManBabies.com!

The movie Watchmen summarized in bullet points

Sat, 07 Mar 2009 09:02:32 GMT

There is a large, blue, radioactive penis.
People get their heads sliced open with meat cleavers and other people just plain explode through forces nobody can explain.
Bewbies.
The only way for mankind to stop fighting each other is if someone blows up a bunch of stuff.
"We'll have this conversation...on MARS."
It's impossible for female superheroes to fight crime without sexy garter belts.
I'm confused.
The movie is really, really long.
Why do I always give graphic novel movies the benefit of the doubt? (and my nine dollars?)

Now Anyone can look like the waitresses at Texas Roadhouse!

Fri, 06 Mar 2009 21:28:23 GMT

FINALLY!

Fri, 06 Mar 2009 02:02:15 GMT

Marc and I both got jobs today!

Toothaches and other updates

Sun, 01 Mar 2009 04:54:01 GMT

Last time I updated, it was regarding the hilarious results of my trip to the dentist. When the dentist performed one of my fillings she said that one particular filling was quite deep and would be sensitive for awhile, so don't worry about it. After a month of not worrying when my tooth began to pulsate after eating something as easy as oatmeal, I decided that maybe I should be more worried. Last week it started to hurt spontaneously, pulsating, stabbing, throbbing in a way it never had before. At times it felt like it was being drilled into, without anesthetic. At other times it felt like it was expanding from the inside-out, protruding forth from my gums, like it was eventually going to just fall out.

I visited the dentist yesterday and he confirmed what I had feared. I need a root canal. I cried in front of the billing lady when she was going over the payment plan with me. It's embarrassing how much I cry. I was just overwhelmed with pain and the fact the my tooth is essentially dying. They're going to drill into it and put it out of its misery. I don't want a dead tooth. I am glad that its going to be fixed and it can stop hurting.

I have an interview on Tuesday at Forever 21. I know that if I get the job, I'll hate it within 2 weeks, and I'll inevitably have to associate with people who wear leggings as pants (to work, no less), but with this economy, I can't afford to be choosy. Plus, I do feel comfortable working retail and, after working at Target, I think working at a store that is more specialized will be a nice change of pace. But what the heck do I wear to the interview? My normal wardrobe consists of black jeans and mostly gray or white t-shirts, and brown Vans.

I can't wait until I can be done planning the wedding. I'm so bad at this stuff. I don't care about the details. I'm just excited to be married to this awesome guy.

Mon, 26 Jan 2009 21:34:52 GMT

There was this girl who went to my middle school who could only move half of her mouth and I always felt sorry for her. Right now I look like her. When I smile, it's all slanted and droopy. I hate the dentist.

Is the Teacher Drunk?

Fri, 23 Jan 2009 05:32:53 GMT

Here are my first impressions of this semesters classes:
Nutrition: The teacher is really nice and I can tell already that she is pretty organized and prepared. This is the kind of teaching style that I thrive under. So far I haven't learned anything I didn't learn in BIO, but I'm excited to get into it and hopefully I'll learn how to be a health nut like the her.
Intermediate Spanish: I was really excited about this class because I really want to work on my fluency and get rid of anxiety when speaking, but then I showed up and there was a group of old-ish people who apparently had the same Spanish class last semeseter and now regard themselves as some sort of elite club. I knew I was in for annoyance when I was waiting in the hallway for the teacher to open the door and I had to listen to them all greet eachother in the most gringo sounding Spanish I've ever heard. However, the teacher is really cool.
Math for Elementary Teachers: This one competes with the Prehistoric to Gothic Art Class I took back in '07 for the WORST CLASS EVER. The teacher is so weird and smiley and wears too much makeup and she doesn't know what she's talking about. She is constantly rephrasing her sentences, trailing off, or babbling on as her voice gets quieter and she tries to figure out what her next sentence will be, all the while smiling maniacally. Her lecture today consisted of going through the book, her haphazardly picking out things she remembers how to do and trying to teach them to us, but not quite knowing how to phrase it.
Introduction to Exceptional Learners: This class is online and the same teacher as my last online class that I hated. I know. Bad Idea. But the class schedule was so limited and the in-class section filled and up and I could only take online. From what I can tell so far, it's going to be the same type of assignments as my intro to EDU class, but this time with no textbook. It's going to suck, but at least I know what to expect and can plan ahead this time.

Other things that are happening in my life:
I'm addicted to workout classes at the gym. My favorite is Zumba. Today I went to this crazy bootcamp-style class where I'm pretty sure I did at least 120 lunges.
If you haven't read my wedding blog, I ended up sending the J. Crew dress back and I went to a Bridal Shop to get a new dress. My new dress will be arriving about two months before the wedding.
My brother, Jake, is going to big kid school now. In San Diego! He's attending Point Loma Nazarene University and I'm proud, but jealous.
I've been hanging out with my sister and my awesome niece a lot. Kaitlyn is crazy adorable, but she's two years old, and growls at me in disapproval when I do silly dances in my attempts at entertaining her.
As always, I need more girlfriends in my life.
Last weekend my Grandma was admitted into the ICU at Scottsdale Medical Center. It's really scary to hear that someone you love is in the hospital, let alone the ICU. We were visitting a lot and that's why I wasn't being very social last weekend. She has since recovered and is resting at home. I'm still not sure exactly what was wrong, but when I was there, they were checking for blood clots, congestive heart failure, pneumonia. It could have been one or all three.

2008 in thumbnails

Thu, 01 Jan 2009 04:42:36 GMT

Christmas

Fri, 26 Dec 2008 20:01:46 GMT

I suck at school

Thu, 18 Dec 2008 19:56:44 GMT

I remember when I got my first B and I was so pissed.
Now I'm looking at a C in Business Computer usage and am just praying that I pass Intro to EDU. This was just a really awful semester, socially and academically. I feel like I worked really hard for nothing. I can't even get good grades in junior college. What is wrong with me?
This is what new years are for. I am not going to let this happen again.

EDIT: I checked my grades and my computers teacher ended up giving me a B!
And I just got finished with my teacher portfolio and I'm feeling a lot better. After I drop it off tomorrow I'm free!

Wed, 05 Nov 2008 07:33:46 GMT

Today I:
-decided to sleep in and wait until after school to vote. It turned out to be a wise choice. It took me about ten minutes to cast my vote
-learned about the New Deal in History class. Was it some sort of omen?
-went to the Student Life center to wait for my club members to meet me, and had to listen to some guy (looks like Comic Book Guy, complete with pony tail, I call him the Troll of the Art Building) rant about politics.
-Learned about cephalopods.
-Saw a kid on the sidewalk on Thomas holding up a cardboard sign to passing traffic during rush hour. Expecting to see some sort of political message, I drove by him and read "Honk if your horny." my horny? whose horny? I was flabbergasted.
-felt like a traitor to my generation. Sorry dudes. (not that it mattered anyway)
-tried to do my Biology reading while watching Colbert, it took me the duration of two showings of Indecision '08 to finish it.
-put off three overdue online assignments for another day
-drank five, maybe six cups of coffee. I may have lost count.
-felt a lot of mixed emotions. Whether I supported him or not, I'm proud that a black man was elected and of how far our country has come towards becoming more equal.

Tue, 04 Nov 2008 00:41:53 GMT

Last week was one of those weeks that I didn't think I could get through because there were so many things on my plate. I kept reminding myself, that if I just get through this week, then next week will be better. It hasn't gotten any better so far, mainly because all the things I planned to get done last week have spilled over into this week. Now I'm behind on some things and it keeps accumulating. On top of all my schoolwork, I am now going to MHS to do my hours for EDU. Every time I pull into the parking lot, I get that horrible stomach ache I used to get on the first day of school. It doesn't seem to get any better. I suppose it's something I'll get over seeing as I'm going to spend years there if I continue with this career.

Fri, 31 Oct 2008 04:16:04 GMT

I am SOOOOOOOOO stressed out. I hate my online EDU class, which is the most important class I'm taking. I am so tempted to throw in the towel and try again next semester, but I don't want all my work so far to be in vain. I feel like I'm not getting what I could out of the class because I get so frustrated with the set-up of the class itself. On top of that, the assignments are vague, the tests are poorly written, and my teacher seems to have a remedial grasp of computer usage.
My 30 hours of high school starts tomorrow. I'm scared. I feel like the new kid, but way older and cooler. I went there yesterday just to talk to the principal and Ms. K, and it was really intimidating! Everything seemed so different. They have a different bell now. The campus is literally closed. They have the gates locked for the whole day and the students have a limited amount of time to leave campus after school before the gate closes. It's like prison. All the kids seemed really smug, but I probably was the same way when I was that age.

Sat, 25 Oct 2008 03:52:17 GMT

I've become really frustrated with the process of trying to get experience hours with a school. It was just this repetitive cycle of me calling a school, speaking with an incompetent receptionist, being connected with someone who happened to be away from their phone, leaving a message, and never hearing back from anyone. So today I drove over to the Agua Fria District office to try to talk to a real person and hoped that my connections with the district would give me an advantage. I talked to the Human Resources lady, who actually seemed very willing to help me. She said she could get it set up so I could start by next week, she gave me her cell number so I could call her on Monday and check the status of the situation, and when I told her I wanted to be a foreign language teacher she basically guaranteed me a job after college and even gave me a hug! I went from wanting to cry out of frustration to wanting to cry out of joy and relief. PLUS: I may even be able to observe with Ms. Kotalik, only the best teacher ever.