Thursday, April 28, 2011

Here's to REAL life--and Boxes??

Oh hey, guess what. . .

I am a real kid now. For reals, not fake, or virtual. FOR REALS. It is kind of the most unnerving thing ever. I have so many blogs to write. And so little time.

Graduation was the craziest thing ever. I am still reeling from it. I guess it still hasn't hit me. And I am so blessed to have started a full-time job. I haven't had any time to sit and think about my life. And I think that's ok.

I have hardly been at my new apartment--thank goodness for besties and boyfriends. (And parents too)--for moving me in. I just sleep in my room and then leave. It is because I have work from 8-5. REAL KID STUFF. I hardly have time to even read the scripps. I need to get my life in order though.

I am still living out of a box. I keep telling myself--I will get it on the weekend. Just wait for the weekend. I hope that this is true.

I love my job though. I honestly couldn't ask for more. The environment is fun, the people are great. What I do is cool. It's just perfect for me. People aren't crazy psycho about when you come in--you go when you want--it's just so relaxed. It's so nice. I've already made some friends, and I can't wait to get better at what I do. And here's a little secret, I am still figuring out what my companies does exactly. I can't really seem to grasp it. Cec says it's the next big ENRON, and I sure hope it's not. :)

It's hard juggling everything right now. Even where I live and who I am dating.I love Carlos to death, and I just can't wait to go back to see him after work. But it's so stinking hard. He got himself a custodial job, which I guess is ok, but it is at a crazy time. Everyday from 3-7:30 in THE MORNING. I just hope that he isn't biting off more than he can chew. I am just so happy with everything right now, but can't help wondering if I am just choosing what's easy rather than letting it be hard. Some chaps came over from across the way and started talking to me. I won't flatter myself and say they were there to talk to me (because I am sure they weren't) but, when Carlos came over, they seemingly fled as fast as they could. My mom has told me that I should just get to know other people. But, I don't want to.

I am so glad I am not living at home anymore. I don't think I could do it. I love my parents and my family and everything, but, really, there is a time for everything. It is not my time to be at home anymore. After a weekend with the family, and best friends and boyfriends, I realized that now is not the time to live at home. Is just isn't.

And it's even weird where we are living now. I can't tell if I like it or not. It hasn't even been a full week--so there is still time. It's such a quaint little place.

It kind of reminds me of The Village. Which I want to watch again. Not in a creepy sort of way, but it's just so different than Canyon Terrace.

I am trying to go to bed at a reasonable hour so I don't die at work. That's weird, I am usually the last one up. I went to the store, and they were out of my obsession: Wheat Thin Stix. I was so sad.

This real life is weird, in a good kind of way--I think.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

It's weird.

It's weird when you go back to your apartment and you don't feel comfortable.

It's weird when the people you used to so highly respect have conducted themselves in a manner you find child-like.

It's weird how rude some people can be.

It's weird how you can live so close to people, but yet so far away.

It's weird how my life has changed from a year ago.

It's weird how much time I spend searching for lost things.

It's weird how people can pop back into your life.

It's weird how I am graduating.

It's weird how I have never been happier in my life.

It's weird how I think I might have some marketable skills.

It's weird how I can be my complete, my whole-self with my friends.

It's weird how I'd rather listen to John Bytheway than Grooveshark.

It's weird how it's all about the quality, not the quantity.

It's weird how obsessed I am with Wheat Thin Stix.

It's weird how a book can make you re-evaluate your thoughts.

It's weird how someone can make such an impact on your life.

It's weird how I will still be living by campus, but not taking classes.

It's weird how I am taking the LSAT.

Life is weird, find joy in the weirdness.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

The first team was first....

This last week has been a whirlwind of emotions.

This is what went down.

We get in the top three, and we delivered. We took some diet Mt. Dew shots and were good to go. We were pumped, we were ready. We get in there, and we go first. We thought we did pretty well.

Then the other teams go. We were shocked. They completely blew us out of the water. We had no chance whatsoever. We thought, "oh well, that was fun. Hopefully we are not last!"

We felt like we were the team that was added on, for pity. I was texting Carlos the whole time telling him, "We lost, we lost. That was dumb."

The judges go out to deliberate, which took FOREVER. At that point, Cecilly, Kristie, Ryan and I just wanted to leave because we KNEW that we had lost. There was no chance.

One team (that consisted of all boys) had awesome ideas, they were all innovative, and very tech-savy. They kind of made our presentation look like a fourth grader had put ours together. Then the next team had a graphic designer, whose graphics were clean and just so awesome. They also had an awesome idea for the Crunch Stix. It was an awesomely designed tub. The next team had a really simple and clean idea. There was NO WAY that we would win. NO WAY.

Pat, the guy from Kraft, came back to announce the winners. We all looked at each other, we didn't even think we had a chance. I just didn't want the all-guy team to win. Kristie and I had our own lil' bets.

Whilst we were waiting, I got to know the other competitors, and man they sucked. I realized how ALIKE I am from some of them. I realized that maybe I would be ok at Business school, I am very driven and am to no-mercy approach. But W.

We just wanted it to be over.
We all held our breath.

"The first team was first".

OK, well, we know we got last, who won?!?! WHO WON??? Pat kept on talking and everyone looked to each other and thought, who won? One of the professors turned to us, and assured US. That. we. had. won. Wait, what?!?!?
Guess what....

The feeling was so exhilarating, so awesome. I couldn't believe it. My heart was racing. I felt so awesome. Hey, guess what, I don't even attend the business school, Take that. Fool! We all ran out of there, WOWO. We are so cool. Could you even believe it? WE Won! WE. WON. We all kind of started running around like chickens with their heads cut off. We didn't know who we were, what we were doing. We all decided to meet back up and go have lunch (yes--I missed class--yet again. I only went to a total of 3 classes that week--I usually have 11 classes a week) But it was totally worth it.

It was one of the best feelings in the world. Beating out all of those people. Knowing that you were the best.

And although they changed the price from flying us to New York, we got a cash prize of $2000, and tons of free dinners. We also get to network with tons of different people. And even if it doesn't amount to my getting a job. It's ok--it's just got me thinking about what I can do with my life.

It's hard to believe it's been a week since we presented our case (as semi-finalists)--now look at us. We deserve a pat on the back.