Sunday, January 30, 2005
I miss blogging. There is a lot to be said for the release I get from just putting things in words and writing them down and sending them out for anyone to see. It is very cathartic.
The job search still goes. School had it's winter job fair last week and I left interviews with about a dozen companies. Many of them were like "Thanks! Now go online and put it in the system for real." I did score interviews with two companies, one of which I would really like to work for, the other - it would be nice to get a job offer. I saw the interviewer for the company I interviewed with a couple of months ago and when I asked he did say that I had interveiwed well, but someone else had been better for the job. That was encouraging. I had walked out of that one feeling like I had done well, and it bummed me out to get the e-mail with the Phi (Rose slang for rejection letter). My big just started working after graduating last year with a BS Chemistry. She is up in Ft Wayne, and I think I'll try to go visit her in the next couple of weeks.
The boy... yeah... that is a long story. Still dating, but its been a rough couple of weeks since we got back from Christmas break. We do have different expectations about a lot of things, and that confuses issues in bizare ways. anyway, talking to my parents helps a lot. My dad does a good job of grounding me, and my mom, now that I don't live at home anymore, really do a good job communicating.
Ok, time to go make plans ;-)
The job search still goes. School had it's winter job fair last week and I left interviews with about a dozen companies. Many of them were like "Thanks! Now go online and put it in the system for real." I did score interviews with two companies, one of which I would really like to work for, the other - it would be nice to get a job offer. I saw the interviewer for the company I interviewed with a couple of months ago and when I asked he did say that I had interveiwed well, but someone else had been better for the job. That was encouraging. I had walked out of that one feeling like I had done well, and it bummed me out to get the e-mail with the Phi (Rose slang for rejection letter). My big just started working after graduating last year with a BS Chemistry. She is up in Ft Wayne, and I think I'll try to go visit her in the next couple of weeks.
The boy... yeah... that is a long story. Still dating, but its been a rough couple of weeks since we got back from Christmas break. We do have different expectations about a lot of things, and that confuses issues in bizare ways. anyway, talking to my parents helps a lot. My dad does a good job of grounding me, and my mom, now that I don't live at home anymore, really do a good job communicating.
Ok, time to go make plans ;-)
Sunday, January 16, 2005
Sometimes it seems that the old sayings are the correct ones: when it rains, it pours.
Occurances in the last month:
(*) worst grades ever - college, high school, elementary, whatever
(*) best test scores (it was a new term) since the start of high school
(*) first time in New Mexico
(*) first time in a year 'trying' to ski - and by 'ski' I mean 'fall down the mountain'
(*) Lasik: I have gone from counting fingers at 6 feet to 20/15
(*) actively worrying about my relationship with my boyfriend (long story, maybe some other time)
(*) first time coming back from a party after being there for less than 30 min, and not because it sucked really badly.
The school job fair is next week, and I would really like to get employed. I will have next term to deal with this as well, but I feel like I am falling behind with the search even though I don't graduate until May. Several of my friends alreay have jobs (yay job keg), but most of us do not yet, and the pressure is really on now. One of my good friends graduated last year in May, and started her job just last week. As much as I love going home to visit my parents, I really don't want to move back in.
Bedtime. I don't know how I feel about my man coming home... something feels wierd there that I can not get a grasp on.
Occurances in the last month:
(*) worst grades ever - college, high school, elementary, whatever
(*) best test scores (it was a new term) since the start of high school
(*) first time in New Mexico
(*) first time in a year 'trying' to ski - and by 'ski' I mean 'fall down the mountain'
(*) Lasik: I have gone from counting fingers at 6 feet to 20/15
(*) actively worrying about my relationship with my boyfriend (long story, maybe some other time)
(*) first time coming back from a party after being there for less than 30 min, and not because it sucked really badly.
The school job fair is next week, and I would really like to get employed. I will have next term to deal with this as well, but I feel like I am falling behind with the search even though I don't graduate until May. Several of my friends alreay have jobs (yay job keg), but most of us do not yet, and the pressure is really on now. One of my good friends graduated last year in May, and started her job just last week. As much as I love going home to visit my parents, I really don't want to move back in.
Bedtime. I don't know how I feel about my man coming home... something feels wierd there that I can not get a grasp on.
