School Daze

morning all! i woke up this morning to a wonderfully crisp breeze and instantly thought back to when i was i college. the fall semester was my favorite. spring time was too distracting with the beautiful flowers, sweet air and warm feel. i struggled the most during the spring because it was so hard to sit in class while looking out of the window. and even tho fall was cooler, no flowers were in bloom and made people's noses run...it was like a new start for me. every fall semester meant i was starting again...a new year, new level of classes, and sadly....new students (freshmen).






it really makes me laugh because i vividly recall walking onto campus as a freshman. i might as well have been wearing a big sign that said NAIVE because i thought everyone was so sweet and friendly. little did i know freshman were targeted prey for the upperclassmen. most of them also lacked a lot of focus...they were more interested in hanging out, meeting people and dressing up. the way girls dressed always made me laugh. even as a freshman, i didn't fall into that "fly girl" category because i was an art major and had 3 hour studios. so imagine how silly i'd look straddling a wooden stool for 3 hours in hooker heels, big dangly earrings and tight pants. but even if i weren't an art major, i still thought it was silly to come to class dressed like you were entering the club on saturday night. i'd chuckle to myself as girls would try to sneak into class undetected because they took so much time getting ready....only to have their click-clacking heels give them away. as time wore on, i grew up. i buckled down into my studies and began to appreciate my opportunity for what it really was.






i ended up taking 5.5 years to graduate because i changed my major but it didn't matter to me. i loved school. i didn't want it to end. i met my mentor 2.5 years before and felt like i couldn't get enough. it was like i was in a daze of learning and i loved it. i cared less about the parties and social scenes, less about what i wore to class and less about the guys. there was nothing like undergrad...and if i could, i'd go back and do it all over again.





***IF YOU WENT TO COLLEGE, WHAT DO YOU MISS MOST ABOUT IT? IF YOU DIDN'T, WHAT DO YOU MISS ABOUT BEING THAT AGE OF ABOUT 18-23? WHAT WERE YOU DOING INSTEAD, PERHAPS GETTING Y OUR OWN PLACE OR CAR OR MAYBE TRAVELLING? EITHER WAY, WHAT DO YOU MISS ABOUT THE SCHOOL OR YOUNG PEOPLE'S DAZE?***

Dream Job Supreme

i awoke this morning to the movie The Santa Clause 3. its a cute, feel-good holiday movie about the north pole and the guy who stumbled upon the job of being santa. years before, santa had fallen off of a roof and vanished, leaving the santa suit behind. this guy put on his jacket and became santa and even tho his job was stressful, he loved it.






i started thinking about different jobs and their stress level versus the fulfillment of said job. i thought about a job i'd love to have (aside from mommy)...but of course i made up unrealistic stipulations to go along with it. if i could pick my ultimate dream job...i'd be an award-winning actress. i'm not one for a routine day doing the same thing over and over. i like-need change EVERY day.





i'd have a stellar career doing an array of films. i'd receive a couple of oscars, some golden globes and a star on the hollywood walk of fame. i'd stay on the east coast tho cuz i need some type of real seasonal change.



once i established myself as a film icon, i'd use my resources to become a serious humanitarian...i use the word serious because the money i'd have access to would allow me to do so much more...i'm talking as close to oprah level i could get. i'd thrive off of the hectic schedule, the distant lands of travel, the awesome array of people i'd meet and the unlimited amount of access i'd have for accomplishing things that seem a bit out of reach now. so...........





***IF YOU COULD PICK YOUR ULTIMATE DREAM JOB, WHAT WOULD IT BE? IT COULD BE FOR SUPERFICIAL REASONS OR DEEP PERSONAL ONES...BUT WHAT WOULD IT BE? EVEN IF YOU HAVE UNREALISTIC ATTACHMENTSS TO IT - REMEMBER, IT'S A "DREAM" JOB SO IT DOESN'T HAVE TO SOUND A CERTAIN WAY***

A Dog's Life...

ok, so my whole, entire world has been turned upside-down. i don't know my front from my back, my left from my right, or anything. i'm stressed, tired and in desperate need of a nap....

all because i'm dog-sitting. yes, PCD opened up her big trap and said she'd keep her neighbor's dog for a whole week. and in my mind, i was genuinely excited about the idea because i feel like i want to own a dog one day. because he's old (5 years) and seemingly calm, i thought all would be cool. then i actually took my big-mouthedness a step further and said that i'd let him sleep at my house a FEW days in said week so he won't be crazy lonely. so why when i went to get his instructions for his feedings and stuff, was he packed to stay at my house for the whole week....dog bed, suitcase, food, dog book, emergency numbers, toys, medicine and all. so i calmly tried to let her know i just wanted him to sleep maybe a night or two at our house and she was like "no, he'll be fine."

CURSES!!! i always do this. i get myself into situations and sometimes find it hard to just shut stuff down. i mean, she went on and on about how he won't be lonely now and won't have separation issues cuz he'll be with us the whole time, blah, blah. so i was like-whatev. and he has the nerve to be cute!?!?! he's really not bad....its just the extra stuff that is now in my already jam-packed schedule. like, walking him 2 times a day (which was the minimum i expected to be doing), along with feeding, brushing, giving allergy meds, eye drops, ear wipes, bacon treats in the AM, biscuit treats at night, making sure he's not terrifying lil PCD, taking her build-a-bear buddy out from his tug-of-war grasp, keeping him from scratching my doors by putting up baby gates, and keeping him from snatching my baby's food off of her tray.

*le sigh* PCD"s life....is now...a dog's life

***WHAT'S THE LAST THING YOU'VE FOUND YOURSELF DOING THAT TURNED OUT TO BE MORE THAN YOU ANTICIPATED?***

The First Time.........

.....i got a job, it was the worst job EVER!!! it was at a local grocery store. i was under age, so i had to get a permit signed by my parents. i was just excited because i had gotten my driver's permit and i liked driving myself to work (accompanied of course). but let me tell you about my duties...





i was a cart-girl. yes, a cart girl! they had me and my delicate self lining and pushing carts back into the building in the dead of summer. i highly objected to this so i had a fellow teen co-worker do my carts for me. in exchange, i let him eat lunch with me (hey, i was always fabulous! lol).



then one day, they bumped me up to check-out girl. the issue with this is that they sold beer in this store and you had to have a blue name tag (meaning over 18) to check beer. if you had a red one, you couldn't swipe it. so i witnessed a fellow teen co-worker asking the customer to simply pick up their beer and run it across the scanner. it was a simple solution because if you were a red-tagger, you had to stop everything, call for a manager and wait for them to come from wherever to swipe it and it pissed off the other customers.


most people were happy to swipe their own beer because no one liked waiting for who-knows to show up whenever to do something that took 1.3 seconds.






MOST people....well, of course i would run into a snooty older lady one day who had some beer. i was checking the express line and i knew that they people were really gonna be upset waiting in express so i asked her to swipe it. you would have thought i asked her to swipe her booty across the scanner the way she looked at me. so i explained to her why i asked and she became enraged telling me how i was insubordinate for suggesting such a thing. she folded her arms, shook her head and huffed and puffed asking to speak to the manager. i called for him and i was fine.....





....until she kept on whispering under breath. and all i caught wind of was "makes no sense," "can't believe", "outrage," and "these people" SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETTT!!!!





REWIND! WHAT people? i can't really remember all i said...just a lot of "what", "old lady", who do you think you are?" "take this job and shove it", "!*&% B!*^#*# !(^#!*^" as i was floating right outside the exit doors. end of job.





***WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST OR WORST JOB? EVER RUN INTO SOME DRAMA ON SAID JOB? SPILL IT.........***