To my college friends

I remember staying up till 3am writing papers and studying...sometimes till 6am.  I remember working on homework when my roommate came in and offered a trip to Cook Out at 11pm and my immediate response would be "Of course! It's only 11, I have plenty of time to write this eight page paper that I haven't even picked a topic for!"  I remember writing 3 page literary responses in my 45 minute break between classes.

Now I wake up at 6:30am, go to work, come home at 4:45pm, do whatever the evening activity is, retire to my room to read for an hour and I'm asleep by midnight.

Today and yesterday, however, I had the task of work, important paperwork, bills, lots of baking, improv class, work, delivery, and errand.  All of which kept me running like a chicken with his head cut off from Tuesday at 6pm to today at 4:30pm--with very little sleep.  I of course leaped at the the chance to nap today after work until my roommate's computer woke me up. 

My mid hectic middle of the week got me thinking...I can't imagine living the way I did a couple of years ago.  My roommate's boyfriend is in college and he stays up all hours of the night writing or studying and it exhausts me just to think about it.  If I'm up past midnight I feel like death. And it's not just me.  Nikki was just saying today how she gets sleep and cranky around 11pm and that's her end time of the day.

So to my college friends...I wish all the more power to you.  I remember those days and I promise that eventually you'll have this thing called--a sleep pattern.  Goodnight.

Happy Halloween Office Style

Whoa.

We may not go as far as The Office but it's still fun.

Everybody in their outfits

I was Harry Potter :)  Quidditch style of course.

Yes, I attached a paper Snitch to my bracelet with a barrette

We also decorate cubicles for Halloween.

So Happy Halloween everyone!

Potter Post 2 1/16

Ok, so I know it's not Saturday yet but I'll be out of town until Sunday night so I won't be able to do a Potter Post.  Instead I leave you with this:

Halloween at my office

The Duck Was Rescued.

Today I began a new job.  And saved a baby duck.  And I have almost completely cut ties with the other lease holder.

Today was a great day.

But the coolest part of today was definitely the baby duck.  While walking during lunch with a coworker we watched as a baby duck rushed across the busy street and was almost slammed with a car--but thankfully the car hit the brakes and barely missed it (possibly from my co-worker and I's frantic arm waving).  Once the car moved around the little duck, he then sat down right in the middle of the street. I then rushed across the street and scooped up the little ducky and returned him to the lake.

I've often wanted to be scooped up during my perils in life and returned to safety.  I thought about this today when I realized that I have been scooped up and saved in the nick of time.  At the hands of "friends," death, debt, and depression I have gotten to the point where I just sat down in the middle of it with the thought of "meh. no point."  And it's then that God sends angels in the form of friends, life, new opportunities, and true happiness.  So today, as I sat and listened to all the new job training and felt slightly overwhelmed, I thought about how these past several months have been on the up and up and the changes I'm facing-- I smiled.

It's that time.

I've reached the point where the need to write something, anything, has overtaken me...thus here we are.  Now finished with school I've now been set loose into the world with a BA in English and student loan debt.  Life is good.


Word of advise to high school students....the phrase "get a degree and you'll make tons of money," is not true; don't believe the hype.  In reality it does matter what degree you get, and you'll probably have to decide at some point in life whether or not you want to spend your college days studying something you love or studying something that will one day bring home the bacon.  Or you might be one of those rare people whose line of studying will lead to a wealthier lifestyle.  Kudos to you my friend.  I chose to study something I love: English.  I love everything about English. The fact that our grammar rules are crazy, that one word can mean something completely different to every single person, and that two people can read the same piece of literature and get completely different things from it drives me crazy wild about English

Will an English degree lead me to a lifestyle where I can bath in imported water and and have a mansion made of gold and chocolate?  Probably not.  But I can buy a jar of olives, a good book, a piece of paper and a pencil....and that's good enough for me.