So in the roughly 4 months that I've been gone, I have been marginally useful to society. I worked for another 2.5 months and have been unemployed for about a month and a half now, which sucks big ones. Although I am excessively lazy and enjoy sleeping until noon, I hate waking up and having no real plan of action for the day. I have applied to a bajillionty-five jobs and am attending a Career Fair next week, so keep your fingers (and toes if you are some sort of circus sideshow performer) crossed for me! As much as my little minions annoyed me at times, I really do miss them, though, and I miss my friend Amos.
Besides my great friends here and super awesome Texan Cheyanne, Amos really helped me get out of my boy funk. It is so refreshing to have a boy friend that is just that- a friend that is a boy. No attraction, no flirting, just a strictly platonic friendship where we can say stupid stuff and do even stupider things (like get tattoos, get a Concealed Weapons permit, fire super crazy guns, throw legal explosives into a lake, and JUMP OUT OF AN AIRPLANE!...pics in a minute). I was feeling very let down with the males of the species after the whole kerfuffle (best word ever, by the way) with the DBX (DoucheBagEx. I was going to call him DouchEx but that sounds like it may actually be a feminine hygiene product on the market) but Amos was able to show me that not all guys are loser druggie trash and can actually want to hang out with a girl because she is fun and talks non-stop and not because he wants to get into her knickers.
Another boy that made me see they weren't all terrible? Awesome Adam for proposing to Cheyanne! WOOHOO! The funny thing is, even though Chey told me they had spoken about it, I don't think there was ever a doubt in my mind that it would happen at some point, even from the beginning. Even when SOMEONE was being a crazy person and worrying that she was not as amazing as she is (fact: she is even MORE amazing than that), I knew that they would end up together forever and ever and ever. It only makes me more bummed that DBX even occurred because I bet I would've had a great time in Texas without him and, dare I say, single. But the past is the past and now I have to focus on a) winning the lottery so I can go to Texas for the wedding and b) coming up with the bestest wedding gift I can think of!
As for my future, for the first time in a long while, I am very happy with how it's going. While I don't have a job yet and virtually no monies, I know that will come in time. For now, it is a lot of sitting at home, online (which makes it even more ridiculous that I haven't updated sooner) and reading (so expect a new book review by the end of the week!). I'm trying to get back into the editing thing again, and it's working out quite well. AND I'm applying to grad schools and it's ACTUALLY GOING SOMEWHERE.
I'm mainly sticking to in-state schools (for the financial factor) though I am branching out to a few out-of-state schools. I'm going to be applying to Library Science programs, as well as some Public History and Cultural Resource Management programs. I think it's the best way to merge my loves of literature, history and research/analysis into one career that will actually land me some stable sort of job in the future. I've already gotten my writing samples together, asked for my recommendation letters and started some of the applications. The next most difficult thing is writing a ballin personal statement and finding the $500 I need for application fees, printing fees, GRE test scores, mailing fees and transcript costs.
But in the end it will be so worth it, I can feel it in my little bones.
Anywho, expect some layout changes, and I will hopefully be able to post at least 3 times a week, even if it is some nonsense gibberish. And now I leave you with some pictures of what I've done since....the end of May!
I went to the beach several times and was not a jiggly mess! Still have some weight to lose, but at least I don't look like the stuffed sausage wrapped in bacon from Texas de Brazil that I <3 so much
It was my 23rd birthday! Since I refuse to age, I have decided I instead turned 21+2 and celebrated by taking alien-type pictures of myself (but I look totally cute, non?)
In actuality, I went to dinner with my parents and sis, and on the weekend went to a birthday dinner for my bff Wendy and then went to Blue Martini with Wendy and Anthony. I looked awesome but then totally decapitated my kneecap but getting my heel stuck in the cobblestone when we were leaving and landing HARD on the ground. Took like 2 weeks for it to heal too. But it was a fun night and I drank entirely too much, but I got to wear a new outfit so it was ok.
Oh yeah, I also did this thing called JUMP OUT OF AN AIRPLANE AT 14,000 FEET! It was so amazing I have no words for it, except that you must try this at some point in your life. In order, Amos and I ARE actually friends (friends that do ridiculous things together), Freakin AMAZING, and Chad was the best skydive instructor ever, and if you are ever in Clewiston, Fl (right near Lake Okeechobee and about an hour and a half north of Miami) you must go to SkyDive Adventures. But don't have tints on your car windows or you will get pulled over. But not given a ticket, so it's ok. ((Actually the pictures are in backwards order from how I described them- so Chad first, then the actual dive, and finally me and Amos before jumping))
I also went to the Hard Rock (which is amazing), drank some more, and wingladied it for Amos before he went back to Utah for school. Winglady/wingman did not work but it was still fun and I got home at 5 AM and it was great. This pic, though, is of my new hairdo. It's the darkest that it's been in about 6 years and I've got cute layers. This was Labor Day weekend before going to Ra Sushi and Lounge with Wendy and Anthony.
**Expect more pictures soon because I am going to see DRAKE in concert tomorrow night and I'm SOEXCITEDTHATICANTUSETHESPACEBAR!
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