The End of a Beginning

So it's the end of January; the beginning to my new year.

I'm feeling a little blue.

I'm awfully sore, tired, and a little run-down. I haven't been sleeping too terribly well. I need to clean my room, our dryer is broken, so laundry is a pain.

Not having a car sucks, because I can't really GET anywhere, unless I ask. It totally detracts from that whole independence thing.

I have too much homework to do, and not enough time to do anything. I want to eat well and cook for myself because I'm able to, I just can't because if I even leave one dish in the sink my sister freaks out and says I owe her money for it. she doesn't even wash it, I just have to pay her for her to look at it SIT THERE. 

Yeah, I know.

So I don't have a ton of time to cook AND clean up.

Bah.

I really don't want to go to FHE tonight, it's a fireside with our bishopric. Waah.

Also, I think I'm getting sick, and my back hurts.

How. Awesome.

I'm not spread too thin, I can handle it usually, but last night I had a conversation (with my mother, of all people) that was the straw that broke this camel's back. Thank heavens for good friends who let you call them at 1 a.m. and talk for an hour and a half. Thanks Victoria!

I want to send myself flowers at work, just to make me feel more loved.

But I won't. That's lame.

On the bright side though!

It's payday. :) Pat is in the office, and Jim's back from Mexico! I get to talk to both Victoria and Kate later today, my homework is almost done (I just have an annotated bibliography that's... due tomorrow... that I haven't started. Eeep!), and Family Home Evening tonight--even though I really don't want to go--should be very helpful. I need the spirit. I am very blessed, and I'm very happy that I don't have school today.

The rest of my year won't be the same way as my beginning has ended.

Confessions

So, A few things that you didn’t know about me, and probably didn’t want to...

• I’m supposed to be at work at 8:00, but I’m almost always here at 8:02 or 8:03 because otherwise I’d have to take the train that comes fifteen minutes earlier.
• I’m often up and out the door within 20 minutes (this morning it was 15).
• I bring my makeup and food to work, so I can sleep longer.
• I currently have 3 pairs of shoes under my desk... One from yesterday and two from today.
• I do my homework at work, and I’m perfectly content with doing so.
• I really want a nap today, but will probably not get one.
• Cheese is my favorite food.
• I love discussing policies with others... I disagree with the views my bishop has about immigration.
• I don’t call home as much as I’d like, and I miss my family SO much!
• I need to do better with organizing my time.

I had the right to remain silent. I chose not to.

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I wish I was wittty

It's been a while since I've blogged. Truth. A whole week. I sit in front of a computer for at least 6 hours a day (it's for work!) and I don't even make time to blog... how terrible of me. 

Besides that. So I have homework I need to do... lots of it. Lets summarize, shall we?

• an English essay: a 5-paragraph (not too bad) exploratory paper. I'm not sure of a subject even... yuck
• reading for the same English class
• reading for my New Testament class
• reading for my Business Law and Ethics class
• reading for my Managerial Accounting class

this is all supposed to be done by today when I go to class. Ask me if that's all gonna happen.

Really, ask me.

Seriously.

Yep, you guessed it. It's not.

I will probably skim the Accounting, and the English. Do a little research on the essay, and of course, really read the New Testament stuff. After I get off work I'll have from 2:20-3:20 to write my essay. So it should all work out. And I have plenty of time to read during work today, I just have to do it. 

One more thing; I have to present a poem tomorrow in my public speaking class. 

So... An Ode to Literary Masterpieces:

How Do I Love Thee?

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death. 

Elizabeth Barrett Browning,

And one of my very favorites;

I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

A free bird leaps on the back
Of the wind and floats downstream
Till the current ends and dips his wing
In the orange suns rays
And dares to claim the sky.

But a BIRD that stalks down his narrow cage
Can seldom see through his bars of rage
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
Of things unknown but longed for still
And his tune is heard on the distant hill for
The caged bird sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
And the trade winds soft through
The sighing trees
And the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright
Lawn and he names the sky his own.

But a caged BIRD stands on the grave of dreams
His shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with
A fearful trill of things unknown
But longed for still and his
Tune is heard on the distant hill
For the caged bird sings of freedom. 

Maya Angelou

'Til we meet again.

The many moods of a day

So it's been a while since I've really posted. Currently 9:37 on a Tuesday morning, I feel awfully... complacent.

I suppose I feel like my creative side hasn't been nourished enough, which is a terrible shame. I don't really have a ton of time to feed that creativity though, so I've been doing it at work. I've been doodling a lot, and I found out it's a great outlet, even though I need to let go, and not make it perfect. (Pictures to come!)

Also, I have a lot of homework to be done. I went to Boise this weekend for a friend's friend's mission farewell. (yes, I know there are two "friend's" there. I didn't know Calvin, but a lot of my friends do. So I went with them.) This means I didn't get much homework done.

It was an awesome experience, then I went to visit the Senate, and visited the senators and people I met over there. I didn't get to see Senator Bair though, and there are some new senators I don't know! (Schroeder, Heinrich, Jorgenson, to name a few, have been replaced.) I got to talk with Helen. I love that lady. So much. I lived with her when I was paging for the senate. I decided that I'm pretty much in love with Government. I love seeing it in action. definitely my passion, as strange as that seems.

So that trip was good. I'm glad to be back though. I like Salt Lake a lot. And school is only scary when I don't do my homework. =P

So I'm going to eventually post pictures from my trip, as well as the doodles I've done recently. They're cool. :)

TTFN, TNTBG, DFTBA, and all that. 

So I was thinking...

I know it gets dangerous when I do, but I have been thinking. 

First of all, I don't have much time to blog, but I'm starting to enjoy it. 

Also, this line... "Here's lookin at you, kid." That's for Kate, since I know she's pretty much the only one who actually reads this...

This is my job: I walk into work, take a few phone calls, file some papers, eat, get on facebook, check my emails, blog (I love how this has now become a verb as well as a noun), then I print some papers, do homework, google (another noun that's become a verb) something random, buy something online, answer one or two more phone calls, and go home. And they pay me for it. It's a good job. 

You're jealous.

So I'm very excited for my classes, but they're not going to be easy. I'm also a little perturbed that the books I've ordered online aren't here yet, and I ordered them a whole week and a half ago. Yeah. Not happy, 'specially since one of them hasn't even shipped yet. But it should be okay.

I get to go run errands at our campus bookstore today too. Mmmmm! School supplies! My favorite!

So That's the story of my desk at ACAP. (which I found out just a couple of days ago stands for Alliance Capital. I was really excited.)

Bon Voyage!

One more desk

Merry Day-Back-to-School!!!! 

Finally. It has now been almost one entire month since I last sat in a classroom for academic purposes. I'm pretty sure I've forgotten everything I've learned.  Or didn't learn, as the case probably may be...

Anyway, I'm taking:

• New Testament (I was going to take Pearl of Great Price, but alas, schedules didn't allow)
• Business Law & Ethics (I'm SO excited for this class!!!)
• Managerial Accounting (Yep, this is gonna be good)
• College English 201 (I hear it's a big workload, but I like English)
• Accounting in Quickbooks (No homework, No textbook, No worries. Perfect!)
• Public Speaking (how great is this class!)

So I'm reeeally excited about my classes. Also, it's time for me to get off work.

The end.

I like Space Heaters

Funny, because it's true. Both of the jobs I work at I have a space heater under my desk. They make my life much more pleasant. It's also really nice to be able to buy your textbooks online and not have to worry about paying a TON for them, when they're really only worth about $30 total. that's pretty close to what I paid for them. Today also, I realized just how thankful I am for salad. I like lettuce and fruit, and cheese, and when you put it all together, it's like magic. 

yep, that's right. 

Magic.

Also, yesterday I found out that ACAP actually stands for Alliance Capital. In case you're wondering. So Alliance Capital Financial makes much more sense, for all you accountants (or accountants-in-training) out there.

I'm headed home soon. I'm tired. and I want a nap. I'm going to finish some laundry, and (hopefully) do some resting. Then out to dinner tonight with friends from Rexburg.

Also, I just ordered a Cheese and olive plate from the Bistro downstairs. yum.
Yep, this is gonna be good.

Bon Appetit!

Things I Love

I've really come to enjoy my work.
Today has been quite productive, lots of filing, paying bills, and getting things organized.


A couple (so, maybe more than a couple) of things that I love about my job:

• Jim watches Westerns and the History channel during work every day. They keep things lively.
• There's this delicious restaraunt downstairs. While I haven't actually eaten there yet, their menu sounds divine. (Tomato Basil Mozzarella Panini, Avocado & extra sharp cheese panini, Cheese & Olive Sampler Plate and Crostini with Sun-dried tomatoes & Goat Cheese? Yuuuuuhm.)
• It's enough hours in the week that it will pay quite nicely, but they're early-morning to mid-afternoon, so my day isn't over by the time I get off work.
• I have weekends off.
• Every once in a while you'll hear rock music playing in the background. Yes, that's right.
• Paid Time-Off
• Calling the school's financial aid office during work so I can get everything worked out.
• It's only a 15 minute commute instead of a half-an hour, and it's downtown.
• Lots of shops nearby.
• The people I work with. (Jim, Kirk, Gary, Rich, Pat, and Ridge are all very friendly)

The end.

The Boxes in my Head

As an explanation:
I've heard people say that there are differen't "boxes" in a person's mind. Each different box represents one thing that you could possibly focus on; a romantic relationship, schoolwork, dinner that night, etc. Supposedly girls can be in multiple "boxes" or focus on multiple things at once, while guys can only be in one, or think of one thing. I'm not sure how much I agree with that. I seem to only be able to manage one or two. Maybe I was supposed to be a boy? mmm.... no, that can't be right.

(box 1)
So, I started a new job Monday. I am now a secretary at ACAP Financial Inc. where I sit behind a desk all day and file papers and don't run errands, because I don't have a car. I'm pretty fond of it; it's easy work, but I don't know everythign I'm supposed to do, and I have to be here at 8 a.m. (that's not really that early, I just go to bed too late.)
More about that in later posts, I'm sure.


Now though, I have some things on my mind.

(box 2)
First, I'm thankful for a lot of things. Here's just a few:

• Pain Medication (even though I don't take it almost ever, some days I just need it)
• Family who's always there for me
• Coloring books and crayons
• Delicious food made from scratch.
• Robert Owens (More about him later too, I promise)
• The squishy thing in front of my keyboard so my wrists don't get sore from typing
• Christmas in January
• School's starting soon!
• A job that I'm very lucky to have.

(box 3)
Also, Things I want to do today, or in the very near future:

• Clean my room
• Make fudge
• Eat sushi
• finish making some aprons
• Draw a picture

(does this even count as a box?)
I don't know if I can ever see myself becoming a serious blogger, or even anybody funny enough for others to read (like cakewrecks), but I've decided it's nice to have an electronic "notebook" I can write my thoughts down in, even if other people can read it and decide to laugh at me. As long as they're laughing, it's all good


Oh, one more thing. It's a definite drawback that tone doesn't transfer over text...
I'm not as funny this way.