Well, my friends, I actually managed to stay busy this weekend. And by busy, I mean mildly entertained.
I woke up at a decent hour yesterday. I promptly (a.k.a. lazily) got my stuff together to make an expedition to the grocery store. My cupboard and fridge spot were beginning to look like a famine hit. So I grabbed my backpack and rode my bike to the store. Well, I intended to go to the store. But I went to the thrift store across the street first. I really had no business being there. It does make a rather excellent time-killer though. I like to go through the store, finding all the old vintage clothes I can and then trying on the ones that might fit, no matter how hideous. DI is rather picked-over by all these silly hipsters, though. Wait, what am I saying, I'm half a hipster myself... oh dear... So I tried on all these hideous dresses from the 80s and stuff. And then I found this superb striped polo... and I had to buy it. The colors of the lovely vertical stripes remind me vaguely of Easter eggs. I showed it to my parents today on Skype, and they were totally disgusted. They can't imagine why anybody would want to buy clothes from the 70s. My mom said I have the most unique style. I guess that's what I'm going for, so that's fine by me.
After that little detour, I crossed the street to the grocery store. There were more people there than... at Walmart on Black Friday. OK, not even close, but there aren't normally that many people there. Shopping Accomplished. Then I biked home, feeling rather like a camel with this huge backpack full of food on my back. I had enough time to cook a frozen pizza that I bought on sale before my shift. Yay food! Work wasn't so bad. I even learned how to clean the part of the fryers that comes out and get washed every night. After I got home, I finished my book and then watched the third Star Wars auf Deutsch. Thank goodness for YouTube, although a few parts were missing.
And today I went to church and Skyped with my family. I found out that my sister can make the best Pterodactyl noises. Ever. I pretty much died laughing. And now I'm going to go visit my old roommate. Life's good.
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi...
And may the fourth be with you. Ok, so technically it's the fifth now, but I'm writing about the fourth...
Today was pretty nice, despite the fact that I woke up waaaay too late. I didn't miss anything, fortunately. I just woke up about an hour and a half later than I intended, that's all.
I hung out with my friend Carla today. We go way back- all the way to my first day of high school after my family moved to Georgia in 2007. We had first period Geometry together with this crazy teacher. We won't go there... Anyway...We walked to the grocery store. I compulsively bought chocolate peanut butter ice cream. I NEVER buy ice cream. That's not to say I don't like it. I like it too much, and it's expensive, and not exactly something that helps you lose weight. Therefore, I just don't buy it. I also bought a one-dollar Star Wars cup that's probably meant for five-year-olds. It is May the Fourth, after all...
I had a shift at work, too. I got to shovel half-eaten food off plates. So. Much. Fun.
After I got home, I took a shower. Working in the dish room makes you feel kinda nasty. Ok, so today wasn't bad at all. The real reason was that I wanted to wear my Star Wars shirt. And then I watched some Star Wars on YouTube auf Deutsch. That was pretty awesome. Yes, I admit to being a dork. I think last week I had a dream about podracing. It was pretty intense. I think it was somewhat based on a game my brother once had (or probably still has) for his Nintendo 64. I have to blame my brother for the whole Star Wars thing. He was pretty obsessed with it as a child. I remember many nights when we had to watch them. I confess, I didn't like it then, but I do now! It's funny how tastes change.
Crap, I didn't mean to be up this late again. I even paused the movie so I would go to bed earlier. Oh well. Why do I feel so awake at this hour???
Oh, and all that Job Hunting has maybe paid off a little. I have an interview at Joann's on Monday. I think the economy must be picking up, since that's the second interview in two weeks. Compared to all the other job hunts I've been on in the past five years, this is really great. But... interviews are one thing, and getting hired is another thing entirely.
Today was pretty nice, despite the fact that I woke up waaaay too late. I didn't miss anything, fortunately. I just woke up about an hour and a half later than I intended, that's all.
I hung out with my friend Carla today. We go way back- all the way to my first day of high school after my family moved to Georgia in 2007. We had first period Geometry together with this crazy teacher. We won't go there... Anyway...We walked to the grocery store. I compulsively bought chocolate peanut butter ice cream. I NEVER buy ice cream. That's not to say I don't like it. I like it too much, and it's expensive, and not exactly something that helps you lose weight. Therefore, I just don't buy it. I also bought a one-dollar Star Wars cup that's probably meant for five-year-olds. It is May the Fourth, after all...
I had a shift at work, too. I got to shovel half-eaten food off plates. So. Much. Fun.
After I got home, I took a shower. Working in the dish room makes you feel kinda nasty. Ok, so today wasn't bad at all. The real reason was that I wanted to wear my Star Wars shirt. And then I watched some Star Wars on YouTube auf Deutsch. That was pretty awesome. Yes, I admit to being a dork. I think last week I had a dream about podracing. It was pretty intense. I think it was somewhat based on a game my brother once had (or probably still has) for his Nintendo 64. I have to blame my brother for the whole Star Wars thing. He was pretty obsessed with it as a child. I remember many nights when we had to watch them. I confess, I didn't like it then, but I do now! It's funny how tastes change.
Crap, I didn't mean to be up this late again. I even paused the movie so I would go to bed earlier. Oh well. Why do I feel so awake at this hour???
Oh, and all that Job Hunting has maybe paid off a little. I have an interview at Joann's on Monday. I think the economy must be picking up, since that's the second interview in two weeks. Compared to all the other job hunts I've been on in the past five years, this is really great. But... interviews are one thing, and getting hired is another thing entirely.
Thursday, May 3, 2012
It's only teenage wasteland
I'm not a teenager anymore (thank goodness), but as I sit here on the walkway outside my apartment, I feel as though I am staring off into one. It's slightly chilly, here in this dumb desert, even though I think it should be warmer, seeing as it is finally, or maybe already, May. I gaze through the cold iron railing, up to the chill sky, down to the half-grassed yard, across to the old and boring buildings that surround my own. Apparently, when this wasteland is inhabited during the real school year, it is mostly people that are young and fresh- not to say that I'm old, because I most certainly am not, but because these people are younger than me. It's a strange feeling. The tenants tend to be people that just finished their first year of college, like my roommates, and therefore still teenagers, or are guys fresh off their missions. The guys would then be slightly older than me, but they still usually have only a year or less of college under their belt. All this makes me feel, well... I dunno. Like I'm sitting in a barren wasteland. Especially since most of the individual apartments are closed for the summer. I think there's only three open in our whole building.
And somebody else I know got engaged tonight. There must be at least one per week. Last week there were four.
I don't mean to be a downer, but could y'all slow down a bit?
When I was 13, I couldn't wait to be 14 so I could finally go to dances. Then I couldn't wait to be 16, so I could date. I'm not sure whom I was planning on dating, since going steady was out of the question. And then I wanted to be older, so I could have a boyfriend. I thought that, for sure, once I got out to college, I would find me a boyfriend. I've been out here since the end of August 2010, and haven't even had a second date. I guess I'll just have to be patient. I've waited 20 years, it won't kill me to wait a bit longer.
If anybody cares what I did today, it wasn't much. One more job app, one more shift at the lovely Cannon Center. Heck, I even splurged and got a movie from Redbox. It's pretty sad when a buck fifty for a blu-ray is a splurge. But such is life as a poor, lonely college student off for the summer. At least my computer plays blu-rays, or else I would've had to bike even farther. Ok, let's face it, I would've just gone home if they were out.
Any suggestions for how to entertain myself tomorrow? All that's on the calendar is doing something with my dear friend who's leaving for her home in Alaska for the summer. That'll be in the evening, though, so I've got a whole day of nothingness ahead of me. Oh wasteland...
Just sayin... I should not have to wear a hoodie and blanket in the Merry Month of May. Yay Desert.
And somebody else I know got engaged tonight. There must be at least one per week. Last week there were four.
I don't mean to be a downer, but could y'all slow down a bit?
When I was 13, I couldn't wait to be 14 so I could finally go to dances. Then I couldn't wait to be 16, so I could date. I'm not sure whom I was planning on dating, since going steady was out of the question. And then I wanted to be older, so I could have a boyfriend. I thought that, for sure, once I got out to college, I would find me a boyfriend. I've been out here since the end of August 2010, and haven't even had a second date. I guess I'll just have to be patient. I've waited 20 years, it won't kill me to wait a bit longer.
If anybody cares what I did today, it wasn't much. One more job app, one more shift at the lovely Cannon Center. Heck, I even splurged and got a movie from Redbox. It's pretty sad when a buck fifty for a blu-ray is a splurge. But such is life as a poor, lonely college student off for the summer. At least my computer plays blu-rays, or else I would've had to bike even farther. Ok, let's face it, I would've just gone home if they were out.
Any suggestions for how to entertain myself tomorrow? All that's on the calendar is doing something with my dear friend who's leaving for her home in Alaska for the summer. That'll be in the evening, though, so I've got a whole day of nothingness ahead of me. Oh wasteland...
Just sayin... I should not have to wear a hoodie and blanket in the Merry Month of May. Yay Desert.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
And maybe someday we will find that it wasn't really wasted time
And today was even more boring than yesterday. I didn't even have a boring shift at work.
I did go on another Job Hunt. I think that may be my new hobby, in a sense. I have to get out of the apartment, or else I'll die of boredom. At least going on almost pointless searches all over town is something to do. Maybe it's become some sort of depressing game for me. Hmmm, I wonder how many applications I can fill out today before I feel like I need to go home to eat? I purposely only bring a little bit of food (of the variety that I know I won't want to eat) so that I'll go home eventually. Today I brought along some baby carrots, just in case. I biked probably another 10 miles today. On the bright side, the weather was perfect for biking. I even got a little bit sunburned! That's what happens when you are a redhead and you stay outside for more than five seconds.
When I got home, I did a whole lot of nothing, mainly because I didn't want to eat pasta again. Eventually I made biscuits. I'm so glad I grew up in the South. I love biscuits, especially whole wheat ones. I even talked to my roommates a bit. It's a shame they're all in classes/work all day.
I did go on another Job Hunt. I think that may be my new hobby, in a sense. I have to get out of the apartment, or else I'll die of boredom. At least going on almost pointless searches all over town is something to do. Maybe it's become some sort of depressing game for me. Hmmm, I wonder how many applications I can fill out today before I feel like I need to go home to eat? I purposely only bring a little bit of food (of the variety that I know I won't want to eat) so that I'll go home eventually. Today I brought along some baby carrots, just in case. I biked probably another 10 miles today. On the bright side, the weather was perfect for biking. I even got a little bit sunburned! That's what happens when you are a redhead and you stay outside for more than five seconds.
When I got home, I did a whole lot of nothing, mainly because I didn't want to eat pasta again. Eventually I made biscuits. I'm so glad I grew up in the South. I love biscuits, especially whole wheat ones. I even talked to my roommates a bit. It's a shame they're all in classes/work all day.
Monday, April 30, 2012
And the Songbirds are Singing Like They Know the Score
Well, today wasn't all that adventurous, especially compared to the weekend.
The day recapped:
Woke up.
Found my key, which has been MIA for a week. Turns out it was in the pocket of a pair of shorts I forgot I wore. I was pretty excited. I even made a really long key chain/lanyard for it so this won't happen again.
Showered. While listening to lovely 80's music. Well, maybe "lovely" isn't the right word. "Awesome" might be a better choice of word.
Checked the bank account. No more money than last time I checked.
Rode bike to see if I could apply at Pizza Hut, which had a sign out saying they're hiring. Turns out they have an online application. I don't like those. I'd rather get out of the apartment. And they're so impersonal.
Went to the grocery store and bought two potatoes, strawberries, and an orange. Pasta gets a little dull.
Came home.
Went to work. It was very boring in the dish room.
Went to a couple stores with my friend/previous roomie in search of an outfit for her to wear to her cousin's wedding. Success.
Blogging.
Rather dull, eh?
But, in between all the exciting and fun bits of the day, I've been thinking about how music is such an influence in life. No matter how you feel, there's a song out there that fits your mood perfectly.
From this weekend: "Alone" by Heart. "Silver Springs" Fleetwood Mac. "The Flame" Cheap Trick. "Watching You Watch Him" Eric Hutchinson. "Ho Hey" The Lumineers.
From today: Journey. Foreigner. The Cars. Yes. Tears for Fears. Various other 80's music of awesomeness.
Anyways... Music is super important to me. It's probably like that for a lot of you out there. It can make your day or night so much better. It has this crazy ability to call up memories, welcome or not. Like whenever I hear the song "Hotel California", I always think of the ride to the airport when I was leaving for Germany. Or other songs make me think of people. Any Andy Grammer songs make me think of my old roommate Ary. And this is just a small sample. I love music and all the crazy things it does to your head and heart. I think that's it for today. This whole post was a lot more eloquent in my head... anyways... The end.
The day recapped:
Woke up.
Found my key, which has been MIA for a week. Turns out it was in the pocket of a pair of shorts I forgot I wore. I was pretty excited. I even made a really long key chain/lanyard for it so this won't happen again.
Showered. While listening to lovely 80's music. Well, maybe "lovely" isn't the right word. "Awesome" might be a better choice of word.
Checked the bank account. No more money than last time I checked.
Rode bike to see if I could apply at Pizza Hut, which had a sign out saying they're hiring. Turns out they have an online application. I don't like those. I'd rather get out of the apartment. And they're so impersonal.
Went to the grocery store and bought two potatoes, strawberries, and an orange. Pasta gets a little dull.
Came home.
Went to work. It was very boring in the dish room.
Went to a couple stores with my friend/previous roomie in search of an outfit for her to wear to her cousin's wedding. Success.
Blogging.
Rather dull, eh?
But, in between all the exciting and fun bits of the day, I've been thinking about how music is such an influence in life. No matter how you feel, there's a song out there that fits your mood perfectly.
From this weekend: "Alone" by Heart. "Silver Springs" Fleetwood Mac. "The Flame" Cheap Trick. "Watching You Watch Him" Eric Hutchinson. "Ho Hey" The Lumineers.
From today: Journey. Foreigner. The Cars. Yes. Tears for Fears. Various other 80's music of awesomeness.
Anyways... Music is super important to me. It's probably like that for a lot of you out there. It can make your day or night so much better. It has this crazy ability to call up memories, welcome or not. Like whenever I hear the song "Hotel California", I always think of the ride to the airport when I was leaving for Germany. Or other songs make me think of people. Any Andy Grammer songs make me think of my old roommate Ary. And this is just a small sample. I love music and all the crazy things it does to your head and heart. I think that's it for today. This whole post was a lot more eloquent in my head... anyways... The end.
Life in the Fast Lane
Holy cow, what a weekend!
Friday after work, I hung out with a bunch of friends from the FLSR (a.k.a the coolest housing place ever- the foreign language student residence). We watched "Back to the Future", which I haven't seen in about forever.
Saturday was a big day. I traveled with four friends from the German House all over northern Utah. I was the only full American in the car. I just thought that was funny... anywho... We first journeyed to Salt Lake City for a farewell party. We had some time to kill after that before we went to the wedding reception, so we meandered about this fancy new mall. And when I say fancy, I mean it. Not only did they have the standard shops you find around the country, but also crazy stores like Tiffany's and a Porsche merchandise store. I touched a leather jacket that cost more than my first car. It blows my mind that people spend that much money on a jacket. And honestly, it wasn't even that cool.
one of these...
From there, we went on to our friends' wedding reception. Both of them lived in the German House. I just love those two people. Hearts and love and stuff. And guess who caught the bouquet? Me. Me without a boyfriend or any prospects of having one. Needless to say, my loving friends gave me all sorts of crap about it. It is Utah and I do go to BYU... Engagements happen rather quickly. Psh, I learned of four more engagements within a 24 hour period this week. Sheesh, people, let me catch up a bit...
From then we went to this tiny town about 20 miles away from Idaho called Tremonton. We went there because another friend from the German House is going on a mission to Sweden and he was speaking in church today. We watched Aladdin last night. There's a lot of really quotable lines in there that none of us had never noticed before. Now we've all started calling each other things like "my pungent little friend" and "your rottenness" and other lovely things like that. Oh, Jafar...
Today brought us back to the lovely city of Provo. I say that rather sarcastically, since I rarely leave. But I finally met some people from my apartment complex. My roommates and I went to a game night at some guys's apartment. We had a blast! I'm so glad there are wonderful, fun people here. I was beginning to worry a bit, since my last place was so great, and I hadn't met a soul here yet. I'm just glad there are people around. And not only just normal people, but awesome people.
Well, after all these crazy adventures, I should probably sleep. That way I can wake up in time to do something worth posting about. Gosh, it was good to get out of Provo...
Friday, April 27, 2012
Owner of a Lonely Heart
And thus begins my second summer out here... lonely. It's been barely a week since the last day of finals, and I'm already bored to death. I've already started looking for another job, even though I plan on leaving Provo hopefully sometime in the middle of summer. My plans, though, are not even close to concrete. In fact, they're more like... clouds. Nothing is set. I want to go be a nanny in Germany, but I need to find a family first, and that's a work in progress. My housing contract goes through mid-June, so hopefully I'll have a job in Germany by then. I really don't want to have to find another place to live and go through the grueling process of moving all my crap again. I don't want to have a fifth "fresh start" in this state, at least not this summer. So, as you can see, I have a bit of a dilemma on my bored hands. Nothing to do, but any attempts at finding a job for only two months are almost futile. Nevertheless, I'm searching. Just for you doubters out there, I've already turned in four applications and had one interview. That's what 10 miles of biking in one afternoon will get you.
I love my bike. It means freedom. Except... I have absolutely nowhere to go. Ok, that's a little untrue, because I have to go to work in approximately half an hour. But, that's the last shift until who-knows-when. Hence the search for another job.
Goodness, I'm bored.
Weekends mean a lot more when you actually do stuff during the week.
Last night, my roommates and I went to eat dinner at this pizza place and then we saw The Vow in the dollar theater. It's been a very long time since I've seen a chick-flick in a theater- we're talking 2010. My reason, you ask? Freshman year: no money, no car, no bike. This year: my group of friends always went to go see awesome films like Sherlock Holmes 2 or whatever. I miss my friends. We had a really great year together. In fact, we practically became a family. I lived in the Foreign Language Housing this past year. Each language group had dinner together five nights a week. We also hung out a lot. There were times I liked them all, hated some of them for a minute, had to escape for a second, couldn't get enough... just like a family. There was always someone there, and people had your back. So, moving out last week was almost like leaving home for the second time. Frankly, it sucked. I miss them, and speaking German all the time, like crazy.
But hey, life isn't all doom and gloom. I'm going to one of my dearest friend's wedding reception tomorrow. And they will be living about a block away from me after they get back from the honeymoon. And I just happened to end up with my own room, so when my mom visits, she can stay here without inconveniencing anybody. And I should be going to my favorite place in the world soon. See, I'm still somewhat optimistic, right?
I love my bike. It means freedom. Except... I have absolutely nowhere to go. Ok, that's a little untrue, because I have to go to work in approximately half an hour. But, that's the last shift until who-knows-when. Hence the search for another job.
Goodness, I'm bored.
Weekends mean a lot more when you actually do stuff during the week.
Last night, my roommates and I went to eat dinner at this pizza place and then we saw The Vow in the dollar theater. It's been a very long time since I've seen a chick-flick in a theater- we're talking 2010. My reason, you ask? Freshman year: no money, no car, no bike. This year: my group of friends always went to go see awesome films like Sherlock Holmes 2 or whatever. I miss my friends. We had a really great year together. In fact, we practically became a family. I lived in the Foreign Language Housing this past year. Each language group had dinner together five nights a week. We also hung out a lot. There were times I liked them all, hated some of them for a minute, had to escape for a second, couldn't get enough... just like a family. There was always someone there, and people had your back. So, moving out last week was almost like leaving home for the second time. Frankly, it sucked. I miss them, and speaking German all the time, like crazy.
But hey, life isn't all doom and gloom. I'm going to one of my dearest friend's wedding reception tomorrow. And they will be living about a block away from me after they get back from the honeymoon. And I just happened to end up with my own room, so when my mom visits, she can stay here without inconveniencing anybody. And I should be going to my favorite place in the world soon. See, I'm still somewhat optimistic, right?
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