My dad gets here tomorrow!! I'm super excited. But also a little sad because my apartment is nowhere near decorated. So it's really just off-white everywhere. And I'm kind of embarassed to show it off. Sigh. My living room isn't even done yet! SAD.
I was talking to a friend of a friend who lived down here in Texas for a month, and Hurricane Ike basically sent him back to Illinois. So we were talking, as I drove him around campus one day, about him leaving. And then talked about how long I wanted to be here. And you know, I was just saying the average as a hall director is 2-3 years, usually no more than 3. Usually it's unhealthy to do more than 3! Anyway, so then we were talking about him packing up and what it would take for me to get home. So then he was saying, "Well it looks like leaving is already in your head." And I realized.. yeah, it's way back there. And I don't like that it's there. I mean, to a degree, it should be. But at the same time, no bueno. Unless somenthing drastic happens, I'm here for two years at least!
So Jess... don't focus on leaving in two years. Focus on what you are doing, and what you can do and will do while you're there. I know you keep saying two years, but who on earth knows where two years will bring you. Keep that open mind-- I know I told you all the time, but I want you to remember that too..
Hi Kim! I hope Medusa turned out amazing. Show pictures!!
Love you both. <3
October 30, 2008
October 29, 2008
Blog blog blog
So, I was looking at our blogs and realized that we need to have 2 more by Friday. This is because we've had 8 blogs a couple months but never 9. So, I'm challenging us to beat the record. It's been really nice weather here the past couple days!!! Like 70-72! It's like mini San Diego. I also love love love my job. My mom asked me if that means I will want to stay in Utah. I had to inform her that although I love it, all good things must come to an end...and this is no different....that's my piece of advice for the day! Off to read a book! LOVE! Miss you guys!
October 23, 2008
Listy Listy
Since making a list seems to be the popular thing...
1. I left work today at 10:30pm. Yuck. I hate that I have a 60 hour a week job but only get paid for 40 hours. Boo.
2. I had a political discussion with my students yesterday. They can't believe that I would be so conservative as to vote for the alcohol ban on the beaches. Ha! I laughed at that one. If only they knew...
3. One month until Thanksgiving Week and I couldn't be more excited.
4. I went apple picking last weekend with my sister and her bf. I'm pretty sure it was the most exciting thing I've done in three months. Is that pathetic?
5. Agreed about the friends. I feel like I don't have anyone here. I mean really...who would I call in case of emergency? Jerome? Honestly, he would be the top of my list right now. Awwwwkwwwaaaard.
6. I was a total beast to my student assistant today. I was frustrated and I took it out on him. And now I feel terrible.
7. We're doing a coloring contest in my office for Halloween. Lovin' it!
8. It's Homecoming on Saturday. And I can't wait for it to be over.
9. I've been very anxious lately because of some medical tests I had done two weeks ago. And I haven't heard results...which only makes me more anxious. I won't get into details yet, but please just keep me in your thoughts. I promise it's not life threatening.
10. I just feel like I needed a nice even list.
P.S. I'm listening to music right now and the song playing is "Your Kiss is On My List" by Hall and Oates. Haha. Lists.
1. I left work today at 10:30pm. Yuck. I hate that I have a 60 hour a week job but only get paid for 40 hours. Boo.
2. I had a political discussion with my students yesterday. They can't believe that I would be so conservative as to vote for the alcohol ban on the beaches. Ha! I laughed at that one. If only they knew...
3. One month until Thanksgiving Week and I couldn't be more excited.
4. I went apple picking last weekend with my sister and her bf. I'm pretty sure it was the most exciting thing I've done in three months. Is that pathetic?
5. Agreed about the friends. I feel like I don't have anyone here. I mean really...who would I call in case of emergency? Jerome? Honestly, he would be the top of my list right now. Awwwwkwwwaaaard.
6. I was a total beast to my student assistant today. I was frustrated and I took it out on him. And now I feel terrible.
7. We're doing a coloring contest in my office for Halloween. Lovin' it!
8. It's Homecoming on Saturday. And I can't wait for it to be over.
9. I've been very anxious lately because of some medical tests I had done two weeks ago. And I haven't heard results...which only makes me more anxious. I won't get into details yet, but please just keep me in your thoughts. I promise it's not life threatening.
10. I just feel like I needed a nice even list.
P.S. I'm listening to music right now and the song playing is "Your Kiss is On My List" by Hall and Oates. Haha. Lists.
October 22, 2008
Slacker....
That's what I feel like being. I'm totally wiped, but I have to edit this silly assessment book.
1. I love my job...
2. I know how ya feel, Megan, about the friends thing. I want to have one good friend in Utah...here friendy friendy friendy...
3. I kinda may have a boy
4. He may live in Arkansas gah
5. Marilee is coming this weekend woo!
6. There is no way that I'll have the book edited by then like she wants me to.
7. It's freaking cold in Utah.
8. I'm almost to 10 and then I'm stopping
9. I go to Jacksonville to present at ASHE in a couple weeks
10. Anyone want to clean my house?
October 21, 2008
Lavender Fizz Ball
1. Lavender fizz bath balls from WalMart are neat. You throw them in as the tub's filling up, and it goes crazy and turns your water all purple. Fun!
2. The last two days have been... well, RIDIC.
3. This is among several of the times where I've wondering what I'm doing in this position... like, for real.
4. On the plus side, my supervisor, his supervisor, and our Director all say I'm doing very well, and that my building has never been as good as shape as it is in now (judicials, alcohol issues, drug issues, etc.).
5. Two months yesterday and I get to go home!
6. That seems soooo far away. :(
7. I feel that it's some days like today (and yesterday, and a few days last week) that I need to come home to a slobbery, fuzzball puppy/dog, just someone to greet me and cheer me up when I need it most.
8. I guess I'm kind of lonely sometimes. Okay, a lot of times. I have friends, I do, but there are times I still feel like I'm struggling to find anyone to call a real good friend around here. It took awhile in San Diego, but it's kind of important.
9. I'm going to see Boys Like Girls, Gavin DeGraw, Metro Station and Blue October in December! Woo! $30. :)
10. Oh, and TAI was amazing. ♥
11. I think that's it.
Sigh.
2. The last two days have been... well, RIDIC.
3. This is among several of the times where I've wondering what I'm doing in this position... like, for real.
4. On the plus side, my supervisor, his supervisor, and our Director all say I'm doing very well, and that my building has never been as good as shape as it is in now (judicials, alcohol issues, drug issues, etc.).
5. Two months yesterday and I get to go home!
6. That seems soooo far away. :(
7. I feel that it's some days like today (and yesterday, and a few days last week) that I need to come home to a slobbery, fuzzball puppy/dog, just someone to greet me and cheer me up when I need it most.
8. I guess I'm kind of lonely sometimes. Okay, a lot of times. I have friends, I do, but there are times I still feel like I'm struggling to find anyone to call a real good friend around here. It took awhile in San Diego, but it's kind of important.
9. I'm going to see Boys Like Girls, Gavin DeGraw, Metro Station and Blue October in December! Woo! $30. :)
10. Oh, and TAI was amazing. ♥
11. I think that's it.
Sigh.
October 14, 2008
Here Fishy Fishy
I've had my first real "fishbowl" moment.
Given that I was never an RA, I can only say that I understand the concept of being in the fishbowl. Until now. I've officially been the fish being stalked by the cat from looking over the top into the water. But I've admitted it. I've talked to my supervisor about it. And I've definitely, sooo definitely, learned from it.
The story, you ask? Wellll, you know how birthdays go. *guilty face* So when Tina was here visiting, we went out to Austin and 6th Street (oooh infamous 6th Street) for my birthday. A bunch of my co-workers came, my family friend (Bethany) came, it was a good time. But, seriously, I haven't been drunk since... May. More like March, probably. So Megan had a little too much fun... wayyyyy too quick. Whew. So needless to say, we go upstairs (really? Stairs? At a large bar? Dumb.) to dance, and we dance for a little bit, and my knee gives. Not likeI'll-be-back-up-in-five-minutes-gives, but gives. Like I can't stand, can't walk, can't do nothing. So I drunkenly stumble to a chair, at which point some crazy hippie (yay Austin) asks my friends if I'll be okay, they say my knee's given out, and he asks if he can make it better. So he puts his hand on my knee and stars bowing and does this crazy chant thing. Haha, hooray Austin. So I sit a little while longer, we chill a little while, and then we go back downstairs (why? I don't know), where I sit down at a table with my co-worker's friend (who's been staying with her since he was a Galveston evacuee, so we all know him well), where I proceed to vom all on the floor. *blush* He moved a little, just to hide the fact that I was puking at this bar. Classy, I know. So at some point, we get up to leave. Nick, Galveston Boy, carries me five blocks to the car. And we drive home-- at which point I'm pretty sure really-drunk goes to really-trashed, and yet again I vom all over the side of the highway (side note: ten points for me, though, because unlike Loralie's car, this car made it home clean. Oh, Kim. Yes, I was that beyond drunk, like that one night at the Lamplighter). And then make it home.
And then... damnit, I have to get up the stairs, across my lobby, and down some stairs to get to my apartment! But of course my smoker community is chilling on their picnic table out front, two of my RAs are in the lobby about to start their last round, and yay. So Tina tries to play off as the really drunk one, whereas my knee had just given out (which is true, I still couldn't walk at this point). And somehow made it to my apartment. Um. Yeah.
So I had a conversation with my supervisor yesterday during my 1:1 because one of my residents kind of called me out last week. Ha. Lovely. So I just told my supervisor that I was wayyy beyond embarassed, especially once resident called me out. And he was totally understanding, saying that you know, we've all been there at some point, and unlike your underage resident, you're of age! So yeah. Difficult conversation over, embarassment still remains a little bit, but... okay.
Anyway. The adventures of Megan to continue. *blush again* Sigh.
Given that I was never an RA, I can only say that I understand the concept of being in the fishbowl. Until now. I've officially been the fish being stalked by the cat from looking over the top into the water. But I've admitted it. I've talked to my supervisor about it. And I've definitely, sooo definitely, learned from it.
The story, you ask? Wellll, you know how birthdays go. *guilty face* So when Tina was here visiting, we went out to Austin and 6th Street (oooh infamous 6th Street) for my birthday. A bunch of my co-workers came, my family friend (Bethany) came, it was a good time. But, seriously, I haven't been drunk since... May. More like March, probably. So Megan had a little too much fun... wayyyyy too quick. Whew. So needless to say, we go upstairs (really? Stairs? At a large bar? Dumb.) to dance, and we dance for a little bit, and my knee gives. Not likeI'll-be-back-up-in-five-minutes-gives, but gives. Like I can't stand, can't walk, can't do nothing. So I drunkenly stumble to a chair, at which point some crazy hippie (yay Austin) asks my friends if I'll be okay, they say my knee's given out, and he asks if he can make it better. So he puts his hand on my knee and stars bowing and does this crazy chant thing. Haha, hooray Austin. So I sit a little while longer, we chill a little while, and then we go back downstairs (why? I don't know), where I sit down at a table with my co-worker's friend (who's been staying with her since he was a Galveston evacuee, so we all know him well), where I proceed to vom all on the floor. *blush* He moved a little, just to hide the fact that I was puking at this bar. Classy, I know. So at some point, we get up to leave. Nick, Galveston Boy, carries me five blocks to the car. And we drive home-- at which point I'm pretty sure really-drunk goes to really-trashed, and yet again I vom all over the side of the highway (side note: ten points for me, though, because unlike Loralie's car, this car made it home clean. Oh, Kim. Yes, I was that beyond drunk, like that one night at the Lamplighter). And then make it home.
And then... damnit, I have to get up the stairs, across my lobby, and down some stairs to get to my apartment! But of course my smoker community is chilling on their picnic table out front, two of my RAs are in the lobby about to start their last round, and yay. So Tina tries to play off as the really drunk one, whereas my knee had just given out (which is true, I still couldn't walk at this point). And somehow made it to my apartment. Um. Yeah.
So I had a conversation with my supervisor yesterday during my 1:1 because one of my residents kind of called me out last week. Ha. Lovely. So I just told my supervisor that I was wayyy beyond embarassed, especially once resident called me out. And he was totally understanding, saying that you know, we've all been there at some point, and unlike your underage resident, you're of age! So yeah. Difficult conversation over, embarassment still remains a little bit, but... okay.
Anyway. The adventures of Megan to continue. *blush again* Sigh.
October 1, 2008
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