So I just got a call from my best friend in Georgia asking me about the new reality show on the WB that is taking place at UCF- where I use to go to school. Ummm, I had no idea what she was talking about so I looked it up and sure enough...its true.
Check it out http://www.thewb.com/Shows/GenericShow/0,11116,205734,00.html
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Coming around 3rd....almost home
So I made it. It's finally Wednesday and I have one more final to take tonight before I can mark myself down for one MBA semester under my belt. I can't believe I get to do this all over again next semester while working full-time. Lord help me.
I have definitely reached that "screw it" point in studying when you know you have studied as much as you can and even though you have 2 more hours before the final anything you do from here on out will only be detrimental. So to me, now its just the formality of actually taking the test. Note to self for next semester- do not organize a study group and give them your HOME number. I have now had 4 calls today from people with statistics questions. Im not the professor people, while I am willing to help of course, don't call my home at 8am and start asking me questions like its nothing (yes, that did actually happen and no I was not already awake).
I was telling my dad last night to picture a piece of rope on fire, with about 1/2 of a centimeter left before it completely burns out. Then I told him that rope was me. I think if I had to do one more day of school crap I would lose it.
On a good note though,
1)my hair is cut and dyed so I am feeling all sassy, which is nice
2)I found a cute cardigan and skirt on sale
3)There may be a Chris Carrabba look alike roaming the streets of NYC- thanks Heather!
4)and Im going home tomorrow to Florida to see my dog and my family--woooohooooo!!!
If Im not posting for the next couple of days, have a great weekend :)
I have definitely reached that "screw it" point in studying when you know you have studied as much as you can and even though you have 2 more hours before the final anything you do from here on out will only be detrimental. So to me, now its just the formality of actually taking the test. Note to self for next semester- do not organize a study group and give them your HOME number. I have now had 4 calls today from people with statistics questions. Im not the professor people, while I am willing to help of course, don't call my home at 8am and start asking me questions like its nothing (yes, that did actually happen and no I was not already awake).
I was telling my dad last night to picture a piece of rope on fire, with about 1/2 of a centimeter left before it completely burns out. Then I told him that rope was me. I think if I had to do one more day of school crap I would lose it.
On a good note though,
1)my hair is cut and dyed so I am feeling all sassy, which is nice
2)I found a cute cardigan and skirt on sale
3)There may be a Chris Carrabba look alike roaming the streets of NYC- thanks Heather!
4)and Im going home tomorrow to Florida to see my dog and my family--woooohooooo!!!
If Im not posting for the next couple of days, have a great weekend :)
Monday, December 13, 2004
My crazy imagination
It's amazing the kinds of things you can think about when you are alone in your apartment. Scary things. I've always been one to get freaked out by the possibilities of ghosts and what not since I was little. It's exciting and terrifying to me at the same time. I guess I'm weird.
When I lived in my last apartment in Florida, I lived alone, but the apartment wasn't really conducive to thinking like that- it was so bright and big, so after a scary movie or whatever I wasn't in the whole "scared to walk to my bedroom" mode. This apartment, however is a different story. The funny thing is that this apartment could probably fit in my last apartments living room. I don't know what it is, but its definitely more scary to be here alone than it was in my last place. I think it might be the fact that this place is over a 100 years old and everything in and around here reflects that. I can't help but think of all the other families and people that have lived in this apartment/building before I have. How many people spent Christmas and Thanksgiving right inside here, its weird.
Anyways, I don't know if you have seen it, but they have started showing the trailer for White Noise on tv. I saw this trailer about a month and a half ago and was truly scared to death. I was mostly scared because afterwards I was intrigued and started doing research on it and found much more than I wanted to know. Scary shit. So of course, the last thing I want to hear in this 100 year old apartment is that freaking commercial come on in the living room while I am all alone. Just hearing that voice say "Get out of my house" sends chills up my body.
So I start thinking. I wonder how much "white noise" is in this apartment? I mean its pretty damn old and who knows the stuff that went on here. Murder?Betrayal? I mean I am right down the block from Washington Square Park and I had no idea until like 2 months ago that was the place that they use to hang people...and the hanging tree is still there. Apparently there are also bodies buried below the park.
Of course there is no way in hell I would ever try this out, but I can't help but wonder.
When I lived in my last apartment in Florida, I lived alone, but the apartment wasn't really conducive to thinking like that- it was so bright and big, so after a scary movie or whatever I wasn't in the whole "scared to walk to my bedroom" mode. This apartment, however is a different story. The funny thing is that this apartment could probably fit in my last apartments living room. I don't know what it is, but its definitely more scary to be here alone than it was in my last place. I think it might be the fact that this place is over a 100 years old and everything in and around here reflects that. I can't help but think of all the other families and people that have lived in this apartment/building before I have. How many people spent Christmas and Thanksgiving right inside here, its weird.
Anyways, I don't know if you have seen it, but they have started showing the trailer for White Noise on tv. I saw this trailer about a month and a half ago and was truly scared to death. I was mostly scared because afterwards I was intrigued and started doing research on it and found much more than I wanted to know. Scary shit. So of course, the last thing I want to hear in this 100 year old apartment is that freaking commercial come on in the living room while I am all alone. Just hearing that voice say "Get out of my house" sends chills up my body.
So I start thinking. I wonder how much "white noise" is in this apartment? I mean its pretty damn old and who knows the stuff that went on here. Murder?Betrayal? I mean I am right down the block from Washington Square Park and I had no idea until like 2 months ago that was the place that they use to hang people...and the hanging tree is still there. Apparently there are also bodies buried below the park.
Of course there is no way in hell I would ever try this out, but I can't help but wonder.
Friday, December 10, 2004
I could be evil...at least I would be full
So its pouring rain here as it has been for the past few days and I am starving. Of course there is no appetizing food in the apartment because my whole "no need to buy groceries since you are going home" started a little too soon and I am now left with remnants of undesireables.
Then again, this is NYC, mecca of takeout, but can I really bring myself to order in knowing that someone will be out in this miserable weather because of my laziness? I picture some little guy on a bike, dodging the crazy traffic, rain pouring down his face, all so I can have my pad thai.
Damnit.
Stupid Conscience.
Looks like its peanut butter sandwich time.
Then again, this is NYC, mecca of takeout, but can I really bring myself to order in knowing that someone will be out in this miserable weather because of my laziness? I picture some little guy on a bike, dodging the crazy traffic, rain pouring down his face, all so I can have my pad thai.
Damnit.
Stupid Conscience.
Looks like its peanut butter sandwich time.
Hugh has done it to me again
Well I have officially watched "Love Actually" 15 times now since Thanksgiving. Am I a mental patient? No...but damn I love that movie. It just leaves you with such a happy feeling and you just want to go hug someone, preferably Hugh Grant or Colin Firth. 
I am still under the delusion that it is one of those movies that you can put on as "background noise" while you try to do other stuff around the apartment. Negative. I always end up standing in front of the tv for pretty much 75% of the movie because the whole movie is an "oh this is a good part" moment.
For those of you who have seen it, which love scenario is your favorite? I love all of them of course, but I really liked the part with Laura Linney, pehaps because it was the most relateable. When she is dancing with that guy to the Norah Jones song, ugh, such a good moment. Since that feeling she portrayed is so relateable to pretty much anyone who has been in love, I am wondering why her scenario was the only one with no real "resolution" at the end. All of the less realistic scenarios played out beautifully, but this one was left to our imagination. I wonder why.
Its another rainy day here in NYC and my weekend of studying is commencing. My roommate flew home this morning, there is no food in the apartment, and I have the motivation of an 80 year old turtle. This is not a good mix. I do have motivation however to dye my hair. Im thinking of going more for a warm chestnut color for Winter. What do you think?If you are really thinking of answering that question, I have a current pic in my profile. Thanks in advance.
I am still under the delusion that it is one of those movies that you can put on as "background noise" while you try to do other stuff around the apartment. Negative. I always end up standing in front of the tv for pretty much 75% of the movie because the whole movie is an "oh this is a good part" moment.
For those of you who have seen it, which love scenario is your favorite? I love all of them of course, but I really liked the part with Laura Linney, pehaps because it was the most relateable. When she is dancing with that guy to the Norah Jones song, ugh, such a good moment. Since that feeling she portrayed is so relateable to pretty much anyone who has been in love, I am wondering why her scenario was the only one with no real "resolution" at the end. All of the less realistic scenarios played out beautifully, but this one was left to our imagination. I wonder why.
Its another rainy day here in NYC and my weekend of studying is commencing. My roommate flew home this morning, there is no food in the apartment, and I have the motivation of an 80 year old turtle. This is not a good mix. I do have motivation however to dye my hair. Im thinking of going more for a warm chestnut color for Winter. What do you think?If you are really thinking of answering that question, I have a current pic in my profile. Thanks in advance.
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Praise the Lord
I got the job! I got the job! I got the job!
NBC hired me on the spot today to work in their Affiliate Promotions and Advertising Department starting January 3rd. Holy shit I am so freaking happy I could bust.
They were telling me all the stuff I would be doing, like making sure affiliate networks have the stuff they need to promote NBC shows, working on satellite feeds, websites, and they said something about script approvals for promotions that are aired. Man, there is no class I could take that is going to teach me what I will learn there. I can feel it in my bones that this internship is opening up a whole new path, and my life is ready to start sprinting down it.
I was so scared I wasn't going to get it because the competition is so fierce, what a relief. Next semester is going to be hell on earth- a full-time job AND going to school full-time. I don't even care, this is soooooooo worth it. Who needs a social life anyways right?
NBC hired me on the spot today to work in their Affiliate Promotions and Advertising Department starting January 3rd. Holy shit I am so freaking happy I could bust.
They were telling me all the stuff I would be doing, like making sure affiliate networks have the stuff they need to promote NBC shows, working on satellite feeds, websites, and they said something about script approvals for promotions that are aired. Man, there is no class I could take that is going to teach me what I will learn there. I can feel it in my bones that this internship is opening up a whole new path, and my life is ready to start sprinting down it.
I was so scared I wasn't going to get it because the competition is so fierce, what a relief. Next semester is going to be hell on earth- a full-time job AND going to school full-time. I don't even care, this is soooooooo worth it. Who needs a social life anyways right?
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
I was way off
Silly me, here I was thinking that you actually had to do coursework and pay a shitload to get your MBA....when in actuallity, I just have to be able to lick myself clean.
Check it
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Sunday, December 05, 2004
All you need is love
As with most holidays, but especially Christmas, there is one prominent theme: Love. As the holidays have unfolded around me I have been immersed in songs of love, movies about love, gifts of love...and its a great thing. I remember back when there were times I could find reasons to be bitter when I watched a couple kiss on a side street or stare at each other adoringly, but it is pretty apparent this year that I have grown up. 
. I guess I realized that I was never really bitter about couples in love, in fact, I just wanted to be a part of what looked like such a sublime feeling. I think for a while there I had some shitty experiences with guys, because looking back on what I thought were wonderful amazing times with a certain guy....they were in actuality nothing compared to the short amount of time I spent with a certain guy in the most recent months. Its amazing how when you think you are so in love with someone and you can't imagine ever loving anyone as much as you love them....and then it happens, you amazingly fall into a love that was never even conceivable up until that point in time. Some of you know what I am talking about, others are yet to experience it. Maybe I am still yet to experience it. I don't know.
What I do know is that you can't be mad at love for very long. It's like that face that your friend or sister makes that no matter how mad you are at them, you have to laugh. I have learned to grow patient with regards to love. I remember thinking when I was younger, doing as lots of girls do....making my life estimates. I imagined I would be engaged at 24, married at 25, and have kids at 28. Its funny because so many of us do this and I'm not sure why. Maybe it gives us some sense of definiteness, like its in our plans so it has to happen. Well I'm 25 now and I am not even close to being engaged and that doesn't scare me at all. It use to. I use to think that I needed to get out there and start taking dating seriously, because I never really have. Then the other part of me would argue the "if its meant to be, then it will be" statement. Do I pursue love or do I live my life and let love run into me? I am still conflicted.
The thing is though that love isn't just about your soulmate. It's family, it's friends, it's really anything you want it to be. Those who don't feel fulfilled because they aren't dating someone right now should not lose sight of all the love that IS out there, right in front of you. For me, love has been a lot of things recently. Love was seeing the happiness in the faces of my family over Thanksgiving. Love was laughing so hard with my sisters that we cried. Love was my mom's office surprising her last weekend and coming over to the house to do the gardening that she loves, but has been to sick to do. Love is having friends that ask you how your day was...every single day. Love was the old man dancing with his wife in the street earlier this evening.
Maybe I am just more of a romantic than I already thought.
. I guess I realized that I was never really bitter about couples in love, in fact, I just wanted to be a part of what looked like such a sublime feeling. I think for a while there I had some shitty experiences with guys, because looking back on what I thought were wonderful amazing times with a certain guy....they were in actuality nothing compared to the short amount of time I spent with a certain guy in the most recent months. Its amazing how when you think you are so in love with someone and you can't imagine ever loving anyone as much as you love them....and then it happens, you amazingly fall into a love that was never even conceivable up until that point in time. Some of you know what I am talking about, others are yet to experience it. Maybe I am still yet to experience it. I don't know.
What I do know is that you can't be mad at love for very long. It's like that face that your friend or sister makes that no matter how mad you are at them, you have to laugh. I have learned to grow patient with regards to love. I remember thinking when I was younger, doing as lots of girls do....making my life estimates. I imagined I would be engaged at 24, married at 25, and have kids at 28. Its funny because so many of us do this and I'm not sure why. Maybe it gives us some sense of definiteness, like its in our plans so it has to happen. Well I'm 25 now and I am not even close to being engaged and that doesn't scare me at all. It use to. I use to think that I needed to get out there and start taking dating seriously, because I never really have. Then the other part of me would argue the "if its meant to be, then it will be" statement. Do I pursue love or do I live my life and let love run into me? I am still conflicted.
The thing is though that love isn't just about your soulmate. It's family, it's friends, it's really anything you want it to be. Those who don't feel fulfilled because they aren't dating someone right now should not lose sight of all the love that IS out there, right in front of you. For me, love has been a lot of things recently. Love was seeing the happiness in the faces of my family over Thanksgiving. Love was laughing so hard with my sisters that we cried. Love was my mom's office surprising her last weekend and coming over to the house to do the gardening that she loves, but has been to sick to do. Love is having friends that ask you how your day was...every single day. Love was the old man dancing with his wife in the street earlier this evening.
Maybe I am just more of a romantic than I already thought.
Craptastic week
For those of you at work who happen along my blog to relieve yourself of the utter boredom of the workday, I apologize for my lack of posts. Ever since I got back from FL it seems like all hell has broken loose. Everything has just been such a pain in the ass this week. You know when you have one of those days where you are just completely clumsy and hit your arm on the door or stub your toe? Now remember how pissed off that makes you and couple it with dealing with incompetent people all week. Its a wonder I haven't punched something.
Oh update-I found out on Monday that I was beaten out by some other dude for the ESPN position....sucky. However, I had a great interview with NBC and was called back for a second one this Wednesday, woohoo!
Ann and I were feeling especially holiday-ish last night and decided to head over to Serendipity for dessert and then ice skating in Rockefeller Center. First of all, if you ever go to Serendipity, get the, shit, I forgot the name, let me look it up.........Forbidden Broadway Sundae. Good Lord, it was the best thing I have ever had- foodwise of course. I got about halfway through it and seriously thought I was going to vomit, but it would have been well worth it. It was kinda cool too because we ended up sitting at the same table that the movie Serendipity was filmed at, neato.
So anyways, after eating that monstrosity we head over to go ice skating. Now I've only been ice skating once and it was in Texas and boy did I suck at it. Plus, I have really bad ankles from basketball so I remember it hurting me really bad and not being able to do it for very long. Well we got there and just before we were about to head out on the ice the zambonee thing comes out to make it extra slick. Wonderful. Long story short I had SUCH a great time. I was laughing and falling, it was great. It was one of those things I had always wanted to do, but never really thought I would. Its kinda cool how Ive been crossing quite a few of those off my to-do list lately.
Closer came out yesterday and I really want to see it. Did anyone check it out yet? What did you think?
Every other night or so I wake up to something different. Either some dumbass is talking way too loud, someone slams a door, or similar things like that. Last night I woke up at 4:30 in the morning to someone blasting George Michael's "Faith", which was immediately followed by that "Blister in the Sun" song. Random.
Damnit, I had something I was going to write and then that stupid "dollup of daisy" sour cream commercial came on and now I'm blank.
Well this post is the result of what happens to my brain after 10 hours of studying accounting- bear with me, the semester is almost over.
Oh update-I found out on Monday that I was beaten out by some other dude for the ESPN position....sucky. However, I had a great interview with NBC and was called back for a second one this Wednesday, woohoo!
Ann and I were feeling especially holiday-ish last night and decided to head over to Serendipity for dessert and then ice skating in Rockefeller Center. First of all, if you ever go to Serendipity, get the, shit, I forgot the name, let me look it up.........Forbidden Broadway Sundae. Good Lord, it was the best thing I have ever had- foodwise of course. I got about halfway through it and seriously thought I was going to vomit, but it would have been well worth it. It was kinda cool too because we ended up sitting at the same table that the movie Serendipity was filmed at, neato.
So anyways, after eating that monstrosity we head over to go ice skating. Now I've only been ice skating once and it was in Texas and boy did I suck at it. Plus, I have really bad ankles from basketball so I remember it hurting me really bad and not being able to do it for very long. Well we got there and just before we were about to head out on the ice the zambonee thing comes out to make it extra slick. Wonderful. Long story short I had SUCH a great time. I was laughing and falling, it was great. It was one of those things I had always wanted to do, but never really thought I would. Its kinda cool how Ive been crossing quite a few of those off my to-do list lately.
Closer came out yesterday and I really want to see it. Did anyone check it out yet? What did you think?
Every other night or so I wake up to something different. Either some dumbass is talking way too loud, someone slams a door, or similar things like that. Last night I woke up at 4:30 in the morning to someone blasting George Michael's "Faith", which was immediately followed by that "Blister in the Sun" song. Random.
Damnit, I had something I was going to write and then that stupid "dollup of daisy" sour cream commercial came on and now I'm blank.
Well this post is the result of what happens to my brain after 10 hours of studying accounting- bear with me, the semester is almost over.
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