8.08.2011

Life and Observations at the Moment

Well, to start, my life is so much different than it was two weeks ago. I am in my new home, doing a new job, trying to get into a new school, and don't know ANYONE. Ahh the possibilities....

I just finished moving the last bins from my room into my garage and am realizing two things. 1) This is MY home, and 2) This is the perfect time for everything to be happening. My move was pretty smooth. My wonderful mother helped me not only organize my house, but also refinished this chair...

I LOVE this chair! It was the perfect addition to my living room. Other than that, I have tried to negotiate, barter, and beg everyone I love to come visit me (this of course, will not stop until they do).

Now, time for my latest observations. First on the list is this song I just heard "You Look Better with the Lights Off". I don't know about you, but I would be completely pissed off if anyone said, sang, or dedicated that song to me. Whoever thought that song was worth producing, is obviously some narcosis that relies on money to get anything beyond a hand shake.

This leads me to my next observation. Have you ever noticed that "poke" button on Facebook (what is that for anyways)? Well, I've decided that instead of a "dislike" button, they should launch a "punch" button. There are so many people that say the dumbest things on Facebook, I believe that figuratively "knocking sense into them", may just be the kind of therapy they need (especially seeing that by actually doing it will land you an assault charge). I know there may be some people that read this and think I am being a little extreme, but there will be a day that you will want to "like" this idea.

Happy Monday everyone!

7.10.2011

Quick Note: Sean Z

My brother Sean is probably one of the funniest people I know. Here is a little something about him:

The easiest way to make him happy, is to give him a "pop", working radio, and his buddy, "Ben". He is very picky about how long he wants to hold a conversation, but when he does, he has no problem with personal space. He knows one bad word (not sure where he learned it), and seems to use at the best moments.

The last 10 years, we've been able to celebrate his birthday in Bear Lake with everyone else celebrating the 4th of July (his birthday is July 3rd). Normally, we would do sparklers, but this year we forgot to bring them up. Declan asked Sean how we felt about not doing them, Sean's response "S***". Talk about comedic timing. To extend Sean's big 33 fun, we decided to do sparklers tonight instead. I'm excited to see what memories Sean will make for us.

Pictures to follow in next post.

7.05.2011

. : Update of Tid Bits : .

Over the past month I have finished school at AiSLC (received my third 4.0 in a row, very excited!), settled on a town home in Dallas, put in my notice at work, and accepted another position with our corporate company. Now I have to start packing up all my things over the next week or two, because my official move date is July 25. It is so close and my anxiety is starting to creep up on me. Good thing I had a long weekend in Bear Lake to ease myself into this month of ciaos.

This 4th of July weekend was BEAUTIFUL in Bear Lake. Unfortunately, Declan had to sit out on the absolutely perfect water we had because he got surgery on his knee two weeks ago, but he was a good sport to drive the boat for my dad and me. Below is a picture of the lake... no exaggeration, it was glass.

6.01.2011

Fat be gone? Don't mind if I do...

As I was looking at older pictures, it got me thinking about my weight. This sounds completely vain, but I was looking pretty good two years ago and then I packed on some serious "baggage". Reaching deeper into the pile of photos, I went back to the previous year before those days and realized I was quite beefy. The farther back I looked at pictures of myself, I started to notice a trend. Turns out, every year and a half, since high school, I have been losing and gaining the same 20lbs. So I did the math and it looks like this year I get to lose some weight! Now of course it will just happen magically. You know what? I won't even put up a fight. "Sure, go ahead take it. And could you give me a four-pack while your at it?" is what I'll respond when it comes knocking. Don't worry, I'll patiently wait for my "bibity bopity boo" moment. In the mean time, does anyone have a good recipe for cheesecake? :)

5.27.2011

Arranging a Date With Goodbye

Time seems to be ticking on, and with that, I am being forced into settling on a date. I keep saying the end of June or beginning of July, but now that it is almost June, I have to put a date on the calendar. Between finding an apartment in Dallas, finding some online courses for school, figuring things out with work, completing things at the Art Institute of SLC, and random design projects, it becomes overwhelming. So, this weekend is completely dedicated to stewing on the move date.

Looking at the possibilities, I am excited for this huge change. I feel like I need this. I don't have everything figured out, I barely have a plan. I just know that I have to push myself to get out of this rut. Who knew growing up meant growing out of our comfort zones? Thank heavens for my parents in this whole process.

To-Do List? Making a list of what I don't need to do seems a lot less overwhelming, and maybe a little more fun. We all need a moment of craziness to get back to what matters. I'm trying to decide if mine is this move or if I need one before the move, to get grounded again. Time will tell...

5.20.2011

...Sunshine, Please...

I can't believe it is passed the mid-way point in May. Furthermore, I can't believe we have only had 4 or 5 days of good weather. I have been supplementing natural sun rays with the tanning bed, possibly the best coping method I can find. I keep hoping that by thinking happy thoughts the clouds will part and we can officially welcome summer. I know the proper response is to say, "I'm thankful for the moisture", but I am also thankful for that giant ball of fire in the sky hidden behind these clouds. After watching season 2 or 3 of The Office, I'm pretty sure Michael researched the effects of winter weather and the workplace, and found depression could lead you to threats of jumping off a building. :) Oh, The Office... In case you want a refresher, click on the link below:


http://youtu.be/ulc3jT_eQx0

Have a happy Friday and a wonderful weekend!

5.04.2011

My Latest Controversy

What a day I have had. Please feel free to disregard this post if you don't want to read about someone seriously pissed off and needing to vent.

I officially HATE Ai SLC. I was told basically that if I have nothing nice to say, then don't say it all. This was all followed after I confirmed another classmates comment to a class full of Interior Design students that this program, at Ai SLC, is not accredited through an Interior Design Board like the ASID or NCIDQ. I have made multiple attempts to talk to the registrar, Dean, Financial Aid Officers, and on one occasion, the Creative Director, to request their help with making sure I'm making the right choices in classes to transfer into another program, and on multiple occasions ignored. Understanding this, guess who I get a phone call from tonight? The Dean and Creative Director. Yes, they finally made time to talk to me, but only to basically intimidate me into thinking that it isn't a big deal that the program isn't accredited. They down played the importance of it, and then flat out told me their admission folks are doing nothing wrong by helping the students sign their name on the doted line under the assumption that they are attending a program that is in fact accredited. Bottom line folks, the school is NOT accredited through CIDA, the board that ensures our educational requirements are being met at a school to pursue a successful career. I am pissed off that it took this to light a fire under their asses to take time to talk to me and then only to be threatened that I'm doing something in violation of the Student Code of Conduct by expressing my views and opinions.

To my "esteemed" educators: Guess what? This little blonde is NOT about to be quiet. Ever heard of free speech? You are on the brink of violating my constitutional right. Tread lightly, because I have too many examples that show your lack of concern for my education and I can't help but think there are many other students that feel the same way, including those even in other programs. While you are more concerned with your wallets and losing students because you misinformed them at the time of admission, I have had to deal with ignorant
teachers allowing anti-Mormon topics duing classrooms hours, teachers allowing slanderish conversations by other students about my faith, the teachers allowing vulgar language and assignment presentations because "we are an art school". As if the atmosphere isn't frustrating enough, I've continually had to follow up with teachers just to make sure they actually recorded assignments I had already turned in and had handed back. Truth of the matter is, I don't really care if these students stay with your program or not, but I do care that you are trying to make me look like I'm the one that is "misinformed" about anything, when I'm one of the few students that knew exactly what I was getting my self into because I researched it and asked questions. I asked so many questions, in fact, most of your staff were unable to answer them because they straight up did not know what I was asking. So, they did what any person would do, and set me up meetings with the Dean, Registrar, and Creative Director to help me get answers, but my meeting never happened because everytime I showed up I was told you all were too busy and that you needed to reschedule. This happened three times, and I finally gave up. Do you want to talk about Code of Conduct? Maybe you need to get your own crap figured out, before you start flinging it at anyone else.

Pissed off, doesn't even begin to describe how I felt during and after my 20 minute conversation. So, I decided to take it to my blog and vent my frustration. If anything else it is a good therapeutic exercise to organize my thoughts in case I ever have to have another conversation with them.