The Silver Lining!
Things turned around real fast since my last blog entry. I'm back to where I was, and ten steps further towards where I want to be.
"And every time I try to go to where I really want to be, It's all ready where I am, cause I'm already there!!!!"
good song!
anyways. I played wii sports with my family yesterday. It really is a good game to pass the time and laugh with. My father's Mii is still on the system, and it made me uncomfortable to see it though. Him and I used to play golf all the time on the Wii down in the basement. We'd chit chat about all kinds of stuff, just like always. I'd start winning and He'd light up a smoke and come back. Competition head to head all the way to the end. We were really more alike than ever. I won all the wii tennis, and my mom and sister won all the bowling we did. haha! :)
I've been using the weight bench downstairs frequently, but I'm not feeling much results. I'll get tired and sore, but that soreness will last an hour at most, instead of all day like when I would accompany Mat to the Gym... I was shovelling snow today, the way I always did. I'd do one half and my father would do the other. I started on my half instinctively, but when I looked back, there was nothing but pale, frozen tundra. A very disheartening moment that was for me. I continued my half and finished it before I did his. The icy wind would have frozen my tears, were there any that made it to the surface. I looked over at Annete's driveway when I finished. I remembered working out with Mat, and how he pushed me to do more the same way my father did. "What do you say? still got enough in you to do this?" "Sure thing, let's do this!" And we would tackle the next obstacle in our path, father and son, an unstoppable force.
I went over to Annette's driveway and shoveled hers as well, remembering the last time I was there. I was much more sad, depressed, and especially confused the last time I was there. Good, I thought to myself. I'm sticking to my goal so far, to wake up a better person everyday than I was the last.
So get this, I'm doing Christmas shopping with Brittany and her Mother today and I get a phone call. It's the NMSU bookstore, saying they've accepted my application, and are willing to schedule an interview. Unfortunately for me, they are only scheduling interviews for the 28th and 29th of December, then training begins (if I'm hired.) I negotiated an appointment for the 29th at 2:00pm. If I go, I get a chance at becoming employed by a non-fast food establishment (another goal succeeded), I can finally say I'm employed, make some money and start paying off the massive college debt I owe my mother. (not to mention, afford to pay off any more speeding tickets without taking it out of the money I've saved up for Christmas shopping!) However, I had planned to stay here for New Years...I always celebrate it with my family. I had just spoke about how happy I was to not drive back to Las Cruces a few days ago. And then there's the entire risk that I don't even get employed after the interview! No risk, no reward, I suppose. This is definitely something I need to sleep on.
Brittany wasn't happy to hear the news. "You're not really going to go back are you?" "I've been trying to find a job for a long time. I might go, I don't know." Her entire demeanor changed. She was very excited and happy that I was christmas shopping with them. Now, she seemed...heartbroken. It makes me wonder how deep her feelings for me go. I felt bad. "You'll come back though, right?" "Training is a week long. But I hope so. I'll see you again before I leave, if that's the case."
It's been so long since I've had an interview. I don't exactly have to dress up in a shirt and tie to pitch my abilities as a freelancer you know. I can get and complete my job in just my boxer briefs. (Which I've done before!) I'll be nervous about it until tomorrow. I usually don't have a problem with public speaking or being judged. Thanks, Parkour.
I've apparently gathered a fan base for my midterm story. Specifically, Jenna fell in love with Shepard, Jes, Yvaine, and Raphael. And thanks to the creative writing class, I fell in love with writing again. I think I'll right some more when I get the chance. (yeah I started a sentence with 'and'. my bad.) Another thing about this job is that it throws a wrench in my entire plan to create an animation during break. I suppose it might be easier in the solitude of room Q28A...The whole reason my other animations were completed is because of solitude. I guess hobbies are supposed to excel during long hours of personal time.
I've got some pondering to do.
Dragoshi
"And every time I try to go to where I really want to be, It's all ready where I am, cause I'm already there!!!!"
good song!
anyways. I played wii sports with my family yesterday. It really is a good game to pass the time and laugh with. My father's Mii is still on the system, and it made me uncomfortable to see it though. Him and I used to play golf all the time on the Wii down in the basement. We'd chit chat about all kinds of stuff, just like always. I'd start winning and He'd light up a smoke and come back. Competition head to head all the way to the end. We were really more alike than ever. I won all the wii tennis, and my mom and sister won all the bowling we did. haha! :)
I've been using the weight bench downstairs frequently, but I'm not feeling much results. I'll get tired and sore, but that soreness will last an hour at most, instead of all day like when I would accompany Mat to the Gym... I was shovelling snow today, the way I always did. I'd do one half and my father would do the other. I started on my half instinctively, but when I looked back, there was nothing but pale, frozen tundra. A very disheartening moment that was for me. I continued my half and finished it before I did his. The icy wind would have frozen my tears, were there any that made it to the surface. I looked over at Annete's driveway when I finished. I remembered working out with Mat, and how he pushed me to do more the same way my father did. "What do you say? still got enough in you to do this?" "Sure thing, let's do this!" And we would tackle the next obstacle in our path, father and son, an unstoppable force.
I went over to Annette's driveway and shoveled hers as well, remembering the last time I was there. I was much more sad, depressed, and especially confused the last time I was there. Good, I thought to myself. I'm sticking to my goal so far, to wake up a better person everyday than I was the last.
So get this, I'm doing Christmas shopping with Brittany and her Mother today and I get a phone call. It's the NMSU bookstore, saying they've accepted my application, and are willing to schedule an interview. Unfortunately for me, they are only scheduling interviews for the 28th and 29th of December, then training begins (if I'm hired.) I negotiated an appointment for the 29th at 2:00pm. If I go, I get a chance at becoming employed by a non-fast food establishment (another goal succeeded), I can finally say I'm employed, make some money and start paying off the massive college debt I owe my mother. (not to mention, afford to pay off any more speeding tickets without taking it out of the money I've saved up for Christmas shopping!) However, I had planned to stay here for New Years...I always celebrate it with my family. I had just spoke about how happy I was to not drive back to Las Cruces a few days ago. And then there's the entire risk that I don't even get employed after the interview! No risk, no reward, I suppose. This is definitely something I need to sleep on.
Brittany wasn't happy to hear the news. "You're not really going to go back are you?" "I've been trying to find a job for a long time. I might go, I don't know." Her entire demeanor changed. She was very excited and happy that I was christmas shopping with them. Now, she seemed...heartbroken. It makes me wonder how deep her feelings for me go. I felt bad. "You'll come back though, right?" "Training is a week long. But I hope so. I'll see you again before I leave, if that's the case."
It's been so long since I've had an interview. I don't exactly have to dress up in a shirt and tie to pitch my abilities as a freelancer you know. I can get and complete my job in just my boxer briefs. (Which I've done before!) I'll be nervous about it until tomorrow. I usually don't have a problem with public speaking or being judged. Thanks, Parkour.
I've apparently gathered a fan base for my midterm story. Specifically, Jenna fell in love with Shepard, Jes, Yvaine, and Raphael. And thanks to the creative writing class, I fell in love with writing again. I think I'll right some more when I get the chance. (yeah I started a sentence with 'and'. my bad.) Another thing about this job is that it throws a wrench in my entire plan to create an animation during break. I suppose it might be easier in the solitude of room Q28A...The whole reason my other animations were completed is because of solitude. I guess hobbies are supposed to excel during long hours of personal time.
I've got some pondering to do.
Dragoshi