Accepted....
So...news and what not.
My birthday came and went. So I am officially 29. I still feel able to get up and do things...I dont need to be taking glucose supplements as of yet. That's good news, right?
Things to note: Work sucks. I do alot and get pretty much no recognition. I went nuclear at work because of a few unfair work situations, somehow my review was still good.
I got tickets to see Florence and the Machine for my birthday. Score. in Chicago. Double score.
My brothers marraige is still weird. I feel a bit worried for him. He's in Iraq, she's in afghanistan now...and she never wants to email him but is constantly updating her FB. weird.
I got accepted to Cornerstone University's MBA program. I'll probably start either the fall or spring. I am hoping fall...the sooner I get it started, the sooner I get finished, do my time at my current job, and find something that pays substantially more.
Is it weird that I am thinking about how much more money I will be making than Dan? there's a weird part of me that feels like he might see me as a cash cow. It's scary. Maybe I am just paranoid because I see/hear about all the wives that settle for people with good jobs.
My parents are having some sort of weird fit right now. My dad is tired of hearing me complain about chingo being a complete douche/me being broke from the stupid amount of rent I pay chingo/my worrying about how I will have a hard time to study because I A)have no space and B)chingo blares rockband until 1am some nights.
So they are thinking about buying me a house. Sure it would most likely be foreclosed, and I'd probably have to do some work to it, but it would be mine and eventually I would make it nice. I dont care if it's small if it's mine and clean on the inside. we'll see. I dont really trust it.
My birthday came and went. So I am officially 29. I still feel able to get up and do things...I dont need to be taking glucose supplements as of yet. That's good news, right?
Things to note: Work sucks. I do alot and get pretty much no recognition. I went nuclear at work because of a few unfair work situations, somehow my review was still good.
I got tickets to see Florence and the Machine for my birthday. Score. in Chicago. Double score.
My brothers marraige is still weird. I feel a bit worried for him. He's in Iraq, she's in afghanistan now...and she never wants to email him but is constantly updating her FB. weird.
I got accepted to Cornerstone University's MBA program. I'll probably start either the fall or spring. I am hoping fall...the sooner I get it started, the sooner I get finished, do my time at my current job, and find something that pays substantially more.
Is it weird that I am thinking about how much more money I will be making than Dan? there's a weird part of me that feels like he might see me as a cash cow. It's scary. Maybe I am just paranoid because I see/hear about all the wives that settle for people with good jobs.
My parents are having some sort of weird fit right now. My dad is tired of hearing me complain about chingo being a complete douche/me being broke from the stupid amount of rent I pay chingo/my worrying about how I will have a hard time to study because I A)have no space and B)chingo blares rockband until 1am some nights.
So they are thinking about buying me a house. Sure it would most likely be foreclosed, and I'd probably have to do some work to it, but it would be mine and eventually I would make it nice. I dont care if it's small if it's mine and clean on the inside. we'll see. I dont really trust it.