Jobs? Anyone?

Ha Ha. Yes. I still don't have a job. I apply and apply and apply and I've only heard back from two. "Thank you for sending us your application...blah blah blah...." I feel like a waste of space, seriously. I'm gonna go work at hooters or something.... I actually might be a personal chef, awesome huh? I don't know much about the job except I'll be making healthy easy meals for an overworked doctor. I'm excited to cook good healthy meals and such, if it works out.

Tampa has worked out fine so far, we are going to the beach tomorrow, so that's always a plus.

We do have new additions to the family, Boris and Ivan, russian dwarf hamsters, hence the name.... pictures to follow, maybe.... But I will take my awesome underwater camera and take some stunning pictures of tampa beach....

No Boston in sight....

Here it is September already. Usually about this time I would have started school. But not this year. I feel really sad about the fact that I'm not in school. We ended up in Tampa, FL. Truthfully it's such a long story.... I'm searching for a job and can't help but feel down since I've now been looking for at least two weeks. I guess I just have to be patient. I'm lonely I guess. I have Irish and everything, but I really miss the great friends I left behind. It makes me sad that everyone seems to get along without me just fine, and yet I'm here struggling for air. I miss Seymore. Her and I don't talk very much. She's busy starting school and juggling three jobs, so I always hesitate to call. And here I am, in Tampa. The weather is nice and the beach is beautiful, but it's really hard to replace a friend. I mean honestly Seymore is one in a million. I'll be lucky if I find someone half as good a friend.

Ok, ok, it's not so bad, I'm just a little down today. But we did eat at Olive Garden tonight, and that lifted my spirits. I just have to get used to it all....

BOSTON HERE WE COME! It's almost bittersweet to be leaving UT. I have family here and so many dear dear friends. I know the area, I can drive anywhere and know I will be relatively safe. I can leave my bike unlocked, the door unlocked ( although I don't EVER) and be relatively safe. Now about this Boston place. I have no idea. It's expensive. I don't know a soul there. I don't have a job or school. I'm a little bit scared. Ok, I'm a lot scared. But I will have Irish. But he'll be in school and I'll be playing little wifey.

But I'm also very excited. I'm ready to be done with Ut and BYU. But I don't want to leave the wonderful friends I have made here. Seymore, my dance team (even if they do drive me crazy!), and a few others. I have found the best friends I have ever had here, and although I know they will always be here and we will always be there for eachother, it won't ever be the same. Although I'm soo excited to leave my job but I also hate to leave. After three years, I'm comfortable here. I know the drill and have no problems gettin off work if I need to and know all the people.

Perhaps I'm too loyal. I stick with people even if they don't stick with me. And when I think about it it makes me sad. Finally when I have found friends that call me before I call them, that put some into the relationship, I'm leaving. I know I'll find new friends, but never any like these again. It's weird, going out with only Irish and not knowing anything about the area or the people or the food (cause that's prett y important you know.) But they tell me there's a farmers market in Boston. Maybe things won't be so bad.

things sure can change

It's been awhile. Dance ended up being really incredible and fun, we all grew really close. (but at least 12 hours a day and 5-6 days a week can do that to you). I'm sad that I have now jumped back into the working scene. It sucks knowing that for the rest of my life I will be working. Nomore care-free summer days. Irish and I are now preparing to embark on a very different journey than either of us could have imagined. Graduate school.

He will be going somewhere (not sure yet) to graduate in public health and from there to some third world country to change lives. It's crazy. I mean you grow up thinking that you want to change the world, to really make a difference, and I'm quickley finding that not many people do. But, here is our chance. We have a legitimate change to try to change the world. To improve the lives of so many across the world. What a crazy thing to think of. In just two years I might be in Africa testing water and teaching better health or in Russia teaching mom's how to take care of themselves and their babies. I mean I'm not going to grad school, I'm not going to learn what Irish is, but I will be involved. I have to be. I have to take my chance to change the world. It's pretty crazy to think about.

I don't know when or how I will graduate, I guess a lot of that depends on where we go. Don't worry, I'll finish, it's not good enough for me not to. But I am excited. New life, new places, new people. I can't believe it.

Recap

So it's been just about 7 months since Irish and I tied the knot, strange how fast time goes. And now for a short recap of what we have...(shall I say experienced?)...together. We moved into an apartment that was dirty and gross with pee on the toilet seat and a brown bathtub. (I know I've talked about it, I'm mentioning it again). I cleaned and cleaned and got us all moved in. The toilet overflowed, the towel rack broke once, was fixed and then broke again, mold began to emerge and show it's bright green evil head in our bathroom, three outlets in the kitchen stopped working (which is a big deal when there's only five), the garbage disposal stopped working and smelled, once fixed the garbage disposal leaked and leaked and was finally replaced. Our cable no longer works, the internet is dodgey, and Irish and I have come to the sad realization that we saw each other more when we were dating then we have as being married. Now please realize that since we live in an Apt building, management takes care of these things which is why they did a very bad job in fixing whatever was the problem with our apt....

But not all things have been bad, Irish was sick last week with the Rodo virus and I nursed him back to health. (Which was ABSOLUTELY no fun for him but a little fun for me-until I was so dog tired-because I got to see him 100% more than I usually get to) Irish also recently switched jobs so that now he will be getting home at 3:00 pm instead of 11:00 pm which makes my day happier. After becoming scuba certified last September, we finally went Scuba Diving, where we couldn't see a thing because large people who couldn't swim where kicking up the bottom and making the visibility terrible, but we still had fun. We learned that many of our friends are needy and cry and are "butt hurt" when we don't hang out with them when they want. I'm sorry I don't like bowling and you won't budge on doing anything else.

My dance team has gotten better, even though Irish still refuses to come and dance with me. It's ok, I understand that the men on my team are somewhat flamboyant and you have nothing in common with them. Also, the dances we are doing aren't as bad as I originally thought, yay for me!

I cut bangs, and Irish likes them, but he loves me so I think he would like really any thing I did to my hair. (Well, that's at least what I like to think....)

Over all I guess the first seven months haven't been so bad. We spent time with his family and mine and haven't driven eachother crazy (he at least hasn't driven me crazy although I'm sure I've pushed him pretty close to the edge). If our lives turn out to be this action-packed, I'm sure life will never be dull. At least I can hope right?

Team work

So, I'm on this dance team, which up until this week has been an absolute blast. And then they split the team into two smaller teams. What am I ever going to do? You know it's bad when they tell you "this dance is simple, but it has character." Great. Are you kidding me? You don't think I know what that means. Ever since Monday I've been asking myself, why didn't I just stick with running, I mean I could at least do that, you just plant your feet in front of you and off you go, but no, I had to try and dance. And look were it got me, I'm the worst one on the team. I suppose there has to be a worst and I guess it may as well be me....

It snowed today. Did I ever mention that I hate the winter, cause if I didn't I just want you to know that I do. I just want sun, and beach, and sand, and the pool, and shorts, and my summer shoes (which have been neglected for just about five months now). I know. It's the middle of January and winter is just kicking off. I know. But at least we broke our 15 day record of below freezing yesterday. Hip Hip hooray, a whole 33 degrees. But I guess it's a start.

Technology

Why is it that technology that is supposed to be helpful just never works. We have this new copier at work and I hate the dumb machine right now. I would love to just throw it out the window and laugh as it crashed onto the pavement below into thousands of plastic pieces. Why is it that we will spend more time and engery looking for the remote control than it would take to just get up and change the chanel. We are a lazy generation my friends. No more letter writing; actually, writing a letter takes too much time to write. Only emails and memos for us. I mean even journals are a thing of the past, everybody has a blog now. We can't even take the time to call someone, even though the power to lies right in our hands in the form of a very small electrical device. Nooo, we only have time to text message. I mean even research isn't even done by hand any more, it's all computerized. Everything is computerized. People walk around listening to music, very cool, but I think we are loosing touch with eachother. Human interaction is slowing becoming less and less. We get computers when we call our banks or for technical help, and if we do finally get a human being, they are someone who is half-way around the world from us. If we keep going, we'll eventually find a way to cut out human interaction completely. It scares me.

I mean, we as humans are social creatures, we need eachother. We could go our whole lives sitting right next to someone on the bus everyday and never say a word to them. That person could have been a lover, a best friend, a sister, but they remain a stranger. If we could only take time to care for eachother, or even just get to know eachother, how much could we learn and get from eachother. How much would the levels crime and hatred go down. I mean racial comments are only given because we don't know, or are afraid to get to know someone or something different. Maybe then the world wouldn't be so quick to find fault and be offended, or defensive if we would just find the time to know eachother. I mean where did the days go that something mean could be said, forgiven and then forgotten. We have learned to have grudges and then to hold onto them as if our lives depended on it. Every day we hear of some other mistake that someone has said. Just forgive and forget, and we'll all get along better. I mena no one is perfect. People make mistakes. Now a days, if we do make one small mistake, say one wrong word or phrase, it's off to therapy for us! And I think that's just a little ridiculous. You may think that I don't know what I am talking about. People have said offensive things to me. That's ok, they just don't know me. I mean why can't we all just get over ourselves and be friends, we all have something to contribute.

And, you know what, we're not going to always agree on EVERYTHING, we will never make EVERYONE happy. That's not who we are or who we were raised to be. Everyone has a different opinion, it is something we are entilted to, it's a right given to us in the constitution we are beginning to struggle to uphold. So don't be angry if someone thinks different, there's no reason to fight, just let it be. Maybe then more happiness could be found, and we would all have more friends instead of being cut off by the technology meant to make us closer.