A Trip, A Change, A Thought or Two

A few close friends from college and I just returned from an amazing spring break trip to Las Vegas. :) It's the first time I have been back to the city of sin and I'm old enough to enjoy all of the fine things it has to offer. I gambled a bit, and in total won no more than a dollar. I never said Lady Luck was my friend, or on my side for that matter. My friend, Kate on the other hand... put in $20.00 into one slot machine and came out with $200.00! We were all jealous, naturally.

I loved the weather out there, the party like atmosphere, and in general, people are so much friendlier out west than in my neck of the woods. And, not presumptuous at all. Just talkative, helpful, folks! I would love to move out west... maybe Washington, Arizona, or California, I'm tired of the flat lands and the cold, harsh, winters I have experienced most of my life in the Midwest.

My friends and I ate delicious food, had wonderful yard long daiquiri's and margaritas from Jimmy Buffett's Margaritaville! Tabitha and I went to the Body Museum at the Luxor on the strip. The Luxor is one of my favorite hotels. I add that to The Flamingo (we had a chance to experience their pool), and The Golden Nugget (right off Fremont St. that's where we stayed to save money).

The Body Museum was by far one of the most fascinating exhibits on the human body I have ever seen. The body is a well oiled machine when all of our cells multiply correctly and keep us healthy on the inside and outside. But, when cells mutate, chromosomes change, and organs begin to behave on their own accord. It seems that the body can become a prison of sorts. I see this with my aging family members, and it's painful to watch. That's for another blog, though.

Vegas has a lot to offer. You can sit at the pool drinking the tastiest beverages I have had in a long while (they make them strong, of course), you can walk and shop along the strip, explore the amazing hotels during the day and at night. There is so much people traffic, that people watching is a sport unto itself. I could be entertained in just observing the different types of folks that venture to the city of sin. And, they do come in all different shapes and sizes!

My girls and I (Tabitha, Kate, and myself) took a 'special class' that I dare not mention too much of here. (in case of potential employers prying eyes, or past coworkers, what have you ;). I will say it was a feminine powered class and it let our inner 'kittens' out! It gave ladies the power to own their bodies fully and maintain control. This is something I need to work on myself. I have control of what I want to do. No one else can force you or put you in situations that you're uncomfortable with. That goes for dealing with creeps ladies! NO MEANS NO!!! Anywho, it was fun. Just saying.

Kate, her boyfriend- Morgan, and I (Tabitha sadly took an early flight out :( spent our last day at The Flamingo pool. It was too cold for comfort, but the heat that day was off the charts, so it cooled our bodies from the dry desert air. We sat poolside for hours sipping from hot pink plastic cups, and dancing to the dj's fun music. It was opening day for the pool, so it was pretty busy. We met an amazing group of people there! They work for an internet company based out of New York. I don't want to mention their name, just for privacy purposes. But, if any of you read this... you guys were super friendly, and we really wished we could've stayed an extra night to hang out with you all. :D They seemed like a fun crew to party with. :D

I was pretty depressed coming back to IL. Gray skies, and cold air awaited me. Gross. Something has got to change eventually.

I also have a new temporary position with a company that sells wedding albums. Again, I will not mention the name here. I am the front desk receptionist. So, I'm basically the first line of defense when it comes to incoming phone calls, as well as greeting the customers when they come in to pick up the albums. So far, so good. I'm just glad I have a job right now, and am able to pay off those nasty student loans that will loom over my head for many years to come.

I guess that's all I feel like writing about right now. Enjoy the pics. Feel free to comment, question, whatever.

That's all she wrote.

A Trip, A Change, A Thought or Two

A few close friends from college and I just returned from an amazing spring break trip to Las Vegas. :) It's the first time I have been back to the city of sin and I'm old enough to enjoy all of the fine things it has to offer. I gambled a bit, and in total won no more than a dollar. I never said Lady Luck was my friend, or on my side for that matter. My friend, Kate on the other hand... put in $20.00 into one slot machine and came out with $200.00! We were all jealous, naturally.

I loved the weather out there, the party like atmosphere, and in general, people are so much friendlier out west than in my neck of the woods. And, not presumptuous at all. Just talkative, helpful, folks! I would love to move out west... maybe Washington, Arizona, or California, I'm tired of the flat lands and the cold, harsh, winters I have experienced most of my life in the Midwest.

My friends and I ate delicious food, had wonderful yard long daiquiri's and margaritas from Jimmy Buffett's Margaritaville! Tabitha and I went to the Body Museum at the Luxor on the strip. The Luxor is one of my favorite hotels. I add that to The Flamingo (we had a chance to experience their pool), and The Golden Nugget (right off Fremont St. that's where we stayed to save money).

The Body Museum was by far one of the most fascinating exhibits on the human body I have ever seen. The body is a well oiled machine when all of our cells multiply correctly and keep us healthy on the inside and outside. But, when cells mutate, chromosomes change, and organs begin to behave on their own accord. It seems that the body can become a prison of sorts. I see this with my aging family members, and it's painful to watch. That's for another blog, though.

Vegas has a lot to offer. You can sit at the pool drinking the tastiest beverages I have had in a long while (they make them strong, of course), you can walk and shop along the strip, explore the amazing hotels during the day and at night. There is so much people traffic, that people watching is a sport unto itself. I could be entertained in just observing the different types of folks that venture to the city of sin. And, they do come in all different shapes and sizes!

My girls and I (Tabitha, Kate, and myself) took a 'special class' that I dare not mention too much of here. (in case of potential employers prying eyes, or past coworkers, what have you ;). I will say it was a feminine powered class and it let our inner 'kittens' out! It gave ladies the power to own their bodies fully and maintain control. This is something I need to work on myself. I have control of what I want to do. No one else can force you or put you in situations that you're uncomfortable with. That goes for dealing with creeps ladies! NO MEANS NO!!! Anywho, it was fun. Just saying.

Kate, her boyfriend- Morgan, and I (Tabitha sadly took an early flight out :( spent our last day at The Flamingo pool. It was too cold for comfort, but the heat that day was off the charts, so it cooled our bodies from the dry desert air. We sat poolside for hours sipping from hot pink plastic cups, and dancing to the dj's fun music. It was opening day for the pool, so it was pretty busy. We met an amazing group of people there! They work for an internet company based out of New York. I don't want to mention their name, just for privacy purposes. But, if any of you read this... you guys were super friendly, and we really wished we could've stayed an extra night to hang out with you all. :D They seemed like a fun crew to party with. :D

I was pretty depressed coming back to IL. Gray skies, and cold air awaited me. Gross. Something has got to change eventually.

I also have a new temporary position with a company that sells wedding albums. Again, I will not mention the name here. I am the front desk receptionist. So, I'm basically the first line of defense when it comes to incoming phone calls, as well as greeting the customers when they come in to pick up the albums. So far, so good. I'm just glad I have a job right now, and am able to pay off those nasty student loans that will loom over my head for many years to come.

I guess that's all I feel like writing about right now. Enjoy the pics. Feel free to comment, question, whatever.

That's all she wrote.

Indeed

Well, my good friend Liz and I had a joint 25th birthday party this year. We had it on her actual day, mine was a week earlier, but it fell on a Sunday. Everyone had a great time. We went to Cortland's Garage downtown and I highly recommend it to everyone. It has a great atmosphere. Relaxed and fun all at the same time. We used Emporer Limo services, their limos were absolutely amazing. Enough room for everyone, great music, and the floor lit up to the beat. I would definitely utilize them again! (hopefully they won't hate me because we left miller lite in the back... I bought a 24 pack and my friends were unable to finish it because we got there so quickly) ooops. Hopefully the people after us drank it and put it to good use. :) Oh well, shit happens.

I ripped my skirt so far up, my cheeks almost glistened all the way through. And, no... I'm not talking about my face. I am a fool when it comes to dresses, skirts, and delicate clothing for women. I am a natural tomboy by choice. I prefer t shirts, jeans, and hoodies over make up everyday and looking fancy pantsy. But, it was my 25th, so I had to look somewhat nice, I guess. My fool self forgot to pull the skirt UP as I climbed into the limo. I am short, limo is tall, you can figure out the rest. I was pretty upset. I get irritated at dumb things, I'm a girl... really.. what do you expect?

As the evening continued the skirt did rip more and more, but luckily it got worse right when the bar closed, and I had a jacket to cover up any inappropriate body parts. I don't remember how much I had to drink that night, and I don't care. No one got sick, everyone socialized with everyone else and they told me over and over again how much fun they had. :) That made me feel good. I have different groups of friends that don't always mesh well together. Most of the time I keep them separate. But, when its a large event.. they have to suck it up and deal.

I think next year I will aim for a low key birthday, but for the 30th... watch out. I want to do something amazing for that. :)

After that kickass time, I have been applying to jobs everyday since the last one let me go. I am not happy that the temp agency I used hasn't called me with any leads yet. I'm not so sure I want to continue using them in the future. If push comes to shove and I really can't find anything in the next few months, then I will use them again. But, overall.. .I hate temp agencies. They never call you, I always have to leave them voicemails, they change interview days/times... it's just a hassle overall. I hate it when they ask me 'Can you be ready in a half hour?' and I have to rush to an interview. Slap on some make up, grab my updated resume, and dress all professional. What is that? I like prepping for interviews beforehand. Not trying to beat traffic just to get there. Absolutely ridiculous.

I have already received countless rejection emails in my inbox. No surprise really. No one seems to hire entry level positions these days. It doesn't make any sense. They don't want to pay you all that much, but yet they want people with 5-10 years experience in the field that I am trying to get into. What the hell is that about? How in the hell am I supposed to gain experience, if no one will hire me so I can place it on my precious, precious, little resume? What is this game that employment agencies play with people? Because that's all it looks like really. ONE BIG FUCKING GAME. Pardon my French.

I really hope things start to improve. To keep myself positive mentally, I am going to eat healthier, attempt to get to bed at a normal time. ATTEMPT I say. And, work out at the local park district 2-3 days a week. Release those precious endorphins. Huzzah!

I am still proudly single and shall remain thus. Recently I have been hanging out with a previous co worker of mine (Dima) :) If it goes somewhere it does, if not.. I'm sure he and I will still remain friends at the very least. He's a good guy, and I do care about him. I'm sure he knows that. I just don't want any titles right now. No confining 'boyfriend/girlfriend' bullcrap. I'm done playing that role in life for now. All it leads to is disappointment in the love game itself. Whatevs. I'm young, and I want to stay that way as long as I can.

I also want to try my hand at acting. I would love to audition for horror movies but the way my life is going, who knows at this stage in the game. If I can land a job, I wouldn't mind taking acting classes on the side... just to let some steam off.

That's all she wrote. For now.

Indeed

Well, my good friend Liz and I had a joint 25th birthday party this year. We had it on her actual day, mine was a week earlier, but it fell on a Sunday. Everyone had a great time. We went to Cortland's Garage downtown and I highly recommend it to everyone. It has a great atmosphere. Relaxed and fun all at the same time. We used Emporer Limo services, their limos were absolutely amazing. Enough room for everyone, great music, and the floor lit up to the beat. I would definitely utilize them again! (hopefully they won't hate me because we left miller lite in the back... I bought a 24 pack and my friends were unable to finish it because we got there so quickly) ooops. Hopefully the people after us drank it and put it to good use. :) Oh well, shit happens.

I ripped my skirt so far up, my cheeks almost glistened all the way through. And, no... I'm not talking about my face. I am a fool when it comes to dresses, skirts, and delicate clothing for women. I am a natural tomboy by choice. I prefer t shirts, jeans, and hoodies over make up everyday and looking fancy pantsy. But, it was my 25th, so I had to look somewhat nice, I guess. My fool self forgot to pull the skirt UP as I climbed into the limo. I am short, limo is tall, you can figure out the rest. I was pretty upset. I get irritated at dumb things, I'm a girl... really.. what do you expect?

As the evening continued the skirt did rip more and more, but luckily it got worse right when the bar closed, and I had a jacket to cover up any inappropriate body parts. I don't remember how much I had to drink that night, and I don't care. No one got sick, everyone socialized with everyone else and they told me over and over again how much fun they had. :) That made me feel good. I have different groups of friends that don't always mesh well together. Most of the time I keep them separate. But, when its a large event.. they have to suck it up and deal.

I think next year I will aim for a low key birthday, but for the 30th... watch out. I want to do something amazing for that. :)

After that kickass time, I have been applying to jobs everyday since the last one let me go. I am not happy that the temp agency I used hasn't called me with any leads yet. I'm not so sure I want to continue using them in the future. If push comes to shove and I really can't find anything in the next few months, then I will use them again. But, overall.. .I hate temp agencies. They never call you, I always have to leave them voicemails, they change interview days/times... it's just a hassle overall. I hate it when they ask me 'Can you be ready in a half hour?' and I have to rush to an interview. Slap on some make up, grab my updated resume, and dress all professional. What is that? I like prepping for interviews beforehand. Not trying to beat traffic just to get there. Absolutely ridiculous.

I have already received countless rejection emails in my inbox. No surprise really. No one seems to hire entry level positions these days. It doesn't make any sense. They don't want to pay you all that much, but yet they want people with 5-10 years experience in the field that I am trying to get into. What the hell is that about? How in the hell am I supposed to gain experience, if no one will hire me so I can place it on my precious, precious, little resume? What is this game that employment agencies play with people? Because that's all it looks like really. ONE BIG FUCKING GAME. Pardon my French.

I really hope things start to improve. To keep myself positive mentally, I am going to eat healthier, attempt to get to bed at a normal time. ATTEMPT I say. And, work out at the local park district 2-3 days a week. Release those precious endorphins. Huzzah!

I am still proudly single and shall remain thus. Recently I have been hanging out with a previous co worker of mine (Dima) :) If it goes somewhere it does, if not.. I'm sure he and I will still remain friends at the very least. He's a good guy, and I do care about him. I'm sure he knows that. I just don't want any titles right now. No confining 'boyfriend/girlfriend' bullcrap. I'm done playing that role in life for now. All it leads to is disappointment in the love game itself. Whatevs. I'm young, and I want to stay that way as long as I can.

I also want to try my hand at acting. I would love to audition for horror movies but the way my life is going, who knows at this stage in the game. If I can land a job, I wouldn't mind taking acting classes on the side... just to let some steam off.

That's all she wrote. For now.

No Trabajo Para Mi

Read it and weep.
I was let go from my temp position last Friday.
It is what it is. Just didn't meet sales 'standards' or whatever.
So, now it's back to square one. Must find a job, must pay off my loans, bills, etc.
I also have a sinus infection. What a lovely good bye present.

Here ya go... you suck.... now hack up a lung bitch!

In other news, my birthday is in a few days, and I'm excited to party with my family and friends. :)

Not giving up. Because I just don't.

That's all. For now.

HOORAY FOR THE 2012 PUPPY BOWL: <3

No Trabajo Para Mi

Read it and weep.
I was let go from my temp position last Friday.
It is what it is. Just didn't meet sales 'standards' or whatever.
So, now it's back to square one. Must find a job, must pay off my loans, bills, etc.
I also have a sinus infection. What a lovely good bye present.

Here ya go... you suck.... now hack up a lung bitch!

In other news, my birthday is in a few days, and I'm excited to party with my family and friends. :)

Not giving up. Because I just don't.

That's all. For now.

HOORAY FOR THE 2012 PUPPY BOWL: <3

It Gets Better, Right?

I have a day off today. It's nice having that in the middle of the week sometimes. I just need a day to myself, so I can sit around, veg in front of the TV, think, and blog. Lately, I've been thinking about all kinds of things. Where is my life going? Am I where I want to be? What do I want to accomplish out of this thing? Well, here are a few of the answers.

My life has been stagnant for a long time.

I am not where I want to be. I am almost 25 years old, and am thankful I have a job so
I can feel some type of independence, but at this stage in the game, I shouldn't be relying on my Mom as much as I do financially. It isn't fair to her, she has enough crap going on. Stuff I dare not write here, because that wouldn't be right.

I have accomplished one thing. I did earn my B.A. from ISU. Now, I'm not saying that isn't a good thing. But, it really hasn't done anything for me. I've worked in the food industry, in the insurance industry, in customer service.... none of that pertains to anything I studied for 4 years. All of the time, effort, tears, stress, and most importantly money pouring from my parent's bank accounts for 3 years and mine for the final 4th year. What the hell has it done?

If my Dad could see me now, I know he would be happy that I HAVE a job, and very entertained by the stories no doubt, but both he and my Mom want more for me out of this life. I WANT MORE FOR ME. But, I don't try as hard as I should to get it. Why you ask? Because I block myself. I mean c'mon, I might as well shoot for unrealistic things, I am so used to rejection in other aspects of life.. why not just go for it?
Seriously, what have I got to lose?

GAHHH!!!! I swear I should've been a hippy back in the day. I really do think I was born in the wrong era. I want to travel and write about my travels. Write about my experiences, and how it all comes together. That, would be awesome.

Well, wah wah wah... it is my blog so I get to whine, bitches! Hahaha. Only Kidding. Let's talk about politics now.

I recently listened to President Obama's State of the Union, and I must say, he made everything seem so easy, like it's just an arms length away. I don't think it is. This country, as great as it is, has ALOT of work to do before we're back on our feet again. I am glad we are bringing the troops home. The war we fought for so many years against a nearly invisible enemy has taken a toll on so many families that have lost loved ones. It's about time we bring the heroes home. I don't support WAR, but I do support the brave MEN and WOMEN that sacrifice themselves to keep the rest of us safe. Where would our country be without the organization, and yes, corruption (both seem to come hand and hand) in our government? The answer, we would wind up like so many of our counterparts, a disorganized, violent, mess of a system.

Do I agree with everything that goes on in this government? HELL NO. My opinions and views are probably too drastic to ever be taken seriously, it doesn't mean that I don't have the right to speak up and say something though. That is also the beauty of this country, I CAN SAY SOMETHING, and not worry about being arrested or dragged off by mysterious men in black suits.

I think abortion is a choice only a woman should make. YES, she should inform her partner, boyfriend, husband, hook up, whatever... however she gets pregnant that she wants to terminate it. That would be horrific if someone just went and did it, without talking it over first. It's a huge decision, one that should not be taken lightly. I am PRO CHOICE. Please don't try to change my mind on this issue. It probably won't change anytime soon. Thank you viewers.

I also think that certain substances(Mary Jaaane, hehe) should be legalized in this country. They don't cause anyone any harm, and they help terminally ill cancer patients, as well as people that deal with terrible pain day in and day out manage it, and continue to live a better pain free life. Friends of mine, as well as family members suffer horrible bouts of pain each and everyday. Some of it is due to nerve damage, some is due to muscular issues, and others an outside force caused permanent pain (such as an accident). Why do people I care about need to suffer? Why should the doctors and the pharmaceutical companies prey on them financially, prescribing them insane amounts of pain killers that have awful side effects?

Now, I guess I am a bit hypocritical here. (Let's face it, we all are at some point in life). I too, take pills to manage my dumb circulatory and sweat issues. I have Raynaud's Syndrome and Hyperhidrosis. Here is a list of the shit that I'm on just to get by... and I'm not going to lie.. for me, it works: birth control (self explanatory), oxybutynin(because my sweat glands are on overload every damn day), nifedipine(for my circulatory problems, so my hands, feet, and muscles don't throb because they aren't getting enough blood), omeprazole (I have acid reflux because my diet for the last couple of years has been greasy, disgusting food, and pop--- not anymore though), and I take a rx nasal spray every day because I used to get 2-3 sinus infections a year, and now that my nasal cavities are clean I do not.

I bet the pharmaceutical companies love me. I try hard not to rely on aspirin when my muscles ache for no reason, or due to weather. But, I don't like pain. Sorry. I told you I was a whiner. :)

I went off on a tangent. LEGALIZE IT. BECAUSE IT'S AWESOME. yeah, I said it. DEAL.

Also, I have mixed feelings on marriage. With the divorce rate in this country, due to laziness, infidelity, whatever.. it's just sad. I do not see myself ever getting married. Now, this in turn does not mean that I am AGAINST IT. Why would I be against something that makes two people happy? Supposedly. People misunderstand me all the time. I just don't see marriage for MYSELF. With my past failed relationships, I have had 2 exes tell me they 'love me' and that I am the 'one for them'. All bullshit and lies I tell you. Funny, how one cheated on me with his coworker, and the other dropped me because he just didn't like me anymore. So, when is 'LOVE' real? How do you know if you want to spend the rest of your life with just one person? I guess my parents are an exception. :) They found each other in a world that gives up to quickly on love. I don't know how long they would've been married if my Dad were still alive today. We don't think about that often, it's just too painful for everybody. My parent's marriage was by no means perfect, they argued, they fought... what couple doesn't? Better to get it off your chest, then hold grudges against one another.

In all honesty. I do not think I will ever find that with someone. It is in part my fault too. I am fiercely independent emotionally, and sometimes that comes across as distant or cold. Not the case. I just don't express it verbally or physically every 5 minutes. It is something I need to work on, I am definitely immature in that regard. One day I will grow out of it, one day.

I think that's enough for now. I don't even know where all of this came from. The bowels of my brain no doubt.

Enjoy the random thoughts, or don't.

That's all.... for... now.