This is your brain on spring break...
Last night, while talking about religion or nutrition or maybe something completely unrelated, Steve, Nate and I came up with the idea of low-carb communion. We floated around a few ideas on how we could change the ingredients, but decided meat was definitely out (I mean, who wants to hear "the body of Christ" when you're biting into a piece of steak). I'm not sure if this is sacrilege of a brilliant marketing idea...
Another fun discovery we made last night was that the coasters at the lounge in The West Wing at the MGM Grand have spaces provided to write down "Name," "Room #" and "Other." We weren't sure if the other was for a cell phone number or to write "short blond in red dress" so you remembered who these people were in the midst of your drunken stupor. In any case, it was very romantic...
Spring Break in T-minus 2 hours and 15 minutes...
We get to have a picnic, taste more cake (because once just isn't enough), and spend tons of relaxing time with family and friends. I might even drag steve to another concert even though they never seem to turn out well... We'll have to see. Anyway, WOO HOO!
The Calm Before the Storm Before the Calm
In order to make more time to prepare for my Rio class midterms, I've tried to work about two days ahead in my NAU classes. Right now I have completed all homework that is due before Sunday, and it feels pretty good. The nightmares about forgetting to submit something have calmed down a little bit, and despite still spending about three hours a night working on
something, I've managed to make time for Scrubs, Desperate Housewives and occasional Party of Five episodes.
I know this serenity probably won't last long. I have seen the syllabi and they still have a grueling second half in store. And although I think the wedding will be lovely, I'm terrible at handling the stresses around it. Mainly, I can't say no to anyone about anything, I get really worried when other people are worried and in the end I just really have no idea how any of it works. Add the job search to this and I'm a tiny bit of a mess.
Luckily, I have a great support system around me who won't let me go too far off the deep end. Case in point, my mom. I told her that after we got married we were just going to spend a summer in Europe. (Those who know me well know that was supposed to be a crazy, malicious threat.) She calmly replied, "You could." And at that moment the wheels in my head started flying around.
"You mean I could actually take some time where I'm not working 60 hours a week to do something enjoyable and relaxing?" Ever since that conversation our "summer in Europe" has been my source of calm. In reality, I'll probably end up spending two days in La Jolla and starting a new job on May 24. But at least for right now, I can pretend that in two months and seven days I have plans to do nothing.
I Miss Nate!
It seems like I've been saying "I miss Nate!" about once a day lately. A lesser man than Steve might be bothered by this, but luckily he always just says, "Me too." Mostly what I miss about Nate is his ability to make any worry or problem disappear in about five seconds. Rather than offering up lengthy solutions or possible proactive responses to the current drama, he just says "Yeah, she's a b****, we don't like her." And in those 8 words is all the validation, sympathy and support that's needed. Then everyone is free to move on.
Other good things about Nate: he's the best best man, he can convince me to go to California with less than 48 hours notice, he bought me a fish, he makes me laugh, he makes Steve laugh, he makes my parents laugh, he can talk Laguna Beach, he gets along with my Grammy, he has the perfect road trip car, he loves Target and he makes fun of Dress Barn.
Yeah, so I miss him...
Will Work for Food
As my senioritis progresses to an intolerable point, I am willing to do anything to take my mind off of school/school related things (which includes on-campus jobs and internships). Since the wedding planning is almost wrapped up, I have turned all of my attention to the post-graduation job search. Mostly it has made me feel really inferior, frustrated, and anxious.
For the first time in my life, it's just not enough to have done everything right. I got the grades, the extra-curriculars and the work experience that "they" said would do so much for me, but now without those 3-5 years of experience, I might as well be a computer-skills-deficient high school drop-out with plague.
It's all becoming clear to me what my path should have been. Rather than nights studying or in club meethings, I should have been at frat parties networking. Even with a C+ average I'm sure someone's mom or dad would have let me work for their company. Heck, I might have even had a shot at being President of the United States.
But I guess I should be looking on the bright side. My presentation skills will be impeccable when I'm saying "Do you want fries with that?"
P.S. - I do have a couple of potential jobs that I'm waiting to hear back about, so if you could think good thoughts for me, I'd appreciate it. If anyone can do the Jedi mind trick, that would be even better.
