My Miniterm Teacher Loves Me

So, I really don't ever pay attention in this class...I'm either on facebook or gmail chatting with Jake. But for some stinkin' reason, every so often the teacher will ask a detailed question to the class and I totally know the answer! Then I call it our and the teacher gets soooo excited. It's so weird. It's like those people who fall asleep to a song and the next day the know all the words...only I'm sitting in class not listening. I should have figured this out a LONG time ago.

Can we talk about how tired I am? The answer is no. The answer is no because every time I think that thought, "I am so tired," I think of that bible study I did and Mander's house and hear Beth Moore yell at me for always being tired. I think that the Lord, while sweeping his eyes over the righteous today, saw me and thought, "whoa. she needs a nap." and so in all God's sovereignty and mercy has orchestrated a way for that to happen. I'm getting out of my class three hours early today! So, I will go home, take an hour nap, then go to work until 9:30, then come home and do homework. Sounds like a great day to me!

Hey, I need a favor. Somebody, teach me how to flirt.

Whoops...I Didn't Mean to Take So Long

Amanda Jones: Does the "so" in the title need to be un-capitalized? I'm never really sure how that rule works for words other than "and" or "but".

So, I am definitely taking a miniterm this week. A miniterm can be defined as a week long class from 8am-5pm Monday through Friday in which you earn 3 full credit hours and a sense of stability if you can make it through the entire thing without jumping out the window. Miniterms are so awesome because it takes classes that would make you want to quit college over a semester and compacts them in to classes that make you want to quit college in a week...which really, is better for me, because the less time I have to think about that, the better. Just in case you may be wondering, I now only have two more semesters until I graduate...TWO MORE! When I think about it for too long, I have a tendancy to either start drooling or singing, so I will change the subject now.

My class is pretty boring, but the teacher gets really excited about the material, so it's fun to watch her. There is a guy in this class who is actually majoring in the subject and so everytime the teacher asks a question, he literally YELLS out the answer...as if he's not sitting on the front row, right infront of the lady. Good grief, why don't you just ask her out or something. Also, I'm pretty sure that the guy behind me is chatting on facebook because I keep hearing the incoming message sound...and he has bad breath.

I got a new job. I love it. Well, I love the people that I work with and I don't hate it, so I like my job. I work at Best Buy. I work in the media department specializing in mp3 players and gaming consoles. Ask me anything about a PS3 or a zune and I probably know the answer. I love that part...I feel so educated. So, if you need any advice on anything like that, just ask.

One last nugget of gold for some of you: for those of you who know my aunt Kim, my teacher is her doppleganger.

The way the approach is turned into an advertising message

That is the definition for Execution Style of an Advertising Appeal. At least, that is what my marketing teacher just said.
I still haven't heard back from Starbucks...sad day. Oh well, I'm over it. I applied to be in the sub system for the Irving ISD. We'll see how that goes. They'll probably pull up my high school record and laugh....and then burn my application. Anyway, I need a job. Bad.
This weekend I am leaving to visit some friends in the East. First I'm flying to Raleigh, NC and then from there I am flying to Nashville, TN.
Last weekend, I got a new car.
I'm on a good weekend roll...

The Day the World Stood Still...Then Celebrated

So, I decided to not return to my job that is not really a job. It's pretty awesome to think that after two and a half years of really not working, I won't be working anymore...at least not there. I am currently on the hunt. I hate new jobs. I wish that I could just find one where I didn't have to really learn anything. I also would love to just hang out all day and talk to people. I got some god advice from a friend today. With her advice I think I can hit 50% of my goals. I am going to apply at Starbucks. I know that it will be a heck of a lot to learn, but at least it's coffee...I like coffee. And working there would mean I would get free coffee. We'll see.
So where does that leave me, I wonder...should I change the name of my blog? Or just the tag line? Who knows?

Whatev.

Three Months Later...

So, I'm home. Home from World Changers and all the other crazy business I've been getting into. I want to talk about something very specific today. Does anyone else in the world hate those plastic storage tubs? I hate them because I can be walking by one with a foot of distance between it and me and still scrape a layer of my leg skin off the side. GAHLY! I hate those things so much. And I am cursed with them for my life because I live with two people who can't seem to find the strength within themselves to throw crap away! No one needs a storage bin full of old jeans that he or she will never wear again!
Anyway, I hope to be blogging a little bit more frequent now that I'm home, so yay!