Showing posts with label Spanish Praxis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spanish Praxis. Show all posts

Monday, June 14, 2010

Backtrack

It's been over a week since I turned 24, and I cannot imagine being much happier. 23 was a year of such transition and uncertainty. While I was never full out, down right depressed (as characterized by some of my teenage years), I was just up and down, tempermental and easily upset a lot of the time. These uncertainties were concerned with school, work, finances, my place in life--a quarter-life crisis, if you will.

Well, I'll briefly recap the last week or so, if I may.

Yesterday, Sunday: Jesse's parents came over bringing this beautiful antique dresser to our apartment. They just bought a new house in Arkansas so they'll be renting their Luling house Jesse's cousins. Consequently, they're giving away a lot of their furniture from that house since they had already furnished their trailer in Arkansas in the last two years, most (if not all) of which I imagine will go in the new house. Well, Jesse and I are still toying around with ideas for where this heavy wooden piece of art is going to go, but we're quite happy and we think we've got a good idea for it. Not only is it beautiful with a huge mirror, we have more storage space! Hopefully that's a good-bye to clothes on the top shelf of our closet and in pink-and-purple and blue-and-green canvas storage bags that my mom gave me (and that Saki has since begun using as a her own bed). I know that we want to move out of this place soon (when we can find/afford another) so, to me, it almost seems silly to redecorate/organize the furniture, but I do think it's necessary for our own comfort for the rest of our time here.

Saturday: I took the Praxis, Spanish: Content Knowledge exam at UNO. This is a morning best left forgotten until I get the scores in roughly a month. It was a hard exam, and being the retard that I am, I had to go to three different buildings before getting the the correct one, pay $3 in a parking lot though my car was there for less than 5 minutes, and perhaps worst of all, waited until the last two days before the test to really begin studying. I want to go back to school, but it's my procrastinator ways that make me weary of this future. On a different note, I don't like UNO's campus, but I do hope that I can do all the coursework for my Master's there. It's such a short program, 33 credits, and I could do it for rather cheap. But, if I don't like it, they don't offer enough classes per semester (as I've heard is the case in conjunction with all the budget cuts LA State has been doing--thanks, Jindal! ass), or if Jesse's post-graduation job opportunities take us somewhere else (so crazy and yet so exciting to think about), I can just transfer somewhere else. Later in the afternoon, we went to Jesse's parents' house to begin cleaning out Jesse's closet, etc. I got a bad headache though so I wasn't much help, taking a nap. We packed a good amount of books and some of his old clothes, but Jesse joked that maybe my malaise was from seeing so many things just thrown away. It's the packrat in me. I'm a sentimental and nostalgic person, even if that means I've got stacks of papers I may never look at again all over the house. Later that night, I babysat a new 6-year-old boy in Kenner. That was pleasant and easy; he's the son of one of Neill's colleages and they're Indian! It was a busy, but productive day.

Latter half of the week is a blur other than I got my hair trimmed at Paris Parker Aveda and found a great stylist for a great price. Jerilyn cut Mia's hair on Monday when we somewhat spontaneously walked in for a different look for Mia and her 20th birthday. I liked the work she did and her down-to-earth, genuine personality. Jesse's saying that he needs a hair-cut more frequently so we may pay Jerilyn another visit in the next few days. So Mia got bangs and a trim. I got a trim for my layers and she cleaned up my bangs (since I had Mia cut them last and my last hair cut was about a year ago). I like it a lot though I'm still waiting for my hair to grow out; I'm growing it out long and then when I'm tired of it, I'll cut it Audrey Tautou short again. I forgot how hot New Orleans is with long hair so I'll be wearing it in a lot of ponies. Also, Jerilyn blow dried it straight after cutting it and I couldn't believe how smooth and sleek it was without using a flat iron. She gave me some product samples and when I can afford some, I'll probably go in and buy the bottles. Don't know when that'll be though with all the expenses that keep coming up and my lack of a job.

Well, this post is too long so I'm going to divide it up into future posts.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Seriously, L/G Style

You called me a month ago to ask me if I'd still be interested in the application I put in at the end of last summer. You said the interviews would be in May. You asked me if I was still in NOLA, and I told you yes, but I'm willing to relocate to Austin. You said you'd get back to me. That was about a month ago (possibly longer), and I called you last Monday to confirm a date. I was told that someone would get back to me the next day on whether the originally stated phone interview would suffice or if you'd prefer having me come in person. I waited, day after day after day. I didn't want to seem needy or impatient. So finally, yesterday I called to get the office voicemail requesting that I leave a message and that you'd return my call within a business day. Alas, I waited once again all day to receive your call.

I want to work for you. Despite the seemingly lacking sense of punctuality and possibly priority, the magazine seems amazing! I can tell from the online version, and I've also heard good things offline about you. I'm just waiting so I can ask my boss off should I need to travel to Austin. Additionally, contracts go out any day now and I'll only have a week to decide to sign on for another year at McGehee or look for something else. I need you to give me an answer. I will be content to stay at McGehee though admittably, it's not challenging in the way I want to be. There just aren't a lot of options in New Orleans right now in the fields that I am interested in working. Tomorrow, I'm going to J. Crew to buy some interview clothes. Maybe premptive, but I've waited long enough.

http://www.lstylegstyle.com/


I should be studying now. Ah, Praxis.