Friday, December 31, 2010

In conjunction with the new year...

I have been weighed, I have been measured and I have been found wanting. (except in the weight department. ha. definitely no wanting there, that's just part of the quote.) I apologize. I have been busy.

I've come to the conclusion that blogging for me is much the same as keeping a journal. I make these resolutions to actually write things; however, after a few entries I realize just how uninspiring my life is. I have nothing to write about. I stop writing. Six months later, I have a few things to chronicle for posterity and I make new resolutions to do better. Because of this, my journal is actually quite entertaining. Not because I am particularly witty or captivating, but simply because almost every other entry starts with something along the lines of "I've decided I'm going to be better at this..." Oh yes, I am a champion at this game.

Anyway, two jobs and school is what has been eating up the majority of my time lately.

Speaking of which, work is fantastic. This second job is pretty much the greatest thing I've done in a while. I don't think I've mentioned what exactly it is that I do with this second job. Allow me to remedy this situation.

I work inside sales at OrangeSoda. And no, contrary to popular belief, we're not Fanta's competition. Quote of the year goes to my dear friend Jenni.

"You mean you don't actually make soda?"


Ha. Sorry to disappoint Jenni, but no. We're online marketing with fizz. Even ask our billboard.

Despite the disappointment, I love my job. My favorite thing about it is the guys I work with. That's right. The guys. I'm the only girl in my particular portion of our sales department. Yet, in spite of my minority status and the merciless teasing/hazing that goes on, dare I say even because of it, I love every minute I spend at work. I hear rumors about another girl on the other shift, but I'm starting to seriously question whether or not she actually exists...

Myths of the Cubicle. I should write a book.

I've only worked at OS for about a month and a half, but I've already been dubbed the worst movie ever, the guys want me to grow a beard and they call me Lawrence. Oh yes, I love my job.
(for those of you that are wondering, no, i couldn't grow the beard even if i wanted to. just wanted to clear that up.)

On a more depressing note, my best friend left me today for the cursed island of Hawaii. (yes, cursed.) She was accepted into BYU-H and she decided to actually go. Talk about crazy, right? I couldn't believe it. Dropped her off at the airport earlier, never to see her again. For the next two years while she finishes her degree, at least. All I can say is she better visit home. And I may have to make a few trips out there myself.

Lucky for me, I'm within just a few months of having all of my really good friends come home from their missions. I am having a hard time coming to grips with the fact that it has been two years already. This prompted the following question: What the heck have I done with my life?!

Not much, and that's a bit depressing. Lucky for me I've still got a little bit of time to do something amazing. Any ideas?

I suppose as long as I'm not married, that would be accomplishment enough. Especially to anyone who knows my mother...