I really couldn't think of a title off the top of my head for this post and The Turners' Proud Mary is stuck in my head for some reason, sooo there you go.
I got a job. I don't think I can quite say where it is for legal reasons, but I'll just say it's a department store. I can pretty much confirm that it seems a 100 times better than the pet store job I had before. I am glad to have it, although it is not in the museum world, because right now I need money like no one's business.
Trying to tackle the financial aid essay for Appalachian State so if I got in, they'd give me money. I need to edit my statement of purpose for them as well. Texas Tech's application process for Museum Science is all over the place. Ugggghh. Have your info in one place please and have it detailed. I really don't like searching everywhere for admissions information and unclear application deadline dates. CU Boulder had it together for sure on their site.
Speaking of them, I should be hearing decisions from the first 3 soon as Tuesday will be the beginning of March, or as I like to call it, "The Month of Reckoning". I pray, pray, pray this year will be different than the last because it's honestly what I need to truly succeed in the museum world. I can work hard all I want....but people want experience PLUS a degree. I don't plan to work in retail all my life. No No NO.
I saw a shooting star tonight. I think it's the second legitimate one I've seen in my life (or at least remember). I wished for good things. Hopefully they will come true.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
The best way to remember is to keep the fire alive in your heart
I admit it. There are times where I feel everything is hopeless and don't know if the uphill battle I am fighting is ever going to pay out to anything. Especially with the knowledge that the quest for grad school may end up just the same as last year and having a lot of spare time on your hands makes you think what could or might happen.
It is also admittedly hard to give everything up to your maker in hopes that he will guide you to what you hope is the right door....your door. Sometimes when it seems you do not see an answer for months, you close your eyes and begin to think all is lost. That everything you have worked for might mean nothing.
Yet, I have a simple reminder that this not true. That the fight for the dream career is worth taking on.
It is a simple letter from my father that was given to me while on a mission trip to Alaska. In it, he reminds me that I am loved by both him and family. Moreover, he reminds me why taking chances are so important. He reminds me that experience is the best thing to have, but you cannot just attain it by standing around.
It is, in a sense, a reminder that the world can be harsh, but I will always be loved. Yet, it tells me to live life day by day and to live those days fully. If God gives you a chance, you go for it, but remember to keep your head on your shoulders.
If I could see my father, I would tell him that one of his greatest gifts to me was that simple letter and the advice that came with it. I would tell him that it is also one of those things that will be a light for me in dark places, even when all other lights go out.
---Ellen
It is also admittedly hard to give everything up to your maker in hopes that he will guide you to what you hope is the right door....your door. Sometimes when it seems you do not see an answer for months, you close your eyes and begin to think all is lost. That everything you have worked for might mean nothing.
Yet, I have a simple reminder that this not true. That the fight for the dream career is worth taking on.
It is a simple letter from my father that was given to me while on a mission trip to Alaska. In it, he reminds me that I am loved by both him and family. Moreover, he reminds me why taking chances are so important. He reminds me that experience is the best thing to have, but you cannot just attain it by standing around.
It is, in a sense, a reminder that the world can be harsh, but I will always be loved. Yet, it tells me to live life day by day and to live those days fully. If God gives you a chance, you go for it, but remember to keep your head on your shoulders.
If I could see my father, I would tell him that one of his greatest gifts to me was that simple letter and the advice that came with it. I would tell him that it is also one of those things that will be a light for me in dark places, even when all other lights go out.
---Ellen
Saturday, February 5, 2011
I torture myself with food
I have this tendency to watch Food Network or shows like Top Chef, Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations, or Man vs. Food when I am super hungry. Like stomach eating itself hungry. I don't know why I torture myself, but it's something that happens on a regular basis.
Yesterday, it was Nigella Feasts on The Cooking Channel with Nigella Lawson. I think Nigella is all right. She is definitely better than G-AH-DAH De Laurentiis or Ina "I'm swimming in money" Garten on hosting for sure, but they all make food I'd like to eat happily and making "nom" noises to.
She was making some sort of dessert that had chocolate in it and looked whipped and AWESOME. Not to mention golden cornbread and, coming up, guacamole with a few other things. My stomach literally went into food rage. I was hungry before, but now it went to "HOW DARE YOU MOCK ME?!!" state of hunger. This, of course, unlocked my hypoglycemia. I rushed to the kitchen, heated up some leftovers, and changed the channel (after friend and fiance both told me to).
And this isn't just a one time occurrence. I've done it plenty of times before and will continue to do it. I just need to learn to eat before I watch them. Otherwise I see something delicious and might starting looking at my hands in hunger.
Yesterday, it was Nigella Feasts on The Cooking Channel with Nigella Lawson. I think Nigella is all right. She is definitely better than G-AH-DAH De Laurentiis or Ina "I'm swimming in money" Garten on hosting for sure, but they all make food I'd like to eat happily and making "nom" noises to.
She was making some sort of dessert that had chocolate in it and looked whipped and AWESOME. Not to mention golden cornbread and, coming up, guacamole with a few other things. My stomach literally went into food rage. I was hungry before, but now it went to "HOW DARE YOU MOCK ME?!!" state of hunger. This, of course, unlocked my hypoglycemia. I rushed to the kitchen, heated up some leftovers, and changed the channel (after friend and fiance both told me to).
And this isn't just a one time occurrence. I've done it plenty of times before and will continue to do it. I just need to learn to eat before I watch them. Otherwise I see something delicious and might starting looking at my hands in hunger.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Hoping, Wishing, Waiting
Job interview tonight for a part-time sales gig.
Applications completed for CU Boulder, UNC Greensboro, and UF.
Here's to some good luck.
Cheers,
Ellen
Applications completed for CU Boulder, UNC Greensboro, and UF.
Here's to some good luck.
Cheers,
Ellen
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