30 August 2009

I have a day off tomorrow!

On my to-do list:

1. Go to the bank and deposit my larger-than-usual paycheck.
2. Get my bank account relatively balanced.
3. Paint my nails. (I know that sounds silly, but I've had very little personal time over the last few days.)
4. Organize my clothes. I keep buying clothes and I have two baskets just waiting to be put in their homes. I also need to start sorting as to what I want to take abroad with me.
5. Start making plans for the weekend I visit ND.
6. Start making plans for the weekend I visit Case.
7. SEKRIT PROGITS ERRYBODY.

Seven is a nice even number. Happy Monday, everyone.

- Jen -

29 August 2009

I don't want one more month of summer!

I know that sounds very strange to say, but I don't know what to do with myself now that it's nearly September and I'm not in class. I still have more than a month before I leave for school. This extra-long summer is wearing on me.

Even though I looked really cute at work yesterday, the three-inch heels were only three-hour heels, not six-hour heels, and so I may have suffered irreparable nerve damage in my toes. Updates to follow if I get feeling back.

Of the many things I would like to own in the near future:
1. Adventureland on DVD.
2. The new Guitar Hero game for Nintendo DS.
3. Can't think of anything else, but pretty soon people will be asking me what I want for my birthday. Can't I just say 'boyfriend to be home for a little while'?

I've been watching so many movies lately it's ridiculous. I never change them out until I finish them, so this is the third time now that I've watched the opening of The Blues Brothers in the last few days.

... Oh, I'm sorry, did you expect something exciting? Try again later.

- Jen -

23 August 2009

No, I am NOT at ND right now.

Kinda wish I was, though. My mind is so ready to go back to school, and my body is so ready to stop working these insane 24-hour weekends. It's so sad to see all my friends' statuses change on Facebook to "Going back to ND, woohoo" and not to be there to see them or to participate in the madness that is moving in. I'll see them soon enough, but it's just saddening.

Among the many things I am craving right now are the earrings from Watchmen. I can't find a screencap of them, which is pretty sad, but those of you who have seen the movie, it's the earrings that Doctor Manhattan (Jon Osterman) gives to his first girlfriend (Janey Slater) over Christmas. They are so pretty, so understated, and yet they go with pretty much everything. Yet somehow I can't find a screencap or even a question about who designed them over the Internet. (Also, I checked in the original comic, and it looks like similar earrings are actually spotted on Laurie aka Silk Specter II. What in the world...)

I'm selling about two laundry baskets' worth of clothes within the next two days. One of the perils of turning 20 is that I can't dress like I'm 13 any more. I still have jeans that I wore my freshman year of high school. And that's not necessarily fashion appropriate for a junior in college who is a) going abroad to a more fashion-forward country and b) is looking career-forward in her clothes. These are the perks of being in retail and getting a massive discount on quality, fashionable clothes. Unfortunately, I probably need hundreds of dollars in clothes. Boo.

At least I finally have two days off tomorrow and Tuesday... two days to work on Secret Projects. I am so tired.

- Jen -

20 August 2009

Public Service Announcement: Safe driving.

My neighbor's son (17 years old) totaled his car last night. He drove it into a tree while whipping around a corner too fast. Keep in mind, this is a very poorly engineered car for a teenager to be driving, since it only has rear-wheel drive, the tires were designed for dry weather, and it was raining tremendously last night.

The kid is okay, but it kind of struck something home to me. Teenagers, myself included, are not among the world's safest drivers. And I have an idea as to why they might be. Teenagers are so absorbed in the freedom that driving gives them to actually pay attention to the fact that they are piloting a two-ton missile.

Do you think about that every day while you're driving? You're probably too busy adjusting your radio, talking on your phone, searching your iPod, or programming your GPS... perhaps you're even texting. Maybe you're absorbed in how poorly the person in front of you is driving (in your opinion), or maybe you're angry at the driver who just pulled out in front of you. The fact is, it's so easy to get distracted while we are driving a car and so hard to remember that we actually have a responsibility when we enter these death machines.

I'm probably coming across as far too critical, but I try not to forget while I'm driving that I share the road with other things -- other drivers, cyclists, and pedestrians, not to mention small furry creatures. Sure, I enjoy listening to music, but I set my iPod before I get on the road, not after. I make a point of not taking phone calls or texting while I'm driving.

That doesn't stop people like me from getting into accidents, however. Two years ago, I was hit by a sixteen-year-old male who was on his way home from exams while I was on my way to graduation practice. There was heavy traffic, but that didn't stop this kid from using (or as he said in the police report, "reaching for") his cell phone while he turned into his subdivision. He was so distracted by everything going on around him that he didn't notice that he turned into my car. He actually drove home after the accident instead of stopping to see if I was all right and to complete accident report forms.

Even though I didn't cause the accident, it's enough to make me pause and think before I get into a car. And to this day, I still get angry at friends who call me while they're driving. Everyone who reads my blog, and everyone who drives a car, should be smart enough to realize that what you are piloting can easily kill someone, maybe even yourself, if even one small mistake is made. That's a pretty heavy level of responsibility. So please. Don't call or text me while you're driving. Keep a steady hand on the wheel, enjoy your favorite playlist, and be aware of everything going on around you.

(Also, how in the world is it possible to drive into a frickin' tree? Someone please explain this to me.)

- Jen -

18 August 2009

Just a few little things.

I'm trying to get into the habit of blogging every day, but I don't always have profound things to say. So, it's kind of difficult.

I'm learning how to live without my cell phone. I don't like the one I have, and being on a pay-as-I-go plan in the UK is going to be expensive, so I need to learn how to use one for only necessities. That being said, I seriously used Skype for the first time last night and I like it a lot. Might not replace Gmail Video Chat or AIM video chat, but it's a cool idea.

As of today, it's been 1038 days since Justin and I started dating. I just got curious and figured it out in a day calculator. Isn't that so weird to think? Three years in October. Three years is a long time. Yet we're still not at a point in our lives when we can think of anything other than what we're doing right now. Still going to be long-distance for a while, and I'm just turning 20 next month. I'm only thinking about this because I just recently saw The Hangover with Justin, and the groom's friend has decided to ask his girlfriend to marry him at the wedding. When asked why (because the girl is rude), the guy just says "We've been dating three years, and that's just what you do." Well, no. That's not 'just what you do'. Sometimes that just isn't possible.

I'm hoping that my plans work out to come see my friends on the weekend of Sept. 11-13. If not... I'm going to be kind of upset, but we'll learn how to video chat and things like that. I also hope my plans work out to see Justin the weekend of Sept. 25-27. If not... well.

It's just so weird to think that I'm not going back to school on Sunday. Normally I wouldn't be working because I'd be busy packing, and I'd be getting ready for the grind of school and the stress of having school plus a long-distance relationship to worry about. I can't fathom that my friends will have taken classes for a month before I leave. Oh well. I'm on one of those 'weird quarter systems' this year.

One of these days, I just want treated like I'm special. I think that's too much to ask, though.

- Jen -