| Week in Review | June 21st, 2007 | Mood: Not happy... |
| So after a whole week of work and more than a week in Atlanta my opinions have not changed a huge amount. I feel a whole lot more prepared to do the job that I have been hired to do, which is good. Day 1 I didn't have a clue what I would be doing and I was not really sure that I could actually do it, but now I am positive that I can handle it and that I will totally rock my internship in a very good way! Yes, this week has been all training. Training ends at noon tomorrow. Yay for that! Next week it's off to do real work at client sites. My first client is Compass Bank back in Birmingham. Kind of ironic since I am from there are all... Anyhow, I still hate Atlanta, maybe even more so now than before. Two days ago I was in the mood for Japanese so I decided to drive to this Japanese place that did take-out like 5 or so miles away. It should not have taken me long to get there and get home but it turned into a 3 hour trip.... no, not kidding at all. I left around 5pm. Well, I missed the turn because the road sign for the road I was trying to find was missing (I didn't know that at the time either). I ended up a good bit down the road in traffic that was litterally at a crawl. An old lady in a walker could cover more ground than I was in my car... So, not knowning that I had missed my turn and only knowning that I had no clue where the hell I was, I was starting to freak out. Oh, by the way, not moving and sitting still for long periods of time.. I absolutely can not handle it. Driving long distances is fine because I can zone out in thought and just drive, but very very slow stop and go traffic and trying to figure out where I am... I CANNOT HANDLE IT! I seriously had a massive panic attack. It was very scary. Oh yeah, did I mention that when I tried to call someone to get directions or look up a map for me my phone died? Yeah, it was like all the possible things tht could go wrong all at once... at least I didn't have a wrech or anything. So, I finally got to the Japanese place at about 7:30. By then I was on the verge of an insulin reaction due to lack of food and I wanted nothing more than to crawl in my own bed and sleep. I pretty much ate all the food on my way home because I was starved. 3 hours for what should have been a 10 mile, 30 minutes tops round trip.... and that is just one of the reasons I HATE Atlanta.... |
| My first day as an intern | June 14th, 2007 | Mood: Random |
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So today was my first day as an intern for Ernst and Young in Atlanta! We had general orientation where they told us a bunch of stuff about the company that I had already heard like a million times! We also got our laptop computers that the firm gives us to use while we are working for them. Then we got a little lesson in computers... like 'this is the power cord', 'this is the button you use to turn on the computer', etc. No, not joking. I was really bored, but we started learning about the programs we are going to use so that was a bit more new and interesting.
As far as Atlanta the city... I don't like it, not a bit. I miss my friends, my family, and Alabama in general. It's big here, and scary. Even at night it's bright out because of the building. You can never see the stars in the city. When the wind blows, you don't know, because there are no trees to see blowing in the wind. It's never quite, not even in the early morning. There is always noise, light, metal... I hate it. Not to mention I don't feel safe at all. You can be in a good looking area and go one block and feel like you could get mugged at any moment. Even being around so many thousands of million people I have never felt so alone in my life. Growing up and in college there have always been people right around me that I know and care for and that I could run to (literally) at a moment's notice. It's not that way here... it's like any security and comfort I ever had has been stripped away from me. I'm honestly not sure that I could ever live in this type of place. Just getting through the summer will be the most that I can handle... |
| Surf and Sun | June 8th, 2007 | Mood: Free! |
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So I just got back from the beach! Super fun times! Sand, sunshine, pina colada, hot half naked men, shopping... you know, all of the most awesome things ever! I really enjoyed my time there. There were some times that were kinda sad. Somehow the beach always brings back lots of memories. Perhaps it's the tranquil sound of the waves that just takes me away from reality and into my thoughts. I don't really know. But somehow, it was not as hard as I thought it was going to be, it really wasn't at all. The water was really rough when we were there. I wanted to go sailing but it didn't happen because the water was red flag the whole time and you can't go out sailing when it is like that. I did go in the water some even in the red flag. I've always been attracted to the water, so I can't go to the beach and not get in the water! It was crazy though, I have never seen waves so big and rough in the gulf before! I even saw a surfer surf down a wave tube! I thought that kind of thing was only possible on the west coast, but I guess not! Anyhow, even when the water was not all the way up to my knees the waves were strong enough to knock me to the ground and would sometimes go over my head!! Dead serious! The waves would knock me down with their force and drag me across the sand on the bottom. It was like my body was being dragged across sand paper. Yeah, it hurt like hell, but it was still oddly fun.... Did I mention I got a killer than when I was down their too?! So happy about that. A great tan and no sunburn! :)
So, funny beach story! My cousin and I decided to walk down to the beach one night. Well, before we even got down to the sand two guys were yelling up at us from the beach. We could tell by their voices that they were totally drunk and could see them stumbling a bit walking through the sand. So we get down to the beach and they approach us. They totally looked like 15! We just kind of looked at each other and were like 'they're so little! wtf!'. So we decided to be nice and talk to them as we tried to sneak away down the beach. They definately said they were 19 and 20... there is no possible way that was true unless they were the youngest looking 19 and 20 year olds ever! Pretty sad actually. Funny at the same time though because they seriously could not even talk. Oh yes, and in our brief conversation with them they gave us three different places they were from. First they were locals who lived there, then they were visiting friends from Ohio, and I don't even remember their other explanation. It was just craziness though. I also learned an excellent strategy for hitting on guys while we were at a piano bar. Ask questions! Even if you know the answer, it's a good way to start a conversation, and it pretty much always works!! |
| Drifting... | May 29th, 2007 | Mood: Lonely |
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Life is full of choices... Why we make the choices we make I cannot be sure, but to say that we follow our hearts and do what we believe we must do. I always have. I trust my heart of my mind and make the decisions that I feel are correct, even if they don't make any sense at the time or even when there are many logical arguements to the contrary. Then there are the choices that we don't get to make... other people's choices, choices that often have more of an impact on our lives than the choices we make ourselves. I hate that. Losing control, not being able to decide what happends next. The ball is so far out of my court it's not even funny. All I can do is sit and wait, and honestly, that's the hardest thing I can ever be forces to do. I'm not a waiter, not a bit. I'm impatient and I'm used to getting what I want so waiting is just not something I can do... not unless I am forced to. I don't know how long I will have to wait, but I hope the pain will be worth it. It has to be, because some how things have a way of working themselves out. They always do... and I know they will, I just can't see it at all right now. I'm drifting down the river of my life in darkness with no paddles...
I'm going to the beach soon. It's a special place for me. Somehow, every time I go to the beach, I always have some sort of self realization. It's a good thing I think. It's special too because sea shells are special to me. A teacher of mine gave each of us, her students, a sea shell one year. She said that we were like sea shells because although sea shells came in different sizes, shapes, and colors, and not all of them were always completely whole, each one was still beautiful. I have always believed that. This time when I am on the beach I will look for special sea shells again, as I always do. Beautiful, unique shells that represent the many special people in my life. For me, sea shells are a sign of love. They represent the beauty and purity of the soul. I don't have anyone to give a sea shell to this time though... because I find that I am unable to forget what I have lost and look to newer shores. |
| Starting Over! | May 2nd, 2007 | Mood: Creative |
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Hey everyone. I have decided to start over with this web site! For those of you who have kept up with this little project of mine, you will know that I had not updated since November... yes, very sad indeed. With that in mind I have decided to start over and start posting again! Yay! I deleted all of my old records, I may post them as a repository later. I also changed the layout! I really enjoy this one, so I hope you all do as well.
Ok, a few short updates about life. It's Dead Week. That should be a 'yay!' but sadly I have more crap due this week than finals week... how the hell did that happen?! Oh well, at least after Thursday my life should calm down a bit. I have my management 395 (business writing) final tomorrow. Hopefully that will go well. I have a CS415 paper that is due Thursday. It's supposed to be 4 pages on a topic of our choice. Not only have I not started writing it, I have not even picked a topic... oops... Capstone is pretty much done, just some final documentation to help wrap up. Oh, and we are doing a client demo tomorrow so we may have a few changes to make after it, hopefully nothing too major. I start my internship at E&Y in Atlanta on June 14th. Kinda scary. I have never lived in a big city before, so it is going to be different for me. I really hope that it goes well and that I find a gooc place for live... I have not done that yet either. I think it will be a good experience for me though, I am looking forward to it! Romantic interests? Well, it's no secret that I still deeply care for the last guy I dated. In fact, it inspired this layout. The song is called 'Behind These Hazel Eyes' by Kelly Clarkson. I heard it on the radio this morning and it almost made me cry! It just touches home I guess. Did I mention that I even have Hazel eyes? Ironic isn't it? Anyhow, the situation is far too long a complicated to ever explain on here, not to mention too personal! If you are desperate to know the whole thing, and don't already, just drop me a line sometime and I'll fill you in. So... graduation is just a little over a week away. I really hate graduations, at least ones where I am not graduating. It just means that more people are leaving me and going away. I know that after graduation there are some people I will never see again, and that really makes me sad. It's hard for me to make friends, especially good ones, so to see them going away knowing they may never come back again... I just hate it. Even though I am sure we will talk, it's totally not the same as getting to see them and hang out with them all the time and I will miss it. I really think my happiest times in college are over. I know that your senior year should be the best one, but I don't have a whole lot to look forward to when I come back from my internship this summer other than seeing my friends that are not graduating. I really hope it turns out better than my expectations. |
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