Confessions of a Shopaholic

So, Jared and I watched Confessions of a Shopaholic today.  It was an awesome movie.  There were so many true statements said in that movie.  The main character explains why shopping is so addicting.  It makes you happy to try new things on and buy new things.  And then you get home and lose your shopper's high.  So, you have to shop again.  Did you know there are actual hormones that are released while you're shopping and trying new things on?  That's how we get that happy feeling.  Anyways, there was an awesome quote said by the main character's father.  It was something along the lines of, "It's not my things that define me; it's my family that defines me."  That's a lesson that everyone can benefit from.  The movie was an awesome feel-good movie.  Go see it.  It'll keep you laughing.  And I'm sure most guys would enjoy it also.

Trailer Trash

I think I finally understand why the poorest of poor in society are called trailer trash and live in the ghetto.  It's because they're trashy...  I live in subsidized housing; so yes, it's the poorest of poor in society.  And a lot of the families here are single moms (very sad to see).  But I still consider myself living in the ghetto, and I think my newest of neighbors are complete trailer trash.  They all dump trash all over the stairs and outside.  They don't give a shit about the environment.  Some one dropped a glass candle holder on the stairs.  It shattered, and no one has cleaned it up yet.  These mothers don't give a shit about their children's safety, nor do they give a shit about what comes out of their children's mouths (a ten-year-old boy told Jared to "Go F*** Yourself" when he was walking to the car).  Anyways, now that I've associated my apartment complex as the ghetto, let me get to why my neighbors are trailer trash.  They have a sound system that is on 24/7, and it's pretty loud (I can hear the lyrics and usually name the song).  And representatives from the gas company keep stopping by and leaving notices about unpaid bills on the doors.  So, my neighbors can afford a nice sound system that does not belong in an apartment, but they can't pay a friggin gas bill for an apartment?  Obviously, their priorities are skewed.  And they obviously haven't heard of washing their child's mouth out with soap.

Ugh.  This is why I'm getting my degree.  I will not be a trailer trash, single mom.  This is also why I am making sure my marriage is stable before having kids (although this doesn't necessarily equivilate to no divorce because I've seen plenty of people who had kids early and remained together --but I've also seen those who had kids way too soon and didn't stay together).  I don't know.  All I know is I need to take care of myself and my husband before I can deem myself child-bearing ready.  And preferably, I'd like to be in a house before the kids come.

Easy Day

So, I was kind of excited for today because I knew it would be kind of relaxing and boring...  Gizmo went to the veterinarian dentist today.  He had three teeth pulled.  And he's been laying down the whole day trying to get over the anesthetic and his sore mouth.  I feel sorry for him.  He sounds like a gerbil at some moments because he's making so many noises with his mouth.  He just doesn't want to be bothered right now.  On another note, Gizmo is one expensive dog.  I spent way too much at the vet's today.  But at least he's healthy.

So, Jared and I decided to set a goal with our job hunting.  We've decided to apply to at least one company a day.  It's an easy way to keep myself actively looking for a job, and it's not going to overwhelm me.  I hope we're able to find something...  Maybe I'll just look for an internship somewhere.  I don't know.  I think I will start looking into other graduate schools also.  I don't know.  One day, I may know what I want to do in the near future.  Until then, I'll ask God to guide the way and maybe throw me into the right direction (otherwise, I may go the wrong way again).

My Day

So, the career fair was today.  There were absolutely no good swag at the fair.  And as we all know, that's the major reason I go to these things (other than to find a job of course).  I had an interview at the beginning with an irrigation company.  And then they asked to cancel it and do a phone interview.  So...  I don't know where that will go.  In fact, I don't know where I will go....

Is it bad that I hope Jared finds a job somewhere?  That way I can just up and move with him.  And then I have a couple of months to get my act together and figure out what I want to do with myself.  I think I seriously want to do chemical engineering.  That's where I want to be in the workforce.  It's just hard to make recruiters see that I am a very much qualified person.  You're talking-down-to-me just intimidates me a little bit.

Ugh.

Into the Abyss

So, I have officially switched from a concurrent student to a regular, normal student.  I had to switch due to a financial aid technicality, but I think it'll work out for the better.  So, what does all of this mean?  I am graduating in May with my bachelor's degree.  I can go look for a job.  I can go look into graduate programs at other schools.  If Jared happens to get the job he wants, I can up and move away with him.  And if none of that happens, then I can go back to Utah State in the fall and work on my master's degree as was originally planned.

Cool beans.  And decision decided just on time.  The Career Fair at USU is tomorrow.  A few edits to my resume, and I'm off to find a job (maybe).

You are looking at the already-married-soon-to-be graduates...  Jared, a physics major with minors in math and geology.  And me, a biological engineer with a minor in chemistry.  Hah, what geeky freaks we are.  Our children will have no chance at being intellectually dumb in life...