jobfair: SAISD

that job fair sucked.  the lines were super long! I hate long lines.  i blame my lack of patience on the microwave. but, no one likes to wait so i don’t need to excuse myself on that.

ok the awesome part of the jobfair is that the guy that interviewed me likes to watch Project Runway.  Also, i got to dress up and look all cute.  It rained A LOT which made driving there a nightmare BUT then again it gave me a chance to rock my a raincoat and actually use my umbrella (which matched my cardigan!!!).  as i walked from my car to the job fair site I was really tempted to call Rose just to complain about the seattle-like weather.  that temptation was interrupted by a Gap customer i had that same week…seriously, I’m just too popular.  I felt bad that i couldn’t be in “customer service” mode… Hey! How are you? Let me know if you need anything?! Let’s sign you up for a Gap Card!… yeah right oh well.  I also ran into Grant, my supervisor at Pearson.  a separate post on my essay scoring experience is coming soon.

Anyways, I only got to interview w/ one school Rhodes Middle School.  They had a potential math position.  I wasn’t too too inclined to interview with them because they’re pretty far from where I live and the word POTENTIAL… but it worked out ok I guess.  If i get a second interview it’ll be late june early july…?  that’s a big IF. and do you remember what i said about me and patience?  yeah.

in another note I should mention that travis and i talked about how his realtor and i are the same person.  at first i was way way WAY offended, but then it turns out that she’s always pointing out plans for his mythical boat.  which when he said it like that: OF COURSE, i see how we’re the same person!… no travis, no.

Ok i have to go there’s a guy sitting 20 feet from me that keeps coughing.  that usually makes me want to stare them down until they put a surgical mask on but I am forced to understand that I am at a public library.  I wish I could hose him with Lysol and he would say, “Thank you kind stranger.”  but i know that won’t happen.

peace out homebodies,

lo

is google the next wal-mart?

ok so i don’t know how i stumbled on the you-tube vid for Goog-411. it’s been posted since SEPTEMBER…how i missed it, i dunno anyways here’s the show… Take a look for yo’-self:

 

isn’t that awesome!! i love the internet. so many tools. so many freebies. so much google for everyone. it’s just fantastic. love the internet–LOVE IT. but it’s weird in a way. to get stuff free. on some days when i consider how many people are unemployed i stop and NEARLY wish that $4/gal gas was back if it gave everyone’s job back. that’s unlikely to solve the issue which is why i only NEARLY wish. so when google came out w/ this super cool FREE version of 411 i thought: YAY! goodbyyeeeeee 50 cent charges for 411!!! however, what is the regular 411?
people are at the end of that 411…people that get paychecks for 411 operator services and stuff like that, stuff i don’t think to deeply about yet i have a pretty good feeling that it’s going to affect those people not so deeply thought about (that’s such a poorly written sentence above all my poorly written sentences THEREFORE, i should take a moment to call upon my faithful excuse: English is my second language.)
anyways, so even though 411 is this super big or small group of people that get money for their service, what is google doing to them? I seriously love google…i’m torn. what if google turns into the wal-mart of information and takes the jobs of all these people that sell the convenience of obtaining information?

well if that happens i don’t know. I feel bad. but strangley enough…not bad enough to hold myself from programming goog-411 into my cell.

hasta la vista lovies

still in limbo

my address won’t ever be permenant will it? i keep filling out all these applications for jobs and such and i come across what’s becoming controversial with me: my address. I’m waiting for a background check to be done and i’m on pins and needles simply because i can’t remember all my addresses and if i do remember them, the dates i lived there for.

ok so here’s the dl on the job situation. still doing weird stuff but nothing concrete.

1. p/t at the gap still exists for me. i’ve narrowed down my availability big time though. why? please see item No. 2.
2. f/t gig at a daycare. a daycare?! yes, a daycare. it’s ok but the pay SUCKS so much it’s off the scale.
3. i just interviewed at a charter school, La Escuela de Las Americas. after reviewing the results of a pending background check i will begin tutoring math and science on saturdays as well as substituting from time to time. hopefully 1-2 times per week. it beats the daycare pay. but it’s FAR. BUT, it’s ok because, it will grant me the hours i need for in class experience i need in order to complete my alternative teaching certification.

ok so now about why i’m still at The Gap. I like my manager Nic. He’s my lambchop. and hello DISCOUNTS?!!! duh! only travis would understand. even though i rarely buy stuff now i can’t imagine paying full price for stuff i know i can get at a discounted price.

how did i end up at the daycare wiping butts and bugers all day? cos i needed money. and experience working w/ kids at the very least and turns out most school districts only accept substitute applicants only like 2 times a year and i’d missed my boat there so i HAD to settle. However, my boss really likes me. She wants me to do marketing stuff and office stuff. She’s the director and she definitely directs. so she needs someone as an office supplement to the lady that’s already there and that’s where i enter the scene to the audiences surprise ending.

and the job at la escuela…so like i said when i started working at the daycare all i had was a lousy salary and trust me lousy it is. so i thought fo’ get this business i’m out so i kept looking for something else so in comes the tutoring spot i found on craigslist. and ta-da: better pay!!! yay.

my sister won’t let me quit gap cos of the “what if i need to use your discount” possibility. which is understandable, i feel the same way.

ok. i’m out, i need to buy shoes. brown, and it is harder than it sounds. much harder.

peace out homebodies

13 of 26 hours completed

i started working at gap pretty much as a retail storm hit. On Dec. 23rd. The parking lot was PACKED. The parking lot was 2 vehicles away from becoming L.A. I’m totally kidding.
3 cars away. Yeah the parking at this new gap sucks. the people are ok as far as I’ve come to meet. Only time discloses more though so I’m not gonna swap best friend pieces with anyone. Nick gets back on Friday and I work on friday so i’ll finally get to see him.
i bought a blue shirt that sure enough fits like a tent. I saw a gorgeous dress on sale on the kids section. I can’t wait to get it for MYSELF! I doubt I’ll get it. BUT i want it sooo bad. It’s gold!

Ok i need to go and get more stuff from my austin home. Also, I need to go to my mtg over there too. I met a brother outside of the Kindom Hall yesterday. There were a whole bunch of elder-looking types and I had talked my sister into swinging by because I wanted to see the schedule. Then when we went it looked like they were just chilling up front. I’m guess for security reasons cos it was X-mas eve and all and ppl might just be reaching out for a spiritual connection on a holiday like that. Anyways, I got the name and number of the congregation’s secretary and i gave him my cap’ plaza’s secretary info. Ok i NEED to shower, and empty out more of my car junk and head over to ATX. i’ll be back in san antonio just in time to hopefully empty out my car and make it to my friday closing shift at the gap.

oh my sweet Austin…it’s not you, it’s me.

I miss this city already and i’m not gone. well, no, i don’t really miss it BECAUSE i’m not gone–yet.

but i will be. soon.

I’m moving to san antonio. the only way i’ll tie myself to austin is if i can land a full time job. and, yes, i watch the news. It’s not likely to happen. I’m sad about the job situation. Not so much about San Antonio though. I miss family like crazy. It’s ok to live on my own but without Sparkle I’m going nuts. It’s not like spark and i were bff or anything it’s just that she was kind of a pest and i miss her attention and her dependence on me.

Anyways, I have been applying to jobs here and there in austin and in san antonio. Just cos, well, a that thing that pays you pays, regardless of where it’s at. I have however decided that IF i do have to live by myself again, i’m getting sparkle back muahahaha AND i’m gonna get a dog. too. Surely, that was no surprise but still. I can’t live alone anymore. It’s depressing. and when i’m depressed I eat. and then when i eat i feel gross and it depresses me further. it just leads to a downward spiral of bad decisions. anyone that knows me intimately knows that bad decision usually spells out the worst of relationship scenarios. OY VEY IZ MIR!!! I could use a change. Even a job that drowned me with opportunity and a pet might not be enough. I’d have to learn another language or something.

i will survive...and so will you.

I’m sorry Austin, I need to go. I really do. I’ll visit. We’ll stay in touch.

church and politics

in this image he was quitting the church

i was shocked to find out that obama targeted the favor of religious parties. then i thought about it and it didn’t shock me as much.

It all started when I read an article on npr.org Obama Redraws Map of Religious Voters by Barbara Bradley Hagerty.  It wasn’t so much the article itself, it was more of the whole idea of church and politics being acknowledged that kinda irked me.  I don’t follow politics and never been one for it the least bit so i admit, i have NO BUSINESS writing about it.  

anyways, i have felt this way before when i saw a picture in the Statesman of bush and the pope together.

it's not like they just ran into each other at wal-mart or something...no, this was totally premeditated.

the Bible had foretold that chuch and politics were going to intertwine…somehow the foretelling didn’t do much cos i was still suprised. ok i need to go. my potato/cheddar/broccoli chowder induced food coma is kicking in.

peace out homebodies!!

i want a puppy

and companion for my puppy and a cat…I’d just take Sparkle back.  Cos i love her to death do us part style.  

I’m terribly unemployed but I’ll be moving to San Antonio soon.  And I need a pet.  I just need one.  I’ve been thinking about it a lot and I almost brought my famous cat back to Austin last time I went to visit my parents BUT even though my parent’s don’t like cats…they want her to stay…?!  I think it’s cos they think that I’ll go home more often if they keep her.  I want to keep her.  Maybe I’ll steal her.  NO! gosh, i can’t believe i even thought of that.  I’ll just offer them money for her!!!  ok ok enough about Sparkle, she by the way, wants NOTHING to do w/ me cos I so-called “abandoned her” she never said it to my face.  But it took her a mighty long time to get her to purr again.  I got her message alright. ok now: enough of Sparkle.

So I was thinking about getting a pet because, well because I miss Sparkle but I obviously can’t get a cat: i already have one that’s being held hostage, yet i have one.  So i thought: i’ll get a dog.  It kinda almost peeves me when people ask me “Are you a cat or a dog person?” WHAT IS THAT ABOUT?

part of me almost wants to respond with…Just cos you have discriminatory issues doesn’t me I do too.  ugh! the nerve of these hoomans.  whatev, whatev, WHATev.

I want a baby dog.  I was thinking of cute dogs that Sparkle would like.  But the thing is, I know that cat, and she is NEVER going to just accept another pet.  So i thought, I need to forget this Shih Tzu business cos it’s really not going to fly w/ the cat.  I thought: i need a tough little dog.  except, yes i’m totally all up on being hispanic but NO WAY will i get a Chihuahua.  They’re hideous. and little. and loud.  I can’t expose too many little things to one household.  I do have a heart.  So far I’m thinking: drum roll rolling 

what a handsome beast

a boxer!! look at that face!  the search continues… for the boxer’s companion and: NOT A WORD TO SPARKLE.  

 

peace out homebodies!

i’m a martini.

and i’m friends w/ mainly margaritas and manhattans

What’s Your Cocktail?

My Result: Martini

“Shaken, not stirred.” It shouldn’t be a surprise that you join the ranks of the classiest idols who down their tipple straight up. Like your signature cocktail, you’ve got grace and sophistication to spare. Timeless and never tacky, you’re not the type to fall for passing fads just because all the crowds are doing it. So just what is it about you? It’s called “class,” and you’ve got more than enough. And what’s even better is that you achieve your level of understated elegance without coming off as snooty (well, at least not all the time).

People might be intimidated because you definitely are the whole package, but once they get to know you, they quickly realize that you’re just as nice as you are cool. Cheers, darling!

What are you?
http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=cocktail2ogt&c=50652

i’m not sure i want to be a martini though… :-/

On Wednesdays we wear pink!

guess who’s been watching Mean Girls? over and over and over again??? yeah, I know many lines to the movie now. I can’t tell if my goal is to learn the whole movie or just avoid having to mess with the dvd player. yeah so as if that wasn’t bad enough i did some research and guess what i found:

yes, i disappoint myself with what i care to know. actually the vid is a hoax, which totally got me all sad for a while there.

in other news i went to some marriott joints to apply as front desk/sales/breakfast personnel. OH! andandAND: i went to open interviews for starbucks yesterday and i totally didn’t get hired. What is this world coming to when anyone can get a job at starbucks but me? they basically said: we don’t like that you’re a student and therefore at high risk of fleeing the country when starbucks needs you the most. coffee so hurts my feelings now, and after how dependent i let myself get on it? sadness.