Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Things just got musical

My freshman year of college, I was submerged into my Music Theory class.

I lived with two sorority girls (don't know how THAT happened), one of whom was nice and the other was...less so.

I have a vivid memory of sitting at my desk, doing my music theory homework, and quietly humming to myself.  That's the thing about music theory homework: you need to sing a little bit and probably don't realize you're doing it.  (This made finals and midterms especially comical.)

All of a sudden, she yelled, "CAN YOU STOP THAT?!"

I had no idea what she was talking about.

"WHY ARE YOU SINGING?!"

"Oh.  Sorry, I was doing my music homework.  I didn't realize I was singing."

<<< insert sad face here >>>

Friday, July 11, 2014

Birthday!

It's my birthday today!

I think you should wish me a happy birthday.

I started my new job on the 1st of the month.  It is awesome.  I feel incompetent and stupid every day, even though I know I'm not...which just affirms to me that I'm surrounded by intelligence.  If I'm the stupid one of the group, then the group is pretty dang smart!

It's just the learning curve.  I know it's to be expected.  I know I should be patient with myself.  I know I'd never be as demanding of another person as I am of myself.  But still.  I want to know everything RIGHT NOW and be awesome at everything THE FIRST TIME!  :D

Spoken like a true overachiever with a problem.

It's a great job, though.  I really like it.  It feels like I'm spending my day getting paid to learn a new hobby, which is GREAT.  It's demanding of the skills I have but in the fun challenging way I enjoy.  Besides, if it were way easy on day 1 I doubt I'd enjoy or respect it.

Since I have a July birthday, I grew up not having my birthday in school.  Since I was a teacher, I also...spent my birthdays outside of school.  While this is only my 2nd week, I was excited to have my birthday at a place for once!

Hooray!

I refrained from wearing my cake hat that lights up.  I mean, 2nd week and all.

(That's not the real reason.  I didn't want to take this giant hat on the bus because I carry so much stuff with me already!)

Monday, June 30, 2014

New Job!

My new job begins tomorrow!

I'm excited.

Like...the day before school excited.  But not the day-before-school-as-a-teacher excited, but day-before-school-as-a-student excited.

I resisted the urge to buy myself new school supplies.

Friday, June 27, 2014

Great Week - It's Coming!

This week has been a metaphorical sigh of relief.

JOB #1 - I got a promotion and raise!  This job isn't glamorous, but it's easy to do and the people are nice and very smart.  My promotion makes me "specialized" into a particular department rather than doing general word.  I'm actually really excited about it because now I get to focus on my favorite problems (for that job).  I'm basically helping with anything involving money - account management, refunds, purchasing, whatever.  Okay, I have a confession.  Whenever I took those career personality tests as a high schooler, college goer, and then lost adult - they ALWAYS told me to be an accountant.  Boo.  The creative side of me groans and says, "Man that sounds awful."  However, the very logical side of me who likes math goes, "Yeah, I'd be good at that."  And I am.  And I do like it the same way I liked math over history - there's always a logical answer.

JOB #2 - YES!  I have a second job!  Well, rather, I signed a contract to start a second job next week.  It...is...an AWESOME job even though I don't know the full details.  Basically, I'm transcribing/creating music for a music app company.  This job will nourish the creative side of me.  After some pretty awesomely geeky email exchanges with the hiring manager, I get the feeling that this place is a very Naoko place.

Wait, two jobs?

Here's the deal.

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Robbery!

While I have personally been robbed a few times (well, my parents were robbed and my stuff was the only stuff that got stolen), I've never actually witnessed a robbery.

I'm not sure this counts.

While at Walgreens, while perusing nail polish (that's always the sign you know I'm bored), I watched 3 guys run out.  The poor Walgreens lady said, "Code 7!  Code 7!" and then picked up the phone and over the loud speaker yelled, "Code 7!"

One very slow guy showed up and walked out the door to see what had happened.

Apparently, the 3 guys had stolen toilet paper.

I'm inclined to say that...if you need to steal toilet paper, then everyone should just let you.  I mean, it's a staple.  If you're stealing that, you're probably pretty hard up, right?

My quest for toothpaste got a little more interesting.

In case you were wondering, I ended up buying Pringles, too.

Saturday, June 7, 2014

Walked into a wall. No. Really.

It's the second time I've done it now.

Walking up the staircase, walking through the door, I was distracted by two flyers on the door.  I turned back around to read what they said.  Unfortunately for me, there's a tiny 6-8 inch wall by the door that's easy to not notice under normal circumstances.

When I was done reading, I turned around to go along on my merry way, not even thinking twice, but apparently I hadn't cleared the 6 inches of wall.  I was also, unfortunately, very very close to the corner of the wall and immediately smacked my face against it.

I get hurt quite a bit and quite often.

Friday, May 16, 2014

OneRepublic's Counting Stars

This one was by request.

OneRepublic's Counting Stars.

Did I have to Google that to double check if there was a space between "one" and "republic"?  Possibly.  Did I want to make sure that I wasn't really thinking of One Direction?  Maybe.  Am I too lazy to Google "one direction" right now to see if there's a space between THEIR name?  Definitely.

I've taken an unintentional break from making videos.

Really, I was just preoccupied with some other things, I guess.  I've been in the interview process for another job, and I tend to obsessive compulsively prepare for all things important.  

I also jammed my 3rd finger this week.  Again.  I've lost count of how many times I've jammed/sprained my finger.  Oh, there was that one time I got attacked by carnivorous bees and got stung on my finger only to discover I'm allergic to bees.  If I could do the cello solo from William Tell Overture with that...

It's so perfunctory now that I don't even talk about it or bring it up in conversation.  I'm way more likely to talk about how badly I feel like eating some sour cream and onion potato chips.  And I do.  REALLY badly.

Here's the vid!  I like comments :)  Unless they're mean.  Then...you can keep those to yourself.