The Fall

So admittedly, I almost forgot I had a blog here (again). It’s been nearly 3 months, and much has definitely happened since my last entry, including:

  • Going to New Orleans in October for work
  • Getting kissed by a random Kiwi on Halloween in what was my first post-relationship pucker
  • Watching the season 8 finale of Doctor Who at a geek bar…actually, it literally was called Geek Bar and it was awesome
  • Going to Fright Fest at Six Flags and having about six simultaneous heart attacks when a fella with a chainsaw found out I was frightened of him
  • Friendsgivings galore
  • Doing a variety of non-alcohol-related things, such as Trapped in a Room with a Zombie, visiting a pumpkin farm, seeing I Love Lucy Live on Stage, and taking advantage of the free days at the Field Museum
  • Getting promoted at work (that one was a biggie)

There are more, I’m sure, but seeing as it is currently the Saturday before Christmas, I need to get some shit together and start Christmas shopping. Feliz Navidad!

Life is such a blur

So much going on. I seriously can’t handle it but at the same time I am secretly loving the busyness.

I have so many projects overdue at work and it doesn’t help that in the past two weeks I kept getting interrupted by the holidays, snow, and this damn POLAR VORTEX (all of which has either caused my workplace to close for the day or let us go early). I’d like to stay late at the office to churn through them but I have my cousin’s wedding this Saturday, and it is slowly eating up all my free personal time. Friends are in town briefly for the holidays and I try to maintain appearances by showing up to get-togethers and birthday outings. Worst of all, I have finally discovered the enchanting show that is Downton Abbey, and today I had to firmly tell myself NOT to watch any more episodes (I just finished the Christmas special from the second season!).

But like I said…I think secretly I am loving all this activity. I’m quite the odd bee. Oh 2014!

Back from the dead (my laptop, that is)

I’m not really quite sure how to describe the past few months of my life. Certainly there have been a lot of ups and downs. Overwhelming whirlwinds. A roller coaster of emotions, experiences, and everything else. You get the gist. Since I last blogged, I:

  • Turned 24. Made my boyfriend take me to Navy Pier, friends came out to celebrate, family took me to Joe’s Crab Shack like I requested. It was a good birthday overall. (Do I sound spoiled and like a princess there? Oh dear…)
  • Had a lot of things happen at work. Not sure how to phrase them, but August and September were crazy months at the office. I was in and out for a variety of reasons, projects piled on like crazy, and the stress became so overwhelming in the weeks before my Eurotrip. At a tradeshow in Chicago literally the week before I flew out, the AC adapter for my laptop frizzed out. My laptop became unusable since it’s nearly four years old and the battery has degenerated into a piece of shit. In fact, today was the day a new adapter arrived and I’m actually typing on my computer for the first time in a month (in fact, it’s largely a reason why I hadn’t blogged since August). I had waited until coming back from my trip to order a new one, since what would have been the point to order it and have it arrive when I wasn’t even home?
  • Speaking of, I went on a Eurotrip. In the grand scheme of things, it was an amazing time. However, I will admit that every day was a struggle. There were a few days that I felt extremely low. So much so, I had a profound breakdown at the airport in Casablanca, Morocco. Couldn’t stop crying for about a good 12 hours. But no, I can not say that it was a terrible experience. It was something I’m glad I did in the end. After all, how often do you get photo opps like this one?

    A neat view of the Eiffel Tower

    I will have to go into detail about my two weeks traveling through Europe another time. You’re probably wondering what the hell was wrong with me and why was I crying for 12 hours at the airport. Actually, I’m still wondering that too.

  • Came home from Europe to find a life full of…nothing. No friends, no plans, no real activity. Just a boyfriend who works undesirable hours because of his job (police officer) and therefore have been unable to hang out with him as much as I would like. I think this is the bullet that is making me feel rather low again. As much as I love (yikes, I just said that out loud here) my man, a girl needs girl friends. And right now I am feeling rather lacking of such things. I can’t be venting mundane womanly items to him all the time. That’s just cruel.

October has not been my month

It just really hasn’t.

  1. So I’d been trying to buy cheap tickets to my alma mater’s homecoming football game coming up on the 27th, and my college was offering them at decent prices. However, when I finally registered for their event, I was put on a wait list for football tickets. Sigh, OK, that’s what I got for procrastinating. Not wanting to see if I would eventually get off that list or not, I finally bought football tickets last night through the athletics’ site. Not that big of a price difference, so I felt OK. However, today, my college called me to say they had tickets for me! And so I had to turn that down. That’s $25+ I could have saved right there. #facepalm
  2. I accidentally ran a red light last Friday. I’ve semi-run red lights before, where they turned red as I was speeding towards the yellow, but last Friday I legit just went through a solid red light. I swear it was an accident! Granted, I was transporting 4 of my girlfriends, who were already buzzing off alcohol, and blaring Spice Girls in my car, so it’s fair to say I was easily distracted. But all I remember is looking at the driver next to me, who looked like she was grimacing in a pretty funny way. I was about to mention this to my friends when I saw a green come on in the corner of my eye. My friends said something, and I started easing onto the pedal. Then someone said, “Uhh, where are you going?” and I realized I was about to drift through a solid red light! The green that I saw was from the light of the street that was crossing the one we were on! And like the idiot that I was, I decided to hell with it and continued on through. I really hope there were no cameras there. And I seriously half thought I was going to be pulled over at any second. And thank goodness there was no traffic coming through that crossing street!
  3. The office manager at my retail job yelled at me last Saturday. And she didn’t just yell. She barked. At me. In public. In front of customers. Even as I tried in vain to defend myself (she completely accused me of slacking off and not doing my job when I had legitimate reasons for doing what I was doing at the time) she barked mean things at me. Now, I don’t heavily dislike this manager. I know she’s known for being tough—a barker. But she had no right to basically put me down in public and claim that I don’t know what I’m doing and that I need to do my job properly. I almost teared. That’s the worst part. I almost cried! I was so insulted, I was ready to turn in my two weeks’ notice and be like, “Bitches, I have a real job, I don’t need your bullshit!” But then the office manager came back up to me an hour later and apologized. She knew she assumed wrong and she knew that I know how to do my job and I do a good job of it. So I didn’t quit. But damn, if ever I need a reason to get rid of my part-time gig I’m definitely using that!
  4. Work in general has just been stressful. Both my full-time career job and my retail job.
  5. Boys have also been sucking major.
  6. So have a lot of my friends.
  7. And I’m sure there’s like a dozen other stories I can write out here. But I’m going to spare myself the pain.

Oh how things have changed

My mood has gotten much better. Sometimes all it takes is a real good cry. It’s like when you’re hungover as hell—all you need to do is throw up and everything feels improved.

‘Course, it helps when your job decides to send you on a last-minute business trip…to England! Yep, that’s what I’m doing today. Flying out to the U.K. tonight, then coming back to Chicago on Friday. I literally found this out only a few days ago. But hey, I’m not complaining. In fact, when you consider that England is my dream destination, and that I’ve been dreaming of it since high school, this turns out to be a very happy situation indeed.

And in light of all this, one thing I’ve had to start researching is frequent flyer/miles rewards programs. This will be the third time I’m flying American Airlines this year, and the travel agent who booked me on this Manchester flight highly recommended I enroll in AAdvantage. Which I did. But it sucks because they won’t apply mileage credit for flights flown when not enrolled at the time. So those trips to Costa Rica and Miami I took earlier this year? Ineligible.

But you see…the reason why I absolutely detest these programs and why I don’t rush to join them is because they’ve just been so unreliable and unhelpful to me! Before 2010 I think I had only flown somewhere about twice in my whole life. When I studied abroad in Costa Rica two years ago, I took US Airways. I signed up for their Dividend Miles program, and now my balance of 4,694 miles is due to expire in a few days because of inactivity. So those are going to waste. Last year my family and I flew Delta Airlines to go to the Philippines. When flying home, the flight attendant handed me an enrollment form for their SkyMiles program. My mom encouraged it, and since I knew she’d gotten free tickets before just for her two previous trips to the Philippines (flying there is a shit ton of miles), I signed up. But lo and behold, they never credited my flight to the Philippines and back, and my balance there right now is only a measly 500 miles just for signing up.

Just thinking about these stupid things is making me annoyed again. OK, must stop and continue packing.