Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Anywho... this is all besides the point. What I really want to say is that I think that my upstairs neighbors are GIANTS! I was just settling into my oh so wonderfully comfortable bed after a long day and was beginning to dose when I heard a whole lot of pounding coming from above. Now at first I wondered what was going on, was the ceiling cracking, had someone upstairs repeatedly dropping a bowling ball? No. My giant neighbors were just walking around. I couldn't believe how incredibly loud it was and how awful I felt when I was wondering how much the person weighed that was making such a racket.
Needless to say I was irritated and wanted to call upstairs and tell whoever it was to sit down and quit walking around! Luckily the pounding finally stopped, probably because the giants decided to go to bed, and I was able to FINALLY go to sleep. Maybe I will go meet my upstairs neighbors...I have never met a giant before.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Once I recognized my mistake I had to do the most horrible and painful thing...confess my mistake. I felt like such an idiot because I had totally made not only a mistake but a STUPID mistake. My colleague was very understanding and really nice about it but deep down I know that he is going to have a harder time trusting me with something again later. Which really is what made me feel the worst. I am trying really hard to do good work for everyone that I help so that I can build trust. Making mistakes like I did today doesn't really ensue a whole lot of confidence. So in the end I felt pretty crappy about it but I accepted it and now I just need to move on. Hopefully I will have another chance to prove myself and this time impress instead of disappoint.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
On this phone call each of the promotions that have happened in the last month are announced and also any new hires. There were a couple of interns that were new but I was the only brand new FULL TIME employee introduced. Ben Jolley, who is my supervisor, introduced me on the call. He said some nice things and complimented me on my successes thus far. Everything was just hunky dory and I was thinking oh that was a nice introduction...and then Ben proceeded to tell everyone that I came from of family of 15 kids and that I believed Aliens will visit the earth.
Needless to say I was a little surprised by that. Everyone in the room turned and looked at me. Awkward! Ben started laughing and that signaled to everyone else that it was a JOKE and I clarified that I only have four kids in my family... not 15 and that I am still up in the air on the Alien thing...
Monday, September 15, 2008
Now the sad part of this story comes in when I opened my statement saw what I made and then saw how much I was actually getting. Depression, wanting to cry, and a little frustration would accurately describe how I was feeling.
What is the deal with dinging single people so stinking much! Isn't that discimination!? Well although I was sad to see so much of my pay check going into someone elses pocket I am grateful to be worth more then .11 cents now. Ironing board here I come!
Saturday, September 13, 2008
After we had signed our lives away it was time to dig down deep and get back to your 8 year old self and let it all go! You wouldn't believe how easily a bunch of college kids were able to find so much joy and entertainment in jumping and flinging themselves into big blow up toys! Within two minutes of running all over the place I was completely exhausted and wondered how I ever did it as a kid. I think that is was a good indication that I need to exercise. Umm yeah, consider it on the list.
A little later they turned off the lights and turned on these disco balls and played classic songs such as "Celebrate" and "Y.M.C.A" which a small group of us proceeded to begin a small dance party with some crazy stake dance moves! Erin (my cool roommate) and I were pretty much working it! The whole thing turned out to be A LOT of fun and I realized that I had a pretty sweet ward. Even Bishop was playing! Too fun!
The night concluded with a jam out session to Disney songs on our way home. Couldn't have asked for a better Friday night!
Friday, September 12, 2008
Anywho...on to my new obsession. I am obsessed with LEONA LEWIS!
Seriously, LOVE her. I have recently become a BIG fan of Pandora (http://www.pandora.com/) in which I listen to my Leona Lewis station all day long! The obsession began when I was listening to my Leona Lewis station (which I created simply because I LOVE her song Bleeding Love). I would hear these songs that I hadn't heard before and I would think to myself "This is a good song! I wonder who sings it?" So I would go and look and see who it was and guess who it was...you guessed it...my very own Leona! So basically I am in great anticipation for my next pay check (I currently have .11 cents to my name, the reason for that is for another time and another post) so that I can buy her WHOLE album "Spirit." Monday is PAY DAY! : ) Just a few more days and I can satisfy my addiction.
P.S. Rachel and Brock came to visit me yesterday on their way to some surprise romantic getaway(Brock was surprising Rachel) for their 1 year anniversary! Can't believe they have been married for a year! Crazy! I love them so much though and I am so glad that they stopped and said "hi."
Thursday, September 11, 2008
So last night I had the pleasure of going to institute. Once I got to the Tanner building I had a heck of a time trying to find the room that the class was being held in. I was told that the class was held in room 215 but come to find out, after asking a random person, that there was no room 215 in the building. Which brings me to a question that I have often asked myself...why in the world would you skip numbers when numbering rooms in a building!? Is there some person out there just getting a kick out of the fact that a poor helpless girl is wandering around in a very large building looking for a room number that doesn't exist!? Cruel...
After stalking after a boy carrying scriptures thinking that he must being going to institute as well (which I later thought probably wasn't the best sign to look for especially on the BYU campus) I was able to find AN institute class. It didn't take long before I discovered that I was not in the right class...At the very first of class we did introductions (I hate doing introductions) and part of what we were supposed to share with the class was what ward we were from. I immediately had a panic attack as I realized I didn't know what ward I was in. I quickly texted my roommate and asked what ward we were in (THANK HEAVENS FOR TEXTING, once again helping me to save face). People began introducing themselves and saying they were from wards such as the 88th, 116th, and the 127th ward. This is what tipped me off to the fact that I was in the wrong class because my ward is the 7th ward. I was pretty sure that I hadn't made it to the right place. I announced that to the class during my introduction feeling somewhat stupid but of course they assured me that I could NEVER be in the wrong institute class and that I was just fine to be there : )
Now onto the reason for the title of this post. As one of the boys introduced himself he was telling us something that was unique about him and this is what he said "I *heart* thrift stores mucho." It honestly took me a full minute to digest and understand what it was that he had just said! My very next thought was...what is this world coming to? We are now using text message, t-shirt, and foreign languages all at once! Crazy! One side confession though...I kind of thought that it was cool that he had chosen to say it that way. I think that things like that say a lot about a person and I can almost guarantee that boy has one SWEET personality!
So as a tribute to my cool thrift store loving institute buddy I would just like to say...
I *HEART* BLOGGING MUCHO!
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
For all of you who are new to this whole blogging thing, as a person living in a free country you have the not only the ability but the right to "follow" people's blogs. "Following" someone means that you will be notified when that particular person posts something new on their blog. So if you feel so inclined to be notified whenever I post something new become a follower of my blog! If you did it would make me feel so good and probably boost my self esteem quite a bit.
Holly has won the BIG award though for being the first! Thanks Holly for supporting me and my desire to become a blogger with followers!
To become a follower of Marisa's Blog scroll down and you will find the follower section on the left hand side of the page. Go ahead...make me feel good about myself!
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
I just need to remind everyone that I don't know Provo, I don't know the tricks, I barely know how to get from my apt to work and from work back to my apt. That is the extent of my Provo knowledge. Luckily I had previously been to the Marriot Center and was able to find it just fine...the problem came once I found it. All you long term Provo residents will laugh at the fact that I thought that I was going to get a parking spot at the Marriot Center and I didn't. I drove all the way down to the creamery on 9th East for those who are familiar with Provo that is a REALLY long ways away from the Marriot Center.
I found a sole parking spot and then began my HIKE to the Marriot Center in shoes that are definitely not condusive for HIKING! Within 5 minutes I had 3 blisters on my toes and every step was very painful! I made it within 100ft of the Marriot Center, taking the long way, I unforunately found out later, before I ran into a group of boys walking the other direction. They asked if I was going to the Marriot Center and of course I replied that I was and they proceeded to tell me that the Marriot Center was full. What I thought was a stake conference was actually a region conference making the gathering a much bigger deal and involving A LOT more people. Needless to say I was a little frustrated at the fact that I had just walked a bazillion miles in heels to get to the now FULL Marriot Center.
I decided to ignore the boys and try to get into the Marriot Center anyway, mostly because I didn't know what else to do. I didn't know where I would go to have church if I didn't attend my "stake conference." When I got inside people were sitting on the floor watching the televisions outside of the actual auditorium. I figured that I would just have to be ok with sitting on the ground for the next hour and half. After Sister Dibb concluded her talk my legs and behind were completely numb and I decided that I was not sitting on the floor for the rest of the conference. I decided to be brave and see if I could get myself a seat.
I talked to one of the ushers who told me to try portal J because there was some seats that she pointed out to me. I talked to the usher at portal J who was not the most friendly girl. She told me that there were no seats and as I had just seen with my own eyes that there was I asked her why I could see empty seats. Attitude deserves a little attitude back...I was just trying to find a seat for heavens sake she didn't have to be rude about it! She simply said that anyone who had walked down there had come right back up and so I asked if I could at least go try. She consented.
Then I proceeded to descend the gazillion steps to try and find a seat. The first two were "saved" which I thought was a bunch of baloney by this time it was 30 minutes into the conference if there wasn't someone sitting there by now then they shouldn't be saving it! Anyway I got to what looked like the third and final open seat, this seat was about 10 rows up from the bottom facing the pulpit and I asked the girl if she was saving the seat next to her and she said she wasn’t! I was so happy! SWEET VICOTRY! As I sat down I realized that President Packer was speaking and President Uchtdorf was on the stand! This was a big deal and I had just scored an AMAZING seat! So the moral of the story…Blisters=Great Seats!
Friday, September 5, 2008
A and her mom didn't arrive in Provo until about 10:30. I knew that it was going to be a late night anyway but starting as late as we did I knew it was going to be a REALLY late night so I took a nice little nap from 9:30-10:00 p.m. so that I would have a little more pep to keep my little eyes open until the wee hours of the morning. A, her mom and I went to DQ for some grub and enjoyed lively conversation, particularly about the sweet relationship that Aileen and I have and how well we have gotten to know one another. Yes A, I do KNOW you!
I felt somewhat bad taking Mama Ferguson's daughter from her and leaving her all by herself in the hotel room but at the same time I was very excited to have my roomy back. Once we got to my apt (with Aileen not stalling once in her new standard! Phew!) we sat and chatted and had companionship inventory. Which I LOVE by the way. What a good healthy activity to participate in...a totally honest and open conversation about how you are feeling about the friendship or companionship. A has always been incredible at getting out of me exactly how I feel and I will say that I think that it takes less effort on her part now. I offer my thoughts and feelings a lot more freely now days...sometimes I think A wishes I wasn't so pro "talk about my feelings."
My nap definitely came in handy in helping me to stay awake until 3:30 in the morning...yes that is right 3:30 in the morning! Believe me I am feeling it today and I am going to crash hard tonight but it was TOTALLY worth it. The rest of the night consisted of talking, gigling, bedtime routines, a few back spasms (Aileen has weird health issues, sometimes I wonder if she is going to survive to the next day) and some sleep talking coming from my side of the bed! The night was so fun and I most definitely have a really GREAT friend, for LIFE! Love you A!
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
- There happens to be more than 3 restaurants here in Provo and two shopping malls less than 15 minutes away from where I live. This is a JOY to my heart!
- When entering Provo you feel as though you are entering a booming metropolis...at least in comparison to Rexburg which when you enter you wonder if you got off at the right exit.
- I have throughly enjoyed the fact that my hair isn't blown all over the place the moment I step outside my door, making it much easier to have the motivation to actually "do" my hair in the morning.
- One thing that I never dealt with in Rexburg was traffic. I find myself getting very frustrated here in Provo because it takes me 15 minutes to drive one mile!
- I very much miss walking into Broluims and seeing at least 5 people I know from school and of course recognizing almost all the employees. These are the joys of living in a small town. I felt so unwelcome and unfamiliar on my first trip to Macey's here in Provo.
- Lastly there is a much more homey feel to Rexburg. Yes at first you feel as though you are out in the middle of nowhere and you almost feel as though you are on an island (especially in the winter when your life is threatened everytime you try to drive anywhere) but then all the sudden you start to miss the place when you are away and it is all down hill from there.
As you can see there are a lot of pros and cons to both places. I dearly loved my time in Rexburg and I am so glad I was able to spend so much time there. I will always love going back there and seeing how it has grown and at the same time how it has stayed exactly the same. I also am enjoying the change to a little different city and learning all it has to offer. I think for now I will just keep focusing on the fact that soon enough Provo will also hold a special place in my heart.
One side note: I LOVE the fact that I can be home in 1 hour instead of 3. I am much happier when I get home and I don't have to spend as much on gas, and that is ALWAYS a good thing.