It has been a few days since my last blog, so here is a quick update.
The guest room is mine now because my older sister took my room when she moved back from her dad's house--little does she know, I like my new room better. She is out of town with her latest boyfriend and won't return until Saturday. My little sister turned six, so I visited her and attended her birthday party; but, I could only take so much of Pleasantville, so after a while I wished my little sister a happy birthday and was quickly well on my way home...a little too quickly. A few miles from home, I was pulled over and issued my first speeding ticket. The state trooper let me off pretty easy though. I spent the rest of the weekend with my mom (the one I live with) at my grandmother's house because it was our turn to take care of Mam-ma. We ate ice-cream and watched "Marley and Me", which I enjoyed much more than I had expected. Sunday I saw "G.I. Joe" with my little brother, then went to hot yoga. The room steeped to ninety-eight degrees and eighty-seven percent humidity with thirty-eight people! It was CRAZY, but I got to show off some new poses I've learned. It was a great weekend!
Monday I saw "Aliens in the Attic" with the same little brother, then went to work at the pub long enough to make four bucks off of one table. At least they let me go home early. Tuesday morning, I sat with my grandfather, Papa, so my grandmother, Tutu, could go to the gym and run errands. I go every Tuesday and Thursday and I love it, (they are my favorite grandparents). Papa and I always watch CNN together, and I read or do research on the computer while he naps. It's a great bonding time for us, really, and Tutu pays me for it. It's nice for her to gain some of her independence back; she very much deserves a break every now and then from taking care of Papa. I encourage her to take her time because she always seems to hurry; I constantly reassure her that my mornings are free.
Tuesday afternoon, I spent seven hours completing a project my dad assigned me (with the internship). A day in the life of a Marketing Research Analyst made me realize that I do NOT want to be a Marketing Research Analyst. Staring at a computer screen for that amount of time is enough to make anyone go mental. It is a good realization to come to now, before I get my degree, rather than after, when it would be too late to do anything about it.
That being said, (obviously) I am switching majors...again. Not as drastically this time, though. Just enough for me to enjoy my career. A career in which I can travel, be creative, be well-respected, work for any kind of business or corporation, and make a comfortable amount of money, a career in which I can incorporate my knowledge of people and how they work, my need and ability to organize, my natural ability to please people, and in which I actually have to think. It outlines the perfect career for me; I laugh at the thought that I used to resist it. (When I took a course in the subject last semester, it was one of those subjects I thought I was going to hate, tried to hate, then ended up being impressed with because I couldn't hate it.)
What miraculous subject am I majoring in NOW??? Communications! (Mrs. Kruska will be so proud...)
I've not yet decided what my concentration will be, but I've got time to explore. For now, my plan is to get my Associate in Arts from the community college, (after this semster, I will only have seven hours left). Then, I will either transfer to any university here, or I could move to California and finish my B.A. online (which, needless to mention, adds to the appeal).
Anyways, it's 1:00am, and I going to my mom's yoga class at 9:30am, (all of the classes at the studio are hot), and it is a power vinyasa class...my favorite! We are leaving the house at 8:30am so she can set up the studio, so I need to get some rest.
Goodnight!
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