I just got out of my Art Final. My last final. And I got rave reviews on my video! Awesome! There was also some constructive criticism, but my professor said that I far exceeded expectations with the piece. That means a lot and I’m so stoked.
So now I’m in my department lab… 5 hours to kill until the Dept. Graduation/End-of-Semester party and lots of internetting to do, apparently. So yeah. Out!
You ever get in a bit of a funk and you’re not really sure why? You know you just feel like crap and you spend a lot of time trying to mentally sort out all of your emotional rubbish? Yeah… that’s me right now.
Well, I’m not completely at a loss for what may be causing my current state of funk; I mean, 2008 is starting out with a bang, for sure. Talked to Daddy yesterday and turns out he might be splitting from his current wife. Mom is house-hunting so that means it’s time to move. I’m still waiting to hear back about an internship I interviewed for a couple weeks ago. I pretty much have no job at this point. Oh, and some other emotional confusion too. So I guess I was wrong… the source of this funk isn’t so ambiguous.
The whole thing with Dad is not official yet. Don’t get me wrong, my siblings and I absolutely can’t stand his wife. It’s been drama from day one and even though they’ve only been married for, what, 2.5 years(?), I wouldn’t even be able to sum up all the drama in this entry. Let’s just say she’s super rude/disrespectful/immature/jealous. She doesn’t understand that the relationship between Father and Children is supposed to be different than that of Husband and Wife, and for good reasons; but she has always been jealous of our relationship with our Dad. But I’ll tell you one thing, it has taken every single day of the past 12.5 years since my parents split to rebuild our relationship with my Dad and it will surely be a cold day in hell with demons ice skating on the Lake of Fire before some chick comes in thinking she can take that away from us.
And even though we didn’t like her, we never even tried to sabotage the relationship. I mean, had that been our plan, the four of us would have succeeded even before they got married. My siblings and I can naturally be very intimidating, but we’re an unstoppable force when we’re on a mission, so she should consider herself lucky… well, sort of. Her fatal move was last year when she made some sideways crack about us telling my mom her business and then my mom telling other people when that was not even the truth because my mom could care less about her. Big Sis almost jumped over the couch and beat her in the kitchen. Only her Fiancee (now husband) and Brother could hold her back but the wrath that was in her voice was pretty much unabated. Oh, aaaand Big Sis humbled herself and called her after we left and APOLOGIZED to try and make amends and wife-lady would not take that as an opportunity to squash the beef.
So needless to say, the Sibs and I are happy that she will soon be gone, but we are sad that Daddy will now be twice divorced and a bit discouraged.
Then over on the Mom side, for several reasons, we shall soon be moving. We’re staying in the area, just changing homes. Personally, I’ve been urging a move for the past 2 years but people are only just now agreeing with me. >.< But I hate moving. Honest to God, my family has moved about every 3 years since my parents split in ‘95… so this’ll be *counting* the fifth time we’ve moved collectively since the split. And if you include my moving for college, that brings my personal total (only counting residences, not moving in plus moving out) up to 10 times.
I just can’t say it anymore plainly. I hate moving. The boxes, the packing, the organizing, the cleaning (the old and new places), the searching once you’ve moved, the settling in…. urggg.
I contacted the company I interviewed with a little while ago… they were STILL conducting interviews… at this point, I’m just like: Hire ME already! I’m the coolest one who most deserves the position!!!! Hopefully I’ll hear back from them by the end of the week because apparently I was a seasonal employee at Ye Olde Fabric Chain… even though I had been there for more than 6 months… o.O Go figure.
I think I’ve taken all I can stand from the customers anyway… swear, I love crafting and all that jive, but some of the people that come into crafting/fabric stores are straight up JERKS! And I’m talking about the regular Crafty ladies. Probably 40% of them are rude, nitpicky, impatient people. And you’d be AMAZED at how many people steal!!! I’m talking $40-$50 Gingher scissors, beads, notions, they rip the stuff right out of the package and leave it on the floor! They rip the wrapper off the remnants and shove it in their purses. They steal the red-tag stickers, stick them on regular-priced stuff and try to demand the red-tag price. It’s ridiculous.
So anyway… I think I will be starting a Vlog on YouTube soon… I’m trying to wait until I upgrade my computer in a couple weeks because I need a much faster processor to do the editing and other things I’m planning… so I’ll keep people updated… it would be a little different from this blog because I feel I’m much better at telling stories and conveying ideas visually than I am at typing stuff out… it’s a really different style. Visually is always more “*Stina”… so yeah….
Hopefully the rest of the month plays out more mellow…..
So anyone that knows me knows that I absolutely ♥ Pixar. It’s almost madness. I mean, I’m just a totally huge fan of not only the work the company produces, but also the work ethic and their love for the artist, the artistic process, and creativity itself. So from this love, one of my absolute dreams is to work there.
Last Spring I applied for a Production internship, but to no avail, I guess it’s sort of a big deal if I don’t know AVID even though I know FCP and DVD Studio Pro… eh. Sure, I didn’t get the Summer internship, but I pledged that I would work at Pixar someday and that I would just keep applying (to positions I’m qualified for) until they finally tired of me and just gave me a job. I said back in 2001 (when I was only 16) that I would work at Pixar someday. I have no doubt that I will be an employee there, for sure.
So anyway, since 2001 I’ve checked on a consistent and regular basis their listings of job and internship openings. It’s rare that I see one I’m qualified for since most of them are Comp Sci, Comp Engineering, QA (Quality Assurance), and other programming related gigs; which I am not qualified for. So you can imagine when I see one I actually have a shot at, I nearly spaz out.
I saw one for a winter internship and just days before the submission deadline. I applied super-fast and I really hope to hear back from them soon. I mean, I’m not a master of the custodial arts or anything, but I would even be a janitor there, just to be able to say that I work there (but then I realize that that type of stuff is probably contracted out so I wouldn’t technically be an employee of Pixar per se…)
So anyway… keep your fingers crossed. This could be the opportunity of a lifetime. And If I don’t hear back from them, I’ll just apply again… and again… and again.
Pixar, don’t do me wrong!
Yesterday I took a shift for a co-worker who needed more time for homework. She’s a cool chick and I totally understand about needing time to study, so it was no problem coming in to work, especially since I really need the money. The 4-10 shift really threw me off guard, though.
I regularly work in the mornings, no later than 3:00 because I’d rather get up early to go to work and have my afternoons/evenings free, than sleep in, have a little bit of time for myself and then have to waste my evening/night working… The morning shifts are not so terrible. We get a lot of people who have an agenda and come in there knowing what they want to do, 90% of the morning ladies (I only say ladies because it’s rare that guys come in, and they’re usually just looking for vinyl, speaker fabric, or sport nylon) know how to read a pattern or can guess-timate how much material they need. The store doesn’t start getting super busy until around 1 and it’s an easier time putting stuff back in order…
Evening shifts, on the other hand, are just terrible. Especially before Halloween. And even more especially during one of the BIGGEST sales of the year where virtually everything in the freaking store is 50% off: Fleece, Flannel, Suitings, Clearance/Red-Tag, Home-Dec, you name it. The place gets absolutely trashed. The go-backs at the cutting table are stacked 10-bolts high, you can’t get the fleece back on the racks fast enough before another big pile comes in, rolls of ribbons completely misplaced, abandoned carts everywhere. It’s like a Fabric Armageddon or something.
The clearance section is the worst. Bolts on the floor, fabric unwrapped and flapping in the air conditioned “breeze”, and everything askew and in disarray. Pure madness.
What sucks is that when the store closes, I can’t go home until everything is cleaned up. So the shift may say 4-10, but I could end up staying until 10:30 or 11:00. Wack. Today made me really remember why I don’t work in the evenings…. or stay until the store closes. I think if I can just get out before those doors are locked, I’m all good.
I think the highlight of the night, though, was finding that someone had ripped a page out of the pattern catalog to put their gum in… and they left it on the table, amidst the wreck.
Corporate was right when they titled the sale “Madness”…. that’s just what this is, carnage, pure carnage.
Which reminds me, I need to go get some stuff before the sale is over! =|
