I got an interview with EPIK!!
I am so stinkin' excited.
The interview will be in Atlanta, at the Korean Consulate, either Tuesday, June 9 or Wednesday, June 10. I just e-mailed the lady back with my availability for the interviews. I'm already really nervous and was totally just like, omg, I don't have pants to wear, what am I going to say, what are they going to ask me, what if they hate me, what if they love me!
So yeah. That's GREAT news.
Just keep your fingers crossed for me that day (whatever day it ends up being, I'll inevitably let you all know). If it's meant to be, it certainly will happen.
Now it's time to watch some basketball and finally grab some din-din!
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Good Days.
So, I just had a pretty good couple days, which was much need given my previous post and couple days.
Yesterday I had normal work, and normal tutoring. Everything was just about average. After tutoring, I stopped by Zaxby's to cash in on my 5 free chicken fingers w/ purchase of a drink coupon for dinner. Then I had coffee talk. For those of you who haven't heard me rave about coffee talk, let me explain. For my job at the ELI, we have weekday/afternoon activities as well as weekend activities. Each weekday activity is sponsored by an LA (that's what I am), and then if enough students go, any additional LA that attends can get paid as well. I am the sponsor of Volleyball on Tuesdays. I also go to coffee talk most wednesday. Coffee Talk is basically just students and LAs hanging out at the Starbucks on Archer Road, drinking coffee and talking about whatever we want.
So last night's coffee talk was extra fun. It starts at 7 p.m. and we just hung out for a bit. Then I started a round of the wah game (long explanation, it's just a dumb game). Then I was talking to different students asking how to say "my name is allison" in their native language. So far I'm up to: English, Spanish, French, Portuguese, Russian, Korean, Arabic. Korean is bar none the most difficult to say. Transliterated, it's roughly: nay il-rum uh (with teeth clenched) Allison im-ni-dah.
As coffee talk was wrapping up, a group of the students decided they wanted to go bowling. So, with about 15 of the other students, I went to AlleyKatz for Quartermania. I got a discounted rate (I just asked please and stuck the lower lip out... works like a charm!) and bowled for like two hours, till 12:30 with them! It was so so much fun! I bowled mostly with some of the Arabic students, but there were also lots of spanish speaking students there and some Russians.
Anyways, today was good too. Class was super fun. We played Taboo and the students just loved it. They got really competitive, as they always do, and it seems like they really enjoyed that game. One of our Arabic students got the word arab and he was like ME ME ME! Then he pointed to another Arabic student on his team and was like you and me are this... and he said "friends!!" It was hilarious.
Today I also go new headphones because my ipod earbuds were breaking. The new ones are a little bit strange (they go more in my actual ear, which feels a bit weird) but I like them a lot. The sound quality is really good, much better than my old ones.
Tonight I'm going out to Brophy's as part of Dan Reed's going away party/saddness. It's crazy how people are really moving away. First Ali, whom I'll never see again, ever. Now Dan Reed.
xoxo,
A.
Yesterday I had normal work, and normal tutoring. Everything was just about average. After tutoring, I stopped by Zaxby's to cash in on my 5 free chicken fingers w/ purchase of a drink coupon for dinner. Then I had coffee talk. For those of you who haven't heard me rave about coffee talk, let me explain. For my job at the ELI, we have weekday/afternoon activities as well as weekend activities. Each weekday activity is sponsored by an LA (that's what I am), and then if enough students go, any additional LA that attends can get paid as well. I am the sponsor of Volleyball on Tuesdays. I also go to coffee talk most wednesday. Coffee Talk is basically just students and LAs hanging out at the Starbucks on Archer Road, drinking coffee and talking about whatever we want.
So last night's coffee talk was extra fun. It starts at 7 p.m. and we just hung out for a bit. Then I started a round of the wah game (long explanation, it's just a dumb game). Then I was talking to different students asking how to say "my name is allison" in their native language. So far I'm up to: English, Spanish, French, Portuguese, Russian, Korean, Arabic. Korean is bar none the most difficult to say. Transliterated, it's roughly: nay il-rum uh (with teeth clenched) Allison im-ni-dah.
As coffee talk was wrapping up, a group of the students decided they wanted to go bowling. So, with about 15 of the other students, I went to AlleyKatz for Quartermania. I got a discounted rate (I just asked please and stuck the lower lip out... works like a charm!) and bowled for like two hours, till 12:30 with them! It was so so much fun! I bowled mostly with some of the Arabic students, but there were also lots of spanish speaking students there and some Russians.
Anyways, today was good too. Class was super fun. We played Taboo and the students just loved it. They got really competitive, as they always do, and it seems like they really enjoyed that game. One of our Arabic students got the word arab and he was like ME ME ME! Then he pointed to another Arabic student on his team and was like you and me are this... and he said "friends!!" It was hilarious.
Today I also go new headphones because my ipod earbuds were breaking. The new ones are a little bit strange (they go more in my actual ear, which feels a bit weird) but I like them a lot. The sound quality is really good, much better than my old ones.
Tonight I'm going out to Brophy's as part of Dan Reed's going away party/saddness. It's crazy how people are really moving away. First Ali, whom I'll never see again, ever. Now Dan Reed.
xoxo,
A.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Missing Things.
So I missed the season finale of Gossip Girl because I thought it was at 9. I never know what time t.v. shows actually start anymore because of TiVo. The really bad thing is that the TiVo wasn't working because the boys next door moved out and took their wireless adapter thingy with them, so we had no internet connection. Luckily, the TiVo is in the process of reconnecting. However, as such, I have no recording of the Gossip Girl episode either... :-( Anyone have it on their t.v. for me to watch? Also, can I watch it online?
So this weekend was more eventful than expected. Friday night was Pav's birthday party where I: had a 40 race (won via cheating), was desperate for loving (but got none, 'cept from teen and kate, but what else is new?), wanted to cut a girl because she was hatin' on Pav, went to checkers and had bacon cheddar cheese fries, hung out at tjs, and finally went home at 3 a.m.
Saturday morning I woke up, got ready to head home (packed bags, almost left dress, left a bunch of stuff), and hit the road. I got home around 12:30 or so, promptly changed into the bathing suit and laid out for an hour or so. Then fell asleep from 3-8 p.m. Woke up, felt bad because I was going to go to the movies with some of the girls. Went to five guys for dinner at 9:40, met up with the girls at Friday's, ate free spinach dip, and giggled and gossiped lots!
Sunday, woke up 9:30, went to the beach with Sarah and LB 10ish. I drove with Sarah. So, here's story #1: Driving down Southern, over the bridge onto Palm Beach. Coming down off the bridge I see a cop car. I say to Sarah, I hope he doesn't pull me over. Then we say, well, I'm only going 46, and the speed limit is 40, so he shouldn't. We pass him, he doesn't turn on his lights or pull out. Phew. Then, delayed reaction, he pulls out of his spot, and I'm like oh crap, he's gonna pull me over. Then, no lights on, go around roundabout next to Mar-a-lago/tennis courts with no problems no lights. Phew. Then, a few yards down the street, he's behind me, lights on. WTF? I pull over and he comes up and is like, you know it's 35 there? And I was like, uh, no, I had no idea. Then he asks for my license, registration, etc. I give him everything but realize oh shit, I don't have my registration because I threw it away (another story for another day). He ends up giving me a ticket for not having valid registration (although I do have the new sticker on my car so I'm obviously registered). $10 ticket if I can produced proof of registration (I have to order a new one for $3.50). Okay, no big deal, $13.50 total cost of my ticket.
Kelly's wedding is beautiful. Kelly is absolutely gorgeous. Danny is thrilled to pieces. Kelly is thrilled to pieces. See Efraim, blast from the past. Hang out with the girls, do the cupid shuffle, the macarena, the electric slide, the cha cha slide, and stomp to a little Kirk Franklin. Have amazing food. Take lots of pictures (See facebook). Do leg lift pose. The usual.
Monday morning, I wake up at 6:45 to drive home. Leave at 7:40. Driving, everything is fine and dandy. I get pulled over. For going 80. On the turnpike. Where the speed limit is 70. And everyone does 80. How the hell did that happen? I got so mad, because I had been passed like 10 minutes earlier by like five cars flying down the turnpike with no regard for the speed limit, and I have my cruise control set at 79. I actually started crying, I was so miffed. Anyways, cop's a jerk, and I get a $113 ticket for going 80 in a 70. Plus I have to do driving school online.
Then, drive through the worst rain imaginable in Orlando, not exceeding 50 mph for a full thirty minutes, and slowing to 35 mph for five minute intervals. Did I mention I missed work because I got in to late to get there...? Yeah, it was an awesome day.
So now, I'm back in Gainesville. I've been cranking out graduation thank you notes to people, trying to organize my room to some degree, uploading pics, etc.
Sorry this was so long, but it was an eventful weekend for me.
Oh, btw, Craig is coming down next week I think. Crazy.
xoxo,
A.
So this weekend was more eventful than expected. Friday night was Pav's birthday party where I: had a 40 race (won via cheating), was desperate for loving (but got none, 'cept from teen and kate, but what else is new?), wanted to cut a girl because she was hatin' on Pav, went to checkers and had bacon cheddar cheese fries, hung out at tjs, and finally went home at 3 a.m.
Saturday morning I woke up, got ready to head home (packed bags, almost left dress, left a bunch of stuff), and hit the road. I got home around 12:30 or so, promptly changed into the bathing suit and laid out for an hour or so. Then fell asleep from 3-8 p.m. Woke up, felt bad because I was going to go to the movies with some of the girls. Went to five guys for dinner at 9:40, met up with the girls at Friday's, ate free spinach dip, and giggled and gossiped lots!
Sunday, woke up 9:30, went to the beach with Sarah and LB 10ish. I drove with Sarah. So, here's story #1: Driving down Southern, over the bridge onto Palm Beach. Coming down off the bridge I see a cop car. I say to Sarah, I hope he doesn't pull me over. Then we say, well, I'm only going 46, and the speed limit is 40, so he shouldn't. We pass him, he doesn't turn on his lights or pull out. Phew. Then, delayed reaction, he pulls out of his spot, and I'm like oh crap, he's gonna pull me over. Then, no lights on, go around roundabout next to Mar-a-lago/tennis courts with no problems no lights. Phew. Then, a few yards down the street, he's behind me, lights on. WTF? I pull over and he comes up and is like, you know it's 35 there? And I was like, uh, no, I had no idea. Then he asks for my license, registration, etc. I give him everything but realize oh shit, I don't have my registration because I threw it away (another story for another day). He ends up giving me a ticket for not having valid registration (although I do have the new sticker on my car so I'm obviously registered). $10 ticket if I can produced proof of registration (I have to order a new one for $3.50). Okay, no big deal, $13.50 total cost of my ticket.
Kelly's wedding is beautiful. Kelly is absolutely gorgeous. Danny is thrilled to pieces. Kelly is thrilled to pieces. See Efraim, blast from the past. Hang out with the girls, do the cupid shuffle, the macarena, the electric slide, the cha cha slide, and stomp to a little Kirk Franklin. Have amazing food. Take lots of pictures (See facebook). Do leg lift pose. The usual.
Monday morning, I wake up at 6:45 to drive home. Leave at 7:40. Driving, everything is fine and dandy. I get pulled over. For going 80. On the turnpike. Where the speed limit is 70. And everyone does 80. How the hell did that happen? I got so mad, because I had been passed like 10 minutes earlier by like five cars flying down the turnpike with no regard for the speed limit, and I have my cruise control set at 79. I actually started crying, I was so miffed. Anyways, cop's a jerk, and I get a $113 ticket for going 80 in a 70. Plus I have to do driving school online.
Then, drive through the worst rain imaginable in Orlando, not exceeding 50 mph for a full thirty minutes, and slowing to 35 mph for five minute intervals. Did I mention I missed work because I got in to late to get there...? Yeah, it was an awesome day.
So now, I'm back in Gainesville. I've been cranking out graduation thank you notes to people, trying to organize my room to some degree, uploading pics, etc.
Sorry this was so long, but it was an eventful weekend for me.
Oh, btw, Craig is coming down next week I think. Crazy.
xoxo,
A.
Friday, May 15, 2009
My sleeping schedule has gone to hell. I am wide awake right now, at 12:30, but I have to be up by 9 a.m. to prep tutoring, go to meetings, maybe hit the pool (wishful thinking?), go to tutoring, play at summer league, grab some dinner, go to Pavalicious's birthday party, and then get ready to hit the road for home for Kelly's wedding.
Which leads me to my next topic: Kelly's wedding. Besides my brother, which was crazy enough as it was, Kelly is the first person around my age to be getting married. It's pretty mind-boggling, thinking to myself, hey, that could have been me. I mean I never, at any point, expected to be getting married a mere two weeks after my college graduation, but for quite some time, I was hoping for within the year. And now here I am, single as can be, with not a care in the world about marriage or families or any of that domesticated "lady-like" stuff.
Instead, I'm fretting about how much I'm (not) getting paid, taking care of the building mountain of mail I must respond to, figuring out exactly what my weekly drinking limits are, scraping by on minimal preparation for tutoring, and eating way way too much McDonalds for my own liking (no joke, I had McDonalds twice last night alone. I was disgusted by myself, much as you should be too).
In other news, I'm very excited for the upcoming couple weeks. Obviously, Kelly's wedding, and a much needed, albeit very brief, visit home this weekend. Next weekend goes like this: Lake Wauberg for work (yes, I will get paid $8.25/hour to hang out at lake wauberg), Irish Car Bomb cupcakes with Teen, Min-Gu's 21st birthday party, Busch Gardens with Melly! The following weekend: Hotlanta!
Now, the real problems are: I have no clean clothing. Literally, I am wearing the last pair of clean underwear I own. My room (and quickly, the apartment as a whole) is being taken over with my crap. I just vacuumed my room, and it's already in a shambles. My rapidly depleting bank account matched with RecSports inability to actually reimburse me the ~500 I am owed for Centex and Regionals.
Well, this post basically turned out to be a train wreck of slap-dash thoughts and haphazard concerns. Story of my life these days.
xoxo,
A
Which leads me to my next topic: Kelly's wedding. Besides my brother, which was crazy enough as it was, Kelly is the first person around my age to be getting married. It's pretty mind-boggling, thinking to myself, hey, that could have been me. I mean I never, at any point, expected to be getting married a mere two weeks after my college graduation, but for quite some time, I was hoping for within the year. And now here I am, single as can be, with not a care in the world about marriage or families or any of that domesticated "lady-like" stuff.
Instead, I'm fretting about how much I'm (not) getting paid, taking care of the building mountain of mail I must respond to, figuring out exactly what my weekly drinking limits are, scraping by on minimal preparation for tutoring, and eating way way too much McDonalds for my own liking (no joke, I had McDonalds twice last night alone. I was disgusted by myself, much as you should be too).
In other news, I'm very excited for the upcoming couple weeks. Obviously, Kelly's wedding, and a much needed, albeit very brief, visit home this weekend. Next weekend goes like this: Lake Wauberg for work (yes, I will get paid $8.25/hour to hang out at lake wauberg), Irish Car Bomb cupcakes with Teen, Min-Gu's 21st birthday party, Busch Gardens with Melly! The following weekend: Hotlanta!
Now, the real problems are: I have no clean clothing. Literally, I am wearing the last pair of clean underwear I own. My room (and quickly, the apartment as a whole) is being taken over with my crap. I just vacuumed my room, and it's already in a shambles. My rapidly depleting bank account matched with RecSports inability to actually reimburse me the ~500 I am owed for Centex and Regionals.
Well, this post basically turned out to be a train wreck of slap-dash thoughts and haphazard concerns. Story of my life these days.
xoxo,
A
Monday, May 11, 2009
Sleep Deprivation and Aladdin
I am not ready to move on. From anything.
Not yet.
You know, I'm still really really stressed about work, and about tutoring and about how the hell I'm going to balance everything.
Tonight I realized that some of it must be faked. So I faked it tonight. I was so tired. I was so bored.
I had a great afternoon at the pool. It was relaxing and fun and absolutely, one-hundred percent enjoyable. Dinner (read: the last supper) was fantastic. I always love Dragonfly. I've never been and not really enjoyed myself. Tonight I had edamame, pork dumplings, chicken tempura, and tempura ice cream. Indulgent, yes. Delicious, yes. Fun, absolutely.
I think the movie afterwards just overdid it for me. I was too tired from such a long day and it lost a lot of the fun.
Plus, what the hell am I doing? I haven't prepared tutoring for tomorrow AT ALL. Plus, Thomas and I haven't planned for class this week. I'm just feeling moderately overwhelmed with stuff and I've been putting everything off by staying up till crazy hours (back to back nights: 7:15 a.m. and 5:30 a.m.) and now it's kicking my ass.
Signing off for now. Tonight will be an earlier night for me.
xoxo,
A
Not yet.
You know, I'm still really really stressed about work, and about tutoring and about how the hell I'm going to balance everything.
Tonight I realized that some of it must be faked. So I faked it tonight. I was so tired. I was so bored.
I had a great afternoon at the pool. It was relaxing and fun and absolutely, one-hundred percent enjoyable. Dinner (read: the last supper) was fantastic. I always love Dragonfly. I've never been and not really enjoyed myself. Tonight I had edamame, pork dumplings, chicken tempura, and tempura ice cream. Indulgent, yes. Delicious, yes. Fun, absolutely.
I think the movie afterwards just overdid it for me. I was too tired from such a long day and it lost a lot of the fun.
Plus, what the hell am I doing? I haven't prepared tutoring for tomorrow AT ALL. Plus, Thomas and I haven't planned for class this week. I'm just feeling moderately overwhelmed with stuff and I've been putting everything off by staying up till crazy hours (back to back nights: 7:15 a.m. and 5:30 a.m.) and now it's kicking my ass.
Signing off for now. Tonight will be an earlier night for me.
xoxo,
A
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Graduation and punishment
Happy Graduation to me!
I can't believe that my college career is officially over. Graduation went well, I suppose. It was a little bit boring, as one would assume, although they kept everything moving quickly along, so the whole thing took just under two hours. It did put some things into perspective though. My graduation ceremony had one-half of my totally College of Liberal Arts and Sciences graduating class (majors A-L), and I knew barely one in every 25-40 students. It was crazy to think about how small I am, in a school so large.
I'd been pretty busy leading up to graduation. By that, I mean I was going out a lot and having a whole bunch of fun. Birthday party, wednesday, as mentioned in earlier post, Gator Stompin' Thursday, XS/Chucks (?) house/Glenn's apartment Friday, Ultimate bbq/Capture the Flag Saturday night, Graduation/board games at Matt Goff's Sunday. I think it finally caught up to me. On Sunday night, I was starting to feel a little bit sick, my throat was hurting and what not. Monday morning, I woke up sweating bullets and feeling terrible. I had a fever of 102, and my throat was killing me. I had a headache and my whole body was hurting. Went to the doctor with my mom (thank god my parents were still in town) that afternoon. Strep throat.
Truth is, I guess this is the best time to get it. I start working on Thursday, and should be feeling much better by then. The antibiotics have already started to kick in, and I've actually been able to get some stuff done today. Monday and yesterday, however, were complete busts. I pretty much just sat in bed alternating between freezing and overheating. I had a fever until this morning.
Yesterday, I finally got my letter of recommendation from my boss, and so I officially mailed my job application to the Korean consulate in Atlanta. I'm pretty amped that that's done. I also ran a couple other errands and am actually in Panera now, enjoying being outside of my apartment for the first time since Monday. I'm regaining my appetite, which is kind of a shame. I was hoping I could work this sickness for at least a couple pounds... :-)
I will keep you posted about the job application process. Let's all keep our fingers crossed!
xoxo,
A
p.s. I got a STUNNING coach bag for graduation from my parents. LOOOOOOVE it.
I can't believe that my college career is officially over. Graduation went well, I suppose. It was a little bit boring, as one would assume, although they kept everything moving quickly along, so the whole thing took just under two hours. It did put some things into perspective though. My graduation ceremony had one-half of my totally College of Liberal Arts and Sciences graduating class (majors A-L), and I knew barely one in every 25-40 students. It was crazy to think about how small I am, in a school so large.
I'd been pretty busy leading up to graduation. By that, I mean I was going out a lot and having a whole bunch of fun. Birthday party, wednesday, as mentioned in earlier post, Gator Stompin' Thursday, XS/Chucks (?) house/Glenn's apartment Friday, Ultimate bbq/Capture the Flag Saturday night, Graduation/board games at Matt Goff's Sunday. I think it finally caught up to me. On Sunday night, I was starting to feel a little bit sick, my throat was hurting and what not. Monday morning, I woke up sweating bullets and feeling terrible. I had a fever of 102, and my throat was killing me. I had a headache and my whole body was hurting. Went to the doctor with my mom (thank god my parents were still in town) that afternoon. Strep throat.
Truth is, I guess this is the best time to get it. I start working on Thursday, and should be feeling much better by then. The antibiotics have already started to kick in, and I've actually been able to get some stuff done today. Monday and yesterday, however, were complete busts. I pretty much just sat in bed alternating between freezing and overheating. I had a fever until this morning.
Yesterday, I finally got my letter of recommendation from my boss, and so I officially mailed my job application to the Korean consulate in Atlanta. I'm pretty amped that that's done. I also ran a couple other errands and am actually in Panera now, enjoying being outside of my apartment for the first time since Monday. I'm regaining my appetite, which is kind of a shame. I was hoping I could work this sickness for at least a couple pounds... :-)
I will keep you posted about the job application process. Let's all keep our fingers crossed!
xoxo,
A
p.s. I got a STUNNING coach bag for graduation from my parents. LOOOOOOVE it.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Well, Here Goes Nothing
I am officially done with classes & exams, and am now 22! As of late, I've pretty much just been hanging out and going out and enjoying my last few days of college. It's still kind of surreal to say "last few days of college." At this time tomorrow I will be about to walk and become an official graduate of UF.
Oh, did I mention that I got a TATTOO? Because I did. On my ankle. Of the FUEL flame. I will post pictures on the blog as soon as I get a hold of some. BoBo did all the photography, and so I don't really know when she'll put them on fbook or send them to me. My camera is broken (a victim of my birthday party :-( ...) so I can't take pictures, otherwise I totally would, and this wouldn't be a problem.
This afternoon is a celebratory end of semester/graduation bbq for FUEL/UF-A/High Level. I'm pretty excited for that. VOLLEYBALL! Hooray!
I'm exhausted. Got to bed crazy crazy late last night.
Anyhow, this week has been wonderful and nigh on to idyllic, but I don't want to kinx myself on it. I still have to actually walk.
xoxo,
A
Oh, did I mention that I got a TATTOO? Because I did. On my ankle. Of the FUEL flame. I will post pictures on the blog as soon as I get a hold of some. BoBo did all the photography, and so I don't really know when she'll put them on fbook or send them to me. My camera is broken (a victim of my birthday party :-( ...) so I can't take pictures, otherwise I totally would, and this wouldn't be a problem.
This afternoon is a celebratory end of semester/graduation bbq for FUEL/UF-A/High Level. I'm pretty excited for that. VOLLEYBALL! Hooray!
I'm exhausted. Got to bed crazy crazy late last night.
Anyhow, this week has been wonderful and nigh on to idyllic, but I don't want to kinx myself on it. I still have to actually walk.
xoxo,
A
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