Arynn C

Has provoked an entry in this wretched thing.

Does this mean I still have to post here?

Was this intended as private to begin with?

No car.

No camera.

No macbook.

All things I will soon have.

I don't really use this as much as I should

I've got hopes for this blog. Once I get my camera and my editing software I'm going to have videos here and on youtube. When that happens I'll most likely delete my old posts considering they wont have much to do with the content that I'll be filming. Finally got the hang of the new job. Things are looking alright I suppose. I want to start filming things to prove my worth in the industry. I want to go to collage.

. . . In 2 years if I'm still at the job I currently am in, I'm quitting. No matter what.

X files

I bought the entire X files collection. I hadn't had the chance to watch it when I was younger because it scared me too much. Over time I just didn't keep up with the show. Now I have the entire series at my disposal. I started watching it the other day and it is so awesome. Looks like this will be taking up my time now that LOST is on hiatus.

On a more brain numbing note, my head is fried over this new job. So much to remember and process I don't think I've ever been challenged like this before.

In the zone.

So I have a new job. It's on 3rd shift. I'll be making more money. I'll have health care. Right now I'm sick. I have a sore throat. LOST season four is amazing. I'm really tired.

I've realized that life doesn't at all matter. You just gotta coast right on threw it. Is it supposed to be threw? or is it through. . .

Or is it something else. . .

I want egg drop soup from First Wok.

None of the presidential candidates can be trusted. But I'll prolly vote for Obama. . .

That. is. all.

Job Interviews

Sometimes I have a hard time living with work. Especially when it’s work I don’t like, or want to do.

I hate hearing that I’m not qualified for certain things. How do they know? If I have the drive and believe it’s something I can accomplish then there should be no reason why I couldn’t achieve my goal.

They ask me questions about how I deal with things at work. They don’t understand what it’s like to work in the department I work in. I’ve tried to ignore it; I’ve tried to get involved, now I’ve tried fixing it. If I were older they would listen better. If I didn’t have long hair they would listen better. If I were Christian they would listen better. If they had respect and honor they would listen better. Alas, they do not. They have asked me questions about how I deal with things at work, do they not expect the truth?