Sunday, September 16, 2007

Dreams

My mom has a thing for dreams. She really truly enjoys hearing about them, and I had one recently I wanted to share. Now normally, I dont think very deeply into dreams, but this one had too many aspects that reflected reality, so I will share those with you as well.

The dream had two parts - the first part was fun but meaningless, like most of my dreams. It involved me as a character of the TV series "Heroes", and I was fighting the bad guy, Sylar. Then with no transition that I can remember, I was suddenly on a boardwalk walking next to a beach by myself. Many of my family and friends were there at the beach, but I couldnt see any of them. Suddenly, there was a tidal wave - a small but realistic one where it's all white wash, but it just sweeps over the beach - and, not knowing what to do, I laid down on the sand next to a palm tree and held on. It receded quickly, but was soon followed by another, larger wave, this one and the rest more like the one in the picture. I acted in the same way, and laid down holding on to a palm tree. After this one subsided (again, rather quickly) I looked around to see where my family was. Only a few feet away was my mom with her camera out, trying to take a picture of this 100-foot wave about to crash over us. She was using her old camera, which seemed to take forever to take pictures, so she was struggling trying to get a shot. Just before the wave hit, she had to put the camera down so she could put her shoulder into the wave - the 100 foot wave - so she wouldnt get washed away. And soon after that wave disappeared, she was still there. Suddenly, another wave came from the right, then another from behind, where the city used to be visible before the wave covered it up. Then looking to the left I saw My sisters and Father running on a slightly elevated part of the beach, just as a very fast and menacing looking wave rushed out from the city streets behind them, but, despite the fact that it was nearly 100 feet tall as well, it went right past them staying on the lower portion of the beach. At this point, I had gained some courage, and was also taking on the waves standing up. Finally, after too many waves to count, I woke up.

What does it all mean!? Life hits you and everyone around you with wave after wave of challenges and hardship. Everyone is affected by challenges. Some affect everyone, some only certain people. You are never alone, and even if your family is partially split up, and far away with their own challenges, they will get through theirs just fine. Their successes and your own during challenging times will increase your confidence and allow you to take these challenges standing up, thereby not getting sand in places you dont want it. Also, dont forget how important it is, even when you are faced with a 100 foot wall of water, to stop and enjoy the scenery and the sites. After all, when is the next time you will get to see a huge wall of water that close up?

Face your challenges head on, enjoy life, and dont forget about your family. I love you guys.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Hooray!

I passed the MPRE! I walked out of the test (in August) feeling very hesitant, but I did great! Also, I want to do a shout out to my peep over in Idaho. She passed the bar!

Yup, we are totally rockin it!

I also have a few job interviews coming up... wish me luck!

and a side note: Hooray for no Biz Org today!

Hooray for pork chop dinners!

Hoo... ray.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

How to piss off postal workers

I had a job application that I had to send overnight, so I put it in a manilla envelope, sealed it, and headed to the post office. I had just gotten off work, and only had 15 minutes to walk/run across campus to get to by car, and then drive like a bat-outa-hell to get there a few minutes before they closed. I was the second to last person in line before they locked the doors. I finally got to the front of the line, asked for delivery guaranteed by Friday, and he told me I needed to use express mail, which had it's own envelope. Now for some reason they made the express mail envelope an inch smaller than a manilla envelope in all dimensions. I started to try and fold the corners of the envelope without folding the materials inside, and in the mean time gave him my credit card to pay for the postage. I decided that I should just rip open the manilla envelope and put the materials directly into the express mail envelope. So I first opened the metal clasps holding the middle of the manilla envelope and then ripped open the seal... and blood started pooring out of my finger and onto the envelopes. I had cut it on the metal clasp! So now I got several people in the back running around looking for a paper towel and a bandaid, and now there was blood on the envelope that he had just put postage on. This meant he had to issue a refund and then buy the postage again... which he didnt know how to do, so he needed help. In the mean time someone else had carefully picked up the bloody envelope and put it in a hazardous material bag. But of course they needed the old postage to issue the refund, so they needed to get it out again and get the postage off it. Finally, about 20 minutes after they closed, they finished my "simple" transaction which should have taken only about 2 minutes. Sorry, no pictures to post of this event!