So I am a little – actually, very much – behind in a few of my classes. None of my grades are horrible, but there are several homework assignments that were due WEEKS ago that I have yet to turn in. Thank God my professors this semester are so nice. But I really should be on top of my stuff. I mean, it’s not like I have anything else to do.

Is it procrastination? Laziness? No. I’m pretty sure it is what I like to call seniorreadytoleaveoxfordandexplorenewopportunitiesitis.

Say it three times fast.

Nothing newsworthy has been going on lately in my life, which is great. No news is good news.

In the past few days I have become so much more positive and grateful.

Just to be able to wake up and the morning is such a blessing that I think all of us often take for granted.

So, I had an interview for a front desk position at a hotel last week. I thought it went well, but apparently not. The next day there was an ad in the paper from the same hotel announcing the very same position that I had just interviewed for. WTF?

Looking for jobs is frustrating. I have applied in so many places, and have simply asked for nothing more than minimum wage, but I still can’t get hired. It makes me angry because it’s not that places aren’t hiring, because they are. They just won’t hire me. I don’t know what I’m doing wrong.

I am a good employee, I promise. Someone, please HIRE ME!!

What I thought was absolutely impossible actually happened this past Wednesday.

I was accepted into grad school at USC: The University of Southern California.

I was and still am in complete and utter shock. USC is like a dream school for me, so much so that I did just that; I accepted it as only a dream and something that could never actually happen for me. But it did!

I had already prepared myself for a USC rejection letter, by looking at the negatives of USC (only two: expensive, close to South Central) instead of looking at all the positives (prestige, excellent programs, great opportunities, etc.) I convinced myself that CSUN would be a much better fit, and although it is a nice university in a very nice area, realistically, the master’s program there is not what I am looking for.

It’s unbelievable how God works things out. Just a few posts ago I said that I know I will live in Los Angeles this fall, and now that has been confirmed.

It will be expensive at first, but I know more things will work out for me. If my dream of getting into USC came true, then any dream can come true. I won’t worry about the cost because this is too good of an opportunity to pass up.

I have to say it one more time: I am going to USC this fall.

I am a Trojan!

Often when I a driving, during the times when I’m not cussing out the idiot who pulled out in front of me or the douchebag who wants to go 5 mph in 55 mph zone, I am in deep thought about something.

Today, as I was driving from McDonald’s, I kept thinking about how much I am warming up to Oxford and Ole Miss (3 years later, lol). Things are so much better for me here now, but come June 25th I’ll be a college graduate.

That’s when the thought of going to graduate school here at Ole Miss instead of in Los Angeles came to my mind. It sounded like such a great idea. I could get the condo or small house I’ve always wanted with a puppy, and spend more time with my new friends.

And just as I was about to decide to apply to grad school at Ole Miss in my head, I looked to the right to me and saw a big ass sign that read “North Ridge.” (California State University, Northridge , is one of the schools I applied to and my top pick, see the post below). I’ve been on that stretch of Hathorn Road in Oxford a gazillion times, and I have never noticed that sign.

The facts that I’d never noticed it before and that I saw it at the moment I was convincing myself to go to grad school here seemed nothing short of amazing.

Was that “North Ridge” a sign from God? Maybe so. It sure seems like it.

OK, enough of my ramblings. Hasta luego amigos!

“Too blessed to be stressed” is a catchy little phrase, but there’s no way it’s true. I’m pretty sure we all are stressed from time to time, and I am a bit stressed right now.

First of all, wow! I haven’t posted in a year! And the posts I had have been removed. Oops!

Now back to the topic at hand: stress. Speaking of stress, in my advanced reporting class Tuesday I have to turn in a story, well it’s more of a profile, about someone whose been laid-off recently. Our teacher wanted it to be a local person, but my person is from Chicago. It’s kind of very much against his rules, but I don’t have anyone else so I’m sticking with my interviewee from Chicago.

Her story is very interesting and incredible. I’m still waiting on her responses to my questions, and I’m a bit on edge because Tuesday is getting closer and closer.

Also, I need to read a couple of novels by the end of the week. Sounds easy right? Nope, they’re in Spanish. Although I’m about 75% fluent, it’s pretty difficult to entender (understand) all of the novels.

Oh, and since it’s the final week before SPRING BREAK (Whoop! Whoop!), I have a week full of midterms. Two on Wednesday I believe, and the other two on Thursday. Can’t you just feel the excitement oozing from my words. Um, hell no!

As the stress mounts from my current school work, I am patiently frantically awaiting word from the graduate schools I applied to out in Los Angeles and my safety school in Memphis. My Verbal GRE score is atrocious, and that’s what worries me about being admitted.

I really want to go to California State University, Northridge, so I hope I can get in there. Getting into USC would be nice, but there’s no way I could afford it and I mean really, who wants to go to a school in the middle of South Central?

I did hear from Pepperdine (Malibu, CA), who gave me a huge NO. But no surprise there; it’s a Church of Christ affiliated school that looks for students who are active in church and the campus is very conservative according to several college guides. Definitely not a fit for me, so I’m grateful I didn’t get in.

Even though I tend to worry a lot about it, I just know that I will make it out to Los Angeles this August. It just feels like destiny. I feel like it’s time, and I am excited about finally making the big change in my life that I desire.

So I will definitely post again soon. I need to keep up this blog because it’s a good way to get all of my heavy thoughts out of my head.

Hasta luego!

So I’m a little shaken up at the moment (pun both intended and not intended). Just two days after Tupelo experienced its first serious tornado since like the 1930s, we had a 3.1 earthquake today. Random? Very.

The quake was epicentered at Sherman, Miss., which is like 5 minutes away from here. I was sitting on the couch at like 1:00 p.m. when I heard this weird noise; it sounded like loud, heavy bass from someone’s stereo system. And it sounded as if was headed towards the house in like a wave. And it was; just as I was about to get up to see what was going on, a few things in the room I was in started to shake. It only lasted at most 5 seconds, but it was very weird and a little scary. The entertainment center even shook.

So the moral of the day is, mother nature does not play. You better recognize!