A COMPLIMENT!?

So as I said yesterday, today was my first day of work at Kohl's. I had orientation from 5-9, which I expected to only be a half hour, but anyways. I worked after to help stage clothes and organize the men's department. Then the manager radioed in that I was a savior for making the men's department look beautiful. I got a COMPLIMENT! Compared to my last job at the place we don't speak of, this is a big deal! Tomorrow I have four hours of computer training but thats fine since I get paid for it!

Yearbook Update

So all is going well but slow in the Quiver world. We finally developed our cover and we are devloping our dividers right now. Our problem is incorporating the typography in the dividers, but I have trust in my design editor, Rachel. After doing the divider we will do the opening and then move on the layouts and alt copies. I'm scared that we only have about eight classes left before we start handing out pages, but we can do it. It will be a tight fit but I have faith.

 

Is he not the cutest thing ever!? This my baby sent down from heaven. His name is Rudy. His birthday is September 5 which is the same as my Papa's birthday. We named him Rudy because my Papa's middle name is Rudolph so we shortened it to Rudy. He is the best dog ever, he is so incredibly sweet but doesn't listen and I don't care! His cutest makes up for his lack of hearing. He is an American Eskimo which is like a smaller version of a Samoid. He is the center of my Earth, he is my child that I love so incredibly much.

I know what this sounds like, I sound like a crazy cat woman except with my dog, but I'm not. Don't worry! I'm sane (sort of).

Entering the Mob

So as I mentioned earlier I recently received a job at Kohl's! I am incredibly excited but a little nervous. I receive a call today to attend orientation at five on Friday, and then Angela (the phone lady) suddenly names off everything I need for friday. I need the following:
1. Drivers License
2. Birth Certificate
3. Social Security Card
4. Valid Checking Paycheck
5. Background Check Consent
6. etc.
I feel like I'm signing my life away to join a gang or cult. This is enough information to hack everything I own (which is very little). But don't worry, this isn't bringing down my excited for working again. I even get to work during the holiday season. I understand that it will be incredibly crowded but it will make time go by very fast, and the spirit of the season will keep me going (cheesy, I know).

I'm Feeling Good!

Off the meds and off to  a better life. I was on meds that made me go psycho! (not really I'm being sarcatic). I'm able to stay up longer than three hours and not have to struggle for consciouness! That is probably the greatest feat I've accomplished in my life so far. I am able to pay attention and remember things. It's just amazing. Who would appreciate not wanting to sleep as much as I am right now. Hopefully because of the ending of my prescribed medicine my grades will go back up (hopefully at least).

Ybk, Ybk, Ybk

So as you can tell, I haven't posted anything in a while. I knew this would happen but I hoped it wouldn't happen so suddenly. Here's an update on my life.
All my life has been about this past week is yearbook covers. My design editor, Rachel, and I have been working constantly on developing a solid theme and concept. I think we finally got something but it's a task of developing it throughout the book now. I really believe we can do it. I was kind of harsh on her today about finishing it up and it was necessary but not necessary as well. My only hope is that the staff likes it, and if they don't I will take into consideration what they think and try to work on everything. Loving yearbook though besides the stress.

Working Time

Just got a job today at Kohl's! Last job I had I was working 30+ hours a week at a fastfood restaurant with stereotypical high school droupouts, but I have greater hope for this job. First of all I don't have to wear a tacky blue hat and a blue polo, I get to wear business casual clothes which is awesome! I get paid $7.50 rather than $7.25 like I got at Culver's. I get to have constant contact with costumers and not work in the back by myself. These are just some of the few reasons I have greater hope for this job than Culver's. Even if I only receive the Kohl's job for the holiday season it will be better than nothing and that's all I have to think about.

14,000 things to be happy about.

14,000 (the number of things that will make you're day amamzing for the most part)
So I go into my advisor's office and find a book called "14,000 things to be happy about." and I look into it and it's amazing. There are some really weird things in it though. Here are a few of the weird things that are supposedly keys to making you happy:
lame ducks, the uses of a yardstick, overdue books, collecting milk bottles, natural cereal, procrastinating and crinkly nylong swimsuits.
I am not sure who wrote this but some of these things would not make me happy, they would upsest me and get me angry. To give the author credit, the rest of book is wonderful and all the other items make me quite happy.

Baseball Obsession

In case you don't know me, I am obsessed with taking pictures of my brother. Taking baseball pictures is the epitome of my weekends and free time. I do nothing else and I wouldn't have it any other way. (No, you don't have to tell me, I am weird)

It's five o'clock (in the morning) somewhere

No, it's not what you think. I'm not talking about getting a drink, I am talking about the break of the morning wake up. Every morning at 5:26 a.m. I wake up to the sound of the default alarm sound on my phone, cry for about five minutes, roll out of bed and get my day started. But why? It is scientifically proven that teenagers physically shouldn't get up that early since their bodies are programmed to start later in the day. Schools must not want their students to perform at their peak of intelligence throughout the day, don't ask me why because I have no idea. The key for me is to chug down a couple cups of coffee, slap myself in the face, and hope that it's a blue day. Blue days for me consist of my SPT, publications, publications, and AP Psychology. My other key to success for the school day is preparation. Sometimes my smart self thinks that it is ok to save all my work to do during school during the day, but in fact I screw myself over by doing that. I actually need t o evaluate the word "homework" for a second. The first part of the word it "home" which might actually mean that I should do it at home. Yea, maybe I'll work on that before my senior year is over.

Future Anxiety and Money Crisis

The beginning of my new life is coming up quickly. This beginning is college. The challenge is choosing what to study for $20,000 a year. Do I want to study business, journalism, sociology, psychology, or history? So many choices, so little time, and SO much money. My gut is telling me business but my heart is telling my history, but what jobs go with history and is there happiness behind business? But as my psychologist and parents keep telling me, I need to stop, take a breath, and live in the present. No more worrying for this awkward redhead and embrace the moment, for it will be ending quickly.

Ok so here he is, brother number two. Adam is seventeen years old and still has not tested to receive his license (that is irrelevant to anything but I thought I'd tell you). Before the start of the 2011-2012 school year Adam and I didn't get along very well. The good news is we get along now (knock on wood, crap I am only around a glass desk). We are bonded by the sounds of rap and symphonic music (weird combination, I know). Adam is a rabid weight lifter and soccer player. All he breathes is expensive shoes and protein milk. He plays varsity soccer for Lake Central and was on the varsity roster last year when we won state! We are technically Irish twins since we are thirteen months apart in age (to be Irish twins you have to be twelve months apart, but we bend the rules). Adam, Andrew, and April (me) all start with A's in case you haven't noticed, and no that wasn't on purpose. Anne and Dan accidentally made us all "A's" and I believe this superstitious occurrence is why we all get along so amazingly well (knock on wood).

Meet the familiy

So here's the brother. Andrew is twelve and actual one of my close friends. I am not pulling that weird family voodoo where I am faking that my family is super close and we can never be torn apart. Andrew and I are bonded and close just like me and my dog, 

Rudy,  are (you will understand if you know me). Andrew is a prodigy at baseball and gets a lot of the attention and praise in our family but I wouldn't have it any other way. His baseball team was runner up in state this year and he pitched a BA game to end the season in. When I am not yelling my head off at the baseball fields cheering for him we watch rip off ghost shows together. I think he is convinced the shows are completely accurate and real but I go along with it to see the emotions on his face when the hunters go through a haunted mansion to hear a squeak in the corner of a room. Either way it is very enjoyable to hang out with him since he is so similar to his brother and I.

Let's Start Placing Bets

So as you might have noticed this blog is brand spanking new. If you are close to me at all you might know that some things in my life last about five minutes before they are out of style to me. So what do you think, will this blog last till the end of the week or will this stick around for a while? I hope I am able to keep up with it and remember the password to this account (that might me another problem) so I can always publish the weird and embarrassing things that are going on in my bizarre life. What are you thinking? Two weeks, fifteen minutes, one month, or five hundred years?

Senioritis

So, senioritis or something else? I would love to use the excuse of senioritis to cover up the fact that some of my work isn't getting done or isn't being done with 100% effort, but this is not that fact. Laziness is the eight letter word that is taking over my life. Seniorits sounds like a fancy excuse to put off your AP 12 English paper till the night before it's due but once again it's just not that smart way to pass the class and learn. I am trying to improve on this horrific sickness but the likeliness of it improving is not looking so bright for my senior year future. Since I already got accepted to Indiana University for the Fall of 2012 the rest of my senior year seems pointless, but the fact is I need to keep trying my hardest to prepare myself for college (sounds cheesy, I know). College will be the test for my senioritis and whether it has been cured or hasn't stopped manifesting in my hardworking brain. With this is mind I shall take a large dosage of psychology studying to ease the side effects of senioritis and pass my senior year.