Gas in the Brimhall
How come the Brimhall always smells like leaking gas? I’m scared I’m going to get carbon monoxide poisoning.
How come the Brimhall always smells like leaking gas? I’m scared I’m going to get carbon monoxide poisoning.
I know, I know, I write so many blog posts. I’m still obsessed, but it’s for my sanity. It helps me clear my thoughts.
Anyway, update for today! My first class was great. I got there early so I wouldn’t have to worry about everyone staring at me when I walked in. I got to be the starer. The class was Communications 432- Account Planning. My professor is great and I am getting excited about my major again.
Also, my best bud Carrie came to the class so that was clearly awesome (I’m crossing my fingers that a space will open up so she can add it).
Anyway, no need for an anxiety attack today. After class, Carrie and I headed to Sonic for a little break because we have our elective together at 4 – Media and the First Amendment. I love media law, so I’m very excited about this one too!
But the BEST part is that Carrie and I checked the roll to see who was in the next class. And our favorite character in the major is in the class. I have no tolerance for him but on the other hand I love having classes with him because he gives me great stories! So, hopefully after this class tonight I’ll have a great blog post story for you!
Time for a new look around this blog. I’m getting awfully sick of those pennants and the bland purple background.
I came to get a new driver license at the DVM today and your hours said Monday-Thursday. I thought we were in America with the 5-day work week. And you, you’re supposed to represent and run America, so how come there’s an exception for you all? I don’t know why you think you can take every Friday off while the rest of us have to work everyday.
It’s quite rude and I do not understand it.
Sincerely,
Expired Driver License
Do you, your friends, family, neighbors, enemies, or anyone that you know have standby airline hookups??? If so, is there a way I can be a part of that deal? I want to visit my family in D.C. this weekend when they visit my sister and the new baby!
I think I should go to grad school.
I have always wanted to get a master’s degree because I feel like a bachelor’s degree just doesn’t cut it nowadays, but actually doing it, working hard, applying, going to school for 2 or 3 more years doesn’t sound as appealing.
And I don’t necessarily need a master’s degree with an undergrad in advertising, so is there really a point to going to grad school?
Should I just apply and see what happens?
So here’s the deal, if I decided to go to grad school:
I will graduate in April 2011 with a degree in Communications, Advertising Emphasis. I really enjoyed my internship and learning more about social media marketing and I loved my marketing class last semester. So that makes me think getting an MBA would be good, with an emphasis in Marketing.
That means I would have to take the GMAT this fall and apply by winter semester.
I also have enjoyed my general communications classes, especially media law and media audiences. So maybe getting a master’s in Communications would be good.
That means I would have to take the GRE this fall and apply by winter semester.
Also, another thing I need to consider is living situations. T.J. also will be applying to grad schools (he wants to get an MBA as well). So finding an area where be both can find grad programs is going to be tough. I would really like to stay in Utah because we pay next to nothing for rent and it is seriously saving us so much money. Tuition for grad school here at BYU is very inexpensive compared to most programs, so that’s another plus, but who knows if I even have the grades to get in here. And on the other hand, moving away would be cool so we could experience a new place and live it up before we have a family.
Gosh, so many choices!! Please tell me your advice, thoughts, feelings, experiences, etc!
I want to be a better person.
I have been thinking about this a lot lately.
I catch myself saying rude things a lot. I try to brush them off as jokes so it doesn’t sound harsh, but really, it’s awful.
I need to stop. I want people to say only the best things about me.
And I’m not sure if that’s the case right now.