It’s Been a While….

So it’s been over a month since I’ve blogged, and I am ashamed.  I’ve recently been writing the old fashioned way — in a journal — and so I’ve been neglecting ye olde WordPress.

I just got back from my final Spring Break as an undergrad on Sunday and it’s a little weird.  It was odd to leave my parents house knowing that the next time I would be coming back not as someone who lived there but as a visitor…now that’s a transition.   Spring Break, however, was fabulous regardless of the staunch realization that I’m becoming a grown up.  I got to see most of the people that I hold of real importance in my life.  Over the last few months, I’ve really come to realize who the people that truly care about me are.  And even though I don’t get to see them often I know that my Omaha friends are ones that I will love dearly forever and who will always love me back.  I wish I could just carry them around in my pocket.  Ok, so that’s a little weird, but I think you get what I mean.

Had an interview at the end of February with the Air Force for a civilian job opportunity.  I still have yet to hear anything back, but I’m keeping my hopes up.  Civilian employment with any branch of military is an who different playing field and so it could be a while and I expect that.  But it is my number one choice which puts me in a pickle because, clearly, I have to keep applying for jobs as to not get stuck without one but at the same time I don’t want to be put in the position of accepting a job without having heard back from the AF.  But, I’m keeping faith that I’ll get the job that I’m supposed to and it’ll be where I’m supposed to be and where God wants me.

Well I suppose that’s enough for now, hopefully there will be more soon.


Bekah v. Spring Semester 2007

So this week has been a pretty great one.

On Monday I, with the rest of my team, presented our Advertising research design plan, I think we did spectacular. We used this as a part of our presentation. I suggest you watch it, it’s hilarious.

I also became a paid freelance writer on Monday after receiving a check for some bios that I’ve written for two different websites. I was very excited about that.

Last night I played Capture the Flag in the rain and it was fabulous, probably the most fun I’ve had in a while. Although I’m sure I probably looked a little out of place in my black shirt sneaking around in the darkness of night around buildings looking for the “enemy.” I’m surprised, especially with the recent events at Virginia Tech, that no one called the police on us and our probably shady looking shenanigans.

Most importantly, this week concludes the Spring Semester of 2007. As of 3:40 pm today I am finished with classes, and only 3 finals stand in between me and my senior year. I am most pleased with that fact. I don’t think pleased is the right word, I think elated is more of what I’m looking for. That being said, there are only 6 days between me and home, beloved Nebraska. That’s a phrase I never thought I’d say, “beloved Nebraska,” how things can change over the course of a stressful semester. I can’t wait to be home. 21 years old, and all I really want right now is my Mom–no shame here. Ha.

A year from right now, I will have finished my last undergraduate class and a a year and 9 days from right now I will be graduating with my Bachelor’s Degree in Public Relations. That’s terrifying, but relieving at the same time.

Tonight is Spiderman 3. Tomorrow is SLEEPING IN and no class, and NO studying. Nope, I shall not start studying till Sunday, my brain just can’t handle it. There will however, be packing, lots and lots of packing. The goal right now is to have everything packed up and in my storage unit or my car by Tuesday night so I can wake up first thing Wednesday morning, check out of my dorm room, study a little for accounting, go to the School of Journalism & Broadcasting’s picnic, take my accounting final, finish that in less than an hour, then get in my car and get the heck out of dodge.

Here’s to a fabulous weekend, finals, and being almost a senior.