Random Thoughts

This is going to be a mess, I can already tell.

First things first, I have another interview today!! I've been doing my happy dance for about 5 mins now and I don't plan on stopping at all today. Today is a great day! I say that everymorning and they just seem to keep getting better and better. Although the other night I did have a total and complete breakdown on the phone with my sister. I S'd my P though so that explains ALOT! Like I told my good friend, G, girls do just wanna have fun, but sometimes they just need a good cry and then the world can continue revolving around them. So anyway, about the job, it's with the company I totally want to work for, in a BEAUTIFUL building right in the heart of downtown Phoenix. It's so great. I've always been a "downtown" girl (not in a dirty way). I love the big city with the tall buildings and the ambiance of it all. It's so entertaining and there's something new to see everyday. This is where I want to be and what I want to do. Not to mention, everyone in that office seems so nice and they all know me pretty well. I think we'd get along great and maybe I'll make a friend or two (in a totally non-creepy way). Why is it that when you're in your 20's and trying to make new friends, you always seem like a creep? I guess people are just too judgmental at this age. I'm not ruling myself out because you should see what some of these people wear out here, but really...it's hard to make friends!
Speaking of living "out here", it's a totally different world! People here don't stop at yellow traffic lights. If you do, you're obviously from out of town (me) and you deserve to be honked and stared at. I'm from Detroit, I know how to run red lights, not yellow lights. Excuse Me!! I've also been told I have an accent. I've never been told that before and I was completely flattered. I may have even blushed a little :) I like being different. I'm the generic plain jane girl, brown hair, brown eyes, decent smile, not too fat, not too skinny...not memorable. So it's the little things that make me memorable and I try to instill those things in everyday conversation by telling a dumb joke or saying something witty...if it goes smoothly, people will remember me and if totally mess up the joke or say something dumb, people will remember me. It's a win win and I just have to play the cards I was dealt. I'm adjusting and learning how to be on my own and I really really like it. Back in MI I had tons of friends and places to go. I never had to do anything alone because if I just waited long enough, someone would agree to go somewhere with me. I realize now how stupid and terrible that was. If I wanted to see something or do something, I should NEVER have waited for someone else to go with me. I should have made the decision and went with it. The past three days, I have completely changed my outlook and stopped caring what people may think. Just because I'm alone, doesn't mean I'm a loner. I have people and friends and things to do, but they're busy and this is what I wanted to do. Friday I spent 5 hours at 'The MIM' (Musical Instruments Museum) in Phoenix. The best part about it is it's 5 minutes from my apartment so I can go anytime I want. It's beautiful. They give you a headset to put on and when you walk up to an exhibit, the headset knows where you are and connects to the tv on the wall so you can see and hear the people singing, dancing and playing all the instruments that are displayed. It's simply amazing. I can't even describe it. I never knew there were so many instruments and how simple some of them are. Jamaica for example, they're steel drum is made from the bottom of the large steel barrels we were dumping into the ocean during the war. They made music from America's garbage. It's sad and insipiring all at once. I saw the most of Africa and the Middle East and Israel's music is beautiful. African people wear their instruments and dance. It was beautiful to see people dancing together, smiling and having fun. They don't have the technology that we do and sometimes I wish we could be more like them. They have ritual dances and celebratory dances and fun dances. It blew me away.
Okay, you're probably bored of that so now I'll move on to my dumb dog. Jackson is a real treat because he's so dumb. Well....that's mean, he's not really that dumb, but he's scared. Of EVERYTHING. I don't even know where to start....two nights ago I decided he could sleep in my room instead of in his kennel. So I closed all the doors to my room and turned off the lights and got in bed. He paced the room looking for me and when he finally found me he sat there crying. So I picked him up and put him on the bed. I swear, my bed turned into a trampoline because as soon as his feet touched it and I let go, he bounced right off. So that's apparently not an option. Then he found the closet doors...full size mirrors. Oh boy was that fun. He growled and barked and all the hair on his back stood tall. It was hilarious, I died laughing. He freaked. So he finally laid down on the floor beside my bed and stayed there all night. Last night, same thing only this time I left all the doors open and he was free to roam the aparment. Which he did. He walked from the living room, to my bedroom and back again for almost an hour until he finally laid down in the same spot as the night before and fell asleep. I don't know what his problem is, but as soon as he realizes I'm getting ready for bed, he turns stupid. Same as when we're out for a walk and a car drives by. OMG that's the worst! He hears a car, turns into a statue until he sees it then runs in circles around my legs wrapping me up in his leash. It's a sight, I'm sure. A motorcycle drove by once and he got about 3 ft off the ground up the side of a wall. It was pretty funny.
So anyway...those are my random thoughts. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it (which isn't much so don't worry). It's time to get beautified for the day :)
PS, song of the day today is Dirty Bit because I've given in and I totally love it. I can't live without it and I don't know how I have lived this long without it. Oh and Black and Yellow. I don't know what it means, but it's catchy. Real catchy. Maybe it's about bees??? IDK. Loves!