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Name: Kathryn
Country: United States
State: Louisiana
Metro: New Orleans
Birthday: 3/8/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: thefacebook.com, homework (by default), harry potter, pointing out typos in newpapers, and compulsively checking my email every hour or so
Expertise: none really.....unless you count having a northern wisconsin accent
Occupation: Student
Industry: Legal
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Member Since:
11/29/2004
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| Two weeks ago tomorrow, I moved into my apartment in Brooklyn, NY. Wow.
Looking back through this diary of diatribes on life, I realize how much I have grown in the past 4+ years. I have changed dramatically, but certainly for the better. And now, I live in New York.
The past two weeks have been a whirlwind of craziness. I moved into an apartment, sight-unseen, for a month, and paid over $1500 to do so, even with a discount on the rental. Then, I started an intense job 2 days later. I am working for Leadership Prep Charter School, in Bed-Stuy, a neighborhood in Brooklyn as their Office Manager and it has been the busiest two weeks of my life. I literally go to work, start multi-tasking furiously, work through lunch, then go back and finish up more as some of the teachers leave for home. This year I'll be the first one in, last one out, person everyone goes to in order to get their jobs done, and face of LPCS to visitors, parents, and students. Or, at least, I hope I will be. Brendalyn, the former office manager who is still at LPCS (thank goodness!!) and I had a conversation at the end of the day on wednesday that went something like this:
Me: Brendalyn, does the job always feel like this? Like I didn't get anything done today, but I know Somewhere, Somehow, I did a million things today? I just can't tell you exactly what those things were....
Brendalyn: Yep. Every single day is like that. That's what makes it so amazing.
This job is making me streach and grow in ways I didn't know possible. And I love every minute of it; which is why this has been so hard. My move from Nola to NY was almost faster than humanly possible, and I know in my head I was ready for it, but in my heart I was having a tougher time catching up. I miss the people of Nola like crazy, but at the same time, I'm soooo excited about my new job. The transition is starting to sink in, and it's been pretty rough. I needed a little extra encouragement at the end of the day today, and thankfully the staff is so supportive, they just jumped right in and gave it. If it weren't for them and their great positive attitudes, I would have sat down and given up by now.
So, I just want to say how thankful I am that my new job rocks. And I know (especially after looking back over past blogs) that the transition and settling in will take a decent amount of time. It always does. And it's always scary, and big, and overwhelming, and more often than not, accompanied by a few tears; but in the end, the move is worth it, the new people are amazing, and I'm right where God has need of me to be. I just have to keep pushing and relying on Him to walk me through it all.
God's peace. <>
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| I need to get out of this city. I'm a little scared of the person I will become if I stay here. It's so easy to get trapped into this lifestyle. A lifestyle of not caring. A lifestyle of drinking. A lifestyle of going out on workdays. A lifestyle of checking out tourists and bachelor parties. A lifestyle of everything and anything I really don't want to be. I feel like I'll never be able to save money in this city- it'll all go to alcohol. And not because I'm an alcoholic, but because having a drink goes along with everything and every activity this city hosts. We go out to a jazz show; have a drink. We go out dancing; have a drink. We go out Wednesdays to drink, Fridays to drink, Thursdays to drink; it just never ends. And even though I don't drink to get drunk, it doesn't matter; it's always there. $10 this night, $15 this night, a cab ride home now for $20.... you get the picture. If fact, I estimate that if every Tulane kid spends as much as I do on alcohol per month and lives here 8 months of the year, we collectively spend over a million dollars in this city on drinks. And I know I'm a low-spender comparative to other students, so that's a conservative estimate. So yeah, I need to get out of this city.
But it's so hard to leave. I feel like I've found more people here that understand me than I can possibly imagine. I've found some nutters too, but more importantly, I've made connections here I NEVER EVER want to lose. I'm also so scared of starting over somewhere new. I know post-college will never the same as in college, but still, I'm nervous. How do you even go about making friends without a forced social institution like school? I know I'm being dramatic, but it's still a big worry of mine. People are out there making friends all the time without colleges pushing them along, but still, its new and unfamiliar, and therefore a little scary. This is also the time to determine who I want to be, and I'm not sure how far along that path I am to getting there. There isn't a five year plan, a where I'm gonna go next, or a place I'm attached to. I'm just stepping out, into the world.
My mind's made up, it's time to go. But the next big question is: where?
God's peace. <><
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| My brother re-deployed today. He flew from Germany to Iraq. I'm not sure he even knows where he's stationed yet, but it's either south baghdad or sadr city. i guess i'll find out when he calls next....
i thought about him through church this morning. and church tonight. and right now. and tomorrow i will too. and the next time someone mentions the war, i'm sure i'll leave the table or quietly ask to change the topic. and I'll never put my phone on silent, cuz you never know when you'll miss a call. and I'll freak over my parent's calling me in the middle of the day, which could mean something is up.
and I know my parents will live the same way.
I hate it, but at the same time I'm so proud, scared, angry, and confused. and I can't hate it, i'm supposed to be a part of the proud family, right? just thank goodness i don't live in a small town anymore...you never get away from it. *shudder*
anyway, i'm gonna go back to doing what I always do...write a paper, do my homework, think about my future, talk to my friends, and not think about it.
I always try to not think about it.
God's peace. I could certainly use it. <><
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| So here's a place on my list of things to see in my lifetime: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/news.html?in_article_id=509718&in_page_id=1770 the world's largest swimming pool. sweet, huh? in other news, I'm hoping a job in nola will work out. God's peace. <>< | | |
| I'm in the last semester of college life now, and it feels kinda nothing like it should. I'm consumed in work, but honestly, it's not that bad either.
I've made the decision that I want to travel a lot in my life. I know it's gonna take money, but I think i'll start out with spring break. Hayley and I are looking at camping in florida, so that should be pretty sweet. i told my friend billy about the trip idea, and he's said, "why are going camping? its your senior year!" and I said, " i haven't been camping forever...this is what i really want to do." and he replied, "you really are an odd one."
thanks. I try.
no, so i really want to start a list of places I'd like to go. The first one is Milfred Sound in New Zealand. Apparently there is a 4 day hiking trip you can take from milfred sound to Fiordland national park, i believe, that is considered the most beautiful walk in the world. I like the sound of that.
someday, I'll get there.
God's peace. <><
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