What Kind Of Nerd Am I?

To chicken kiev, or not to chicken kiev?

Okay, I'm facing a legitimate conundrum here.  I need chicken kiev.  Some of you may be scoffing, and saying "That fool.  He needs no chicken kiev.  'Tis merely some minor craving which will leave if left alone."  Some of you may have said this same thing, just with different grammar, and perhaps no accent.  Whatever.  The point is that you would be wrong!  When I crave a food, I crave it with every fiber of my being and although I could suppress my cravings, I could never make them disappear.  At least not without giving them exactly what they want.  This should make it clear that what I need to do is secure some chicken kiev.

If you have not reached this conclusion with me, then you may be a lost cause.  If you are still with me, proceed and I will outline more scientific conclusions that have to do with this problem.

Now, my boss demonstrated the other night that if you are craving something you need to get the exact food you were craving, not someone else's imitation of it.  Therefore, since my cravings originate from NIU's Neptune Hall cafeteria, I should return there to satisfy my craving.

I have perused the menu online to find a night when I might find my chicken kiev being served, and found that there is only one night left in this semester: April 23rd.  Monday, April 23rd.  No problem, I can skip one class and not have it hurt my grade.  I'll discuss it with my professor early so she knows what's going on.  One problem: We're giving our persuasive speeches that night.  I know what you're thinking: "Kevin!  You will not skip a speech and ruin another 'A' in a class just for chicken kiev!"  Don't worry, the same thought is going through my mind.  Fortunately it was also followed by a simple solution.  Stay tuned, perhaps tonight I will have good news to deliver about my quest for chicken kiev

Bye for now!

Long time no update...

By popular demand, I am here to update what has been missed of my life.  Let's see where to start...

At school, I've managed to survive three of my speeches so far.  The third one is next week.  My speech has been roughly written, but I still have to work on getting it to exactly five minutes.  I'm not extremely worried about it, I think I'll get it to anywhere between four and six minutes and still be happy.  Or maybe I'll beat my own expectations and get it within thirty seconds of the goal.  Also, my midterm is tomorrow, and perhaps after I'm done with this blog I will start studying for it.  I'm not too worried about it, but then I don't quite know what's on it yet

At work, I've made no real progress with most things, but I am getting more proficient in shoes.  I have a sense for what's on sale (although it's a dulled one), and I can more easily recognize the different shoes we sell.  I can recognize them enough that I can even deal with the phone calls we get asking for "that one shoe with the thing..."

In Iowa, I've seen Celeste I think twice now.  We had a lot of fun last weekend, even though she had to work a lot.  We watched a bunch of movies and went shopping a little and cooked food together .  We saw Wicked together last week, and it was cool.  We sat up in the balcony and were just amazed.  We had Boq's understudy, but he wasn't too bad at all.

At home, I haven't been up to much.  I do laundry about twice a week.  I watch a movie every now and then (in thirds usually).  I read some from a book before bed (I've recently read some of Harry Potter 6, Eragon, Eldest, and I'm currently working on the second Left Behind book).  It's not very exciting.  Although a few days ago I did go see Wicked a second time.  I took Emily P with me, and we had fun .  We even walked in circles looking for a 7-11 before we caught a train back home, lol

In response to some stuff that was left at the end of my previous blog...

...I ended up getting a 54 out of 60 on the speech.  I lost those 6 points by going three minutes over the maximum allotted time for the speech.  I guess once I get into the groove of public speaking, I lose track of the time.  The strange thing is that I was still totally nervous, I just didn't realize how long I was talking...

...the job search ended up unfinished.  They didn't choose me for the job I interviewed for, but then they offered me a position on weekends.  I never called them back, choosing to remain at Payless, for better or for worse.  So, that's the end of that...

...I'm now pretty good at closing the store, as long as I take my time.  I tend to rush through it at times, and that usually causes complications.  I've been doing pretty good lately, though.

But yeah, that's what's been up with me lately.  For now I'm out of money.  I used my entire last paycheck on my car payment, and for groceries for the store.  So I'll have to bring sack lunches to work for the next few days, or at least until the money I gave for groceries is put to use

As far as my feelings lately, I miss hanging out with certain people (there are many of them, but I miss hanging with each of them), I want to roleplay (and don't have time, as usual since getting a job), and I feel creative urges that I can't wait to put to use on paper, probably once Easter is over.  There's a lot that I want to do once I survive Easter.  It's really rough in the store, every day worse than the one before.  Once Easter is over, it should ease up a little bit.  I know I like Saturdays better than Sundays, because we have more people fixing up the store on Saturdays   But anyway, enough of that.

I hope this is what everyone wanted!  Toodles

Grr...

"Stop and smell the roses"...I feel like I'm not being given a choice right now.  Time seems to have slowed down.  I have no doubt that it is deliberate, for there's a lot going on in the parts of my life which are best termed as "professional".  I'll start, chronologically, with this morning...

I had a job interview at 10am this morning.  I found out that I had an interview today on Saturday night.  Last night, I found out that this interview would be at 10am.  Thanks to the parents for successfully passing on a message *glare*.  Oh well.  I looked the place up online and it seems to be the sort of career that would suit me, so I went to the interview with an open mind.  It turned out to be interesting.  I got there half an hour early, and TOOK OFF MY COAT, so no one can say I didn't learn a lesson from my second Payless interview .  The man who interviewed me was very friendly.  The interview had a slight hiccup when he asked me what I thought made me qualified for the position, and I had to ask him what position I was interviewing for.  The title used to be "Residential Administrative Assistant", but they recently changed the job title.  The rest of the interview was great!  I've never done so well in an interview, so I feel that I'm getting better at it.  I even explained to him about the class I'm taking now, and he couldn't believe that I have a problem with public speaking.  He said I'm very outgoing and seem to have the perfect personality for it (it being public speaking).  So, yeah, it was great.  I only have one concern about it...and that's the job qualifications.  I don't have them.  How did I get the interview?  I mean...I have enough credit hours for an Associate's Degree, even though I don't have it, so maybe that's how I get passed that obstacle.  The camp job might count as relevant experience?  I suppose it must have been what got me that first interview.  The interviewer seemed to be impressed with what I told him about RHA at NIU, so I'd like to thank everyone who was a part of RHA in the Spring of 2006.  If not for them being so cool, I probably wouldn't have gotten involved.  My old CA, Beth, deserves a thank you, too.  If she hadn't been so energetic and psyched in her job, I might not have been inspired.  Lol, listen to me, as if I'd already gotten the job .  I still have to wait, though.  They will call me sometime and let me know if my application has been dismissed or if I've qualified for a second interview, this time with the supervisor of the position I applied for.  So wish me luck!

Next we come to tonight.  Tonight, I have a speech to give in class.  I just finished writing the speech prior to starting this blog.  It's only 2 minutes long, and it's a personal speech, but I'm terrified of it.  Right now, I'm not so terrified, but that's because the speech is done, written on notecards in front of me, and I don't have to give it until 4pm.  Just wait until I get to school, lol, then it'll be bad.  But what can you do.  In fact, speaking of what you can do, my speech isn't even written on notecards, because I couldn't find any and didn't feel like digging through my stuff from NIU looking for some.  I used sticky notes, instead.  Go me!

Finally, tomorrow at work, I get to be in charge of closing the store.  This will be my first time, and there will be nobody who can help me if I get lost.  Only the guy who was hired 3 days after me, and he doesn't have the training to assist me should I need it.  I'm pretty nervous about it, but I also feel ready.  This is them giving me the chance to grow.  Just like back at camp when they pushed me into tougher positions, they were trying to give me the chance to grow, and it worked.  I'm ready.  I am, really.  Just wait and see...

See?  I told you there was a lot!  Wish me luck on my speech tonight, on the job search that I didn't even know I was on, and with closing the store tomorrow night!  Peace out!

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