Category Archives: school

i’m just one stomach flu away from my goal weight

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And this begins the week of fives…

  1. I am grateful that, even though I had basically the worst interview of my life tonight (seriously, I’ve never performed so poorly in an interview), I know that things always work out and if I’m meant to go to that school, I will get in.

  2. I am grateful that I can learn from the screwup so that when I have my next interview I will be that much more prepared.

  3. I am grateful that I had all of the Muddy Buddy ingredii (yes, it’s a word in my world) so that after I got off the phone with my interviewer, I could console myself with yummy treats.

  4. I am grateful for unexpected phone calls from dear friends.

  5. I am grateful for silly and totally unrealistic reality t.v. There’s nothing like The Bachelor to make me feel better about my own life.
Find the good — and praise it.

Alex Haley

How wonderful it would be if we could help our children and grandchildren to learn thanksgiving at an early age. Thanksgiving opens the doors. It changes a child’s personality. A child is resentful, negative—or thankful. Thankful children want to give, they radiate happiness, they draw people.

Sir John Templeton

and the craziness continues

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In case you wonder where I am until November 1st, I’ll explain:

I’ll be here, in P-town, getting everything I have to do done. What do I have to do? Funny you should ask.

  • I still have 12 essays to write for grad school applications, most of which are due November 1st. And the four already written…well, there’s still some work to be done.
  • As I mentioned, I volunteer for an NGO called Sowers of Hope (I’ll link the blog once I have permission). Today I received an email asking if I would be willing to translate some documents from French to English. Of course I said yes. And truthfully, it’s only EIGHT documents, so no big deal. Seriously, though, I am really excited to be doing this. Nothing like some translation to really hone in on those French skills. And this will allow me to become really familiar with the project and what the goals of it are.
  • I am currently taking a French class and I am a little behind. Hopefully, I can get caught up this week.
  • The MBA field studies project continues, with publishing on the horizon (just in the school’s magazine, but it’s still a big deal to me)
  • I am totally sleep deprived and feeling pretty under the weather.

Yep…it’s time to take a blogging break. But, there will be many posts to look forward to…my pumpkin cheesecake post, Big Shot Karaoke, the end of the applications, and my birthday. So, while I am gone, please miss me and post encouraging comments and send emails. And I promise I will be back ASAP!

But before I go, let me give a shout out to Big Shot Karaoke, which will be my one social outing for the next week.

This Thursday Sarah, Candice, Kelly and I (and several of our friends) are headed to Comedy Sportz in P-Town for Big Shot Karaoke…and this time, there will be singing coming from us. So, if you are really missing me and want to stalk me and you are looking for something to do tomorrow night (after good t.v.), that’s where I’ll be. It starts at 9 p.m. P-town time.

sucking the life out of me

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No, not Weight Watchers, although this morning was not an enjoyable experience. It does feel good to accept just how bad things are and to be acknowledging it publicly (you know, through the safety of cyberspace). I am only 13.4 lbs lighter than I was a little over four months ago. There. I said it. Now, I can move on.

So, what is sucking the life out of me? These freaking essays for grad school! Sucking. The. Life. Seriously, I think anyone who manages to write even halfway decent essays ought to be accepted. How do you get your career to date, reasons for pursuing an MBA, short-term and long-term goals, and your motivation for attending a particular school into a 900 word essay (that’s for the University of Texas), let alone the 500 words the rest of my chosen schools require? How do you tell about what you have to offer without sounding totally full of yourself? How do you not want to rip someone’s, anyone’s, eyeballs out after writing the essays necessary for just one school?

If this is how I feel after four essays, I’m sure to be dead after 20, or at least completely nutters. I burst into tears today. Tears! Absolutely ridiculous.

scene of the moment

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I’m stealing the title (and idea) from Mike.

Natalie (one of my secretaries): This phone call is for you.
Me (on the phone with Sarah): I know. It’s Julie. Can you tell her I’ll call her back?
Natalie: I already did that. Do you want me to tell the person from M to call you back, too?
Me: (to Natalie) What? No.
(to Sarah) I’ll call you back.
(to Mr. M) This is Chloe.
Mr. M: This is S (yes, we’re on a first name basis). How are you? I have Mr. B in the office with me. He’s the VP of Finance and we just had a few things we’d like you to do for us. K, do you remember her from the presentation?
Me: Yes.
Mr. M: Well, she would like to get this information out there, you know, in Business Week, Forbes, etc. But before she can, there are some numbers we need to tighten up. Mr. B is here to ask you some questions.
Mr. B: Hi Chloe. Can you hear me?
Me: Yes.
Mr. B: Well, I’ve had a chance to really look at your report and I have some questions. Do you think you can help me out with that?
Me: Of course.

What followed was a ten minute conversation (yes, I’m taking it off of my time clock) about things that they would like us to do before they can make our findings public. And then he gave me his phone number and told me that I was welcome to call any time if there is anything he can help me with.

Crazy! My life is crazy! I cannot believe what an amazing opportunity this has been and continues to be.

So, it looks like this semester, I will really be taking six credits, instead of three. I will be running one marathon. I will be losing 20 more lbs (I’m giving myself 3 months…I think that’s realistic). I will be applying to nine MBA programs (yes, I am crazy, but I also want to cover my bases).

Overwhelmed. That’s the emotion I’m feeling. Maybe I’ll finish reading Eclipse sometime next year. You know, when I’m taking statistics and visiting any of the schools that accept me so I can make an informed decision (of course, if I only get into one, that may not be very time consuming).

the thoughts in my head

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  1. I think fashion education should be part of basic education. Like, there are certain styles that don’t look good on certain body types. Everything in the photo above is wrong (I love that I found a reason to post this picture). Nylons (stockings, pantyhose, whatever you want to call them), should not be worn with sandals and socks should not be worn with pumps, and pumps should not be worn with sweat pants (especially cropped ones) and tube tops should not be worn with…anything. And knee highs always make a statement, and that statement is usually, “What the hell were you thinking?”

  2. I forgot how much I love that I speak French. And when I say love, I mean love. Seriously. I’m only taking one class this semester with all of the grad school applying that needs to be happening, and that class is French for Business. I started to get really nervous yesterday, before class. It’s been 6 years since I took any kind of French class. Sure, I have the occasion to speak/read/hear it now and then, but not for 75 minutes straight and not the parlance of business. So, while introducing myself and sharing my background made me really, really nervous, I was so pleased to discover that I understood my professor perfectly…jokes and all. I don’t know how many of you speak a foreign language, but there is something so amazing about getting jokes in another language. I love it. I love speaking French. I love that, because of my GMAT score, I might be able to go to a school that offers an exchange with a French school. I love that I might be able to go work in France for a few years. I’m just excited.

  3. The world is such a small place…especially when you’re taking an advanced language course at the university I’m at. There’s a girl in my class who went to Madagascar on a mission for my church. I was curious to know if she perhaps knew Cropstar, as that’s where she went on a mission, as well. Turns out she’s really good friends with her.

  4. I have a work crush. It makes my daily life much more enjoyable. And the best part is, he will never become a possibility because I’m not only not interested in him (I don’t know him well enough, nor will I, to ever be truly interested and I have no intention of sharing with anyone who it is because, well, that’s the only way to ensure that my work crush doesn’t turn into an awkward and uncomfortable situation…as they are wont to do when you tell someone), but I am also not interested in a relationship period, which brings me to number five.

  5. For the first time in my life (okay, not life, but the last, oh, 15 years), I am really not interested in dating. At all. It’s a strange feeling. I wish I could explain it. It’s peaceful, and happy, and calm. With this whole grad school thing, I have felt really strongly that that is where my focus should be. Period. And I’ve also felt that there won’t be any boys during the next three years of my life (and yes, I will always refer to them as boys…it’s a family trait…but I do mean “men”). Well, there will be boys, but not in that sense. I know that might sound weird and I know things can change, but for right now, that’s how I feel. I love it.

  6. I went to a religion class last night. It’s a bunch of single people from several different wards/congregations. It was fantastic. My former bishop is teaching it. He is amazing. My favorite thing about him is that he is real. There’s no sugar coating. There’s no pretending that life is always sunshine and roses. But he’s not a Debbie Downer, either. He’s just real. He was talking about reading the Old Testament from cover to cover tonight and basically said it was an excruciating experience. How could I not love a class taught by this man? I so value real.

  7. While I’m excited about my prospects in the school department, I’m also terrified. I’m scared of being a little fish in a big pond. I’m scared of failing. I’m scared of not getting into the school I want to go to, but I’m also scared of getting into it. Basically, I’m just scared. But fear has never stopped me, so onward I go.

  8. I was driving around yesterday thinking about how much I enjoy driving and then thinking about how much I will miss having a car if I move to New York or Chicago. While I have lived without one and I actually really enjoy public transportation (when it’s good and convenient), I love the solitude of driving. Then I thought about going to the Met and just sitting for hours in front of a painting. Perhaps I won’t miss driving as much as I think I will.

  9. I’m not going to WWs today. Not because I don’t want to. Sure, I’ve had a week full of crappy food consumption, but for the first time ever, I just don’t care. Not in an “I don’t care if I’m fat” way, but a “Yes, I am human and I am finally willing to admit it…for five minutes” way. I just have something to do that supersedes the WW. I do have some thoughts, though, so I’ll go ahead and share those during my regularly scheduled post.

  10. I’m going to be auntie…again. Which I already knew, but yesterday was the ultrasound and they found out that “it” is a “she”. I’m going to have a new niece. They have a name all picked out. I won’t be sharing it because it’s not mine to share, but it’s very cute.