I finished my very first audit at American Golf in Santa Monica. Well, not completely. We packed up last week and did all our last minute work to finish up. I got a little emo (haha) because it was my very first project. It was a bittersweet goodbye because it was like the end of an era (haha), but I learned a lot working there, and I knew it was time to move on. There are still a lot to finish, and it will take months before everything is closed. But in the meantime, I'm now at my second audit in Sony Pictures in Culver City. Not really sure what it's going to be like over here, but so far the people have been nothing but nice and friendly. That's always a good thing. I was working here the whole week last week, but I wasn't settled in yet because the person I'm replacing was still here. So I asked my boss if I could go back to American Golf to do some of my work over there. I was just so used to it over there that I wanted to go back. My boss said I should stay where I am because we can only go back if absolutely necessary. I guess it is unnecessary to go back. I should be happy where I'm at right now. My first project was a really good experience, but it had to end sometime right? It's just one of the many chapters, and there's many more to come. I'm not sure how ready I am to take on the next step, but I'm glad I know a whole lot more than when I first started.
How can I not love my new assignment when: 1) They have good tea 2) They have free soda (not that I drink soda, but it's still nice to know I can get it anytime for free 3) I get to look at documents for movie expenses and celebrity itineraries! 4) They have cool office parties coz they serve beer and wine 5) I have an amazing/gorgeous/beautiful view of the Westside Los Angeles area. I love my job.
I love how I can be vague but not appear vague, so now you're thinking what was so vague about my so-called "vague" post, when it's clearly not vague at all, but I'm thinking hmm how can I make it even more vague? Haha.
The worst part is over. I hope. I stripped away all the reminders that put me through the past couple months. I think I'm okay.
My grandpa was at the hospital for hemorrhoids. Yeah, I know, gross haha. But I'm kinda glad it's hemorrhoids and not anything more scary. I visited him by myself on Sunday, and I was kinda glad I did. I wouldn't normally go on my own, but it was nice. We chit chatted for a little bit, usual stuff that he would bring up, like my job, school, politics (haha yeah I pretend I don't know what's going on, well actually I really don't know what's going on, and he pretends he knows everything going on, but I don't think he does. Haha whatever makes him feel cool right?). I heard his surgery went well (thanks Tito Dennis lol) so yaay.
My room is too cluttered. I need room to breathe.
I had a good day at work today. It revived me a little bit.
I love my friends.
It's so hard to play match maker. LOL. I have no idea how to do it hahaha.
Bedtime! Gnite kids.
Monday, January 28, 2008
Thursday, January 03, 2008
In keeping with today’s theme, here is a quote that I overheard one lady at work say (while I was working hard of course): “When you keep on saying you’re old, you’re just gonna start thinking old, feeling old, and acting old. And you know, it’s like you’re just waiting to die.” LOL. Wow, I know I’m a year older today, but I’m not waiting to die! Happy fourth 21st birthday to me haha. Thanks for all the birthday texts, phonecalls, and facebook/myspace messages. Even though I didn’t get any flowers delivered to my work (Haha that’s always been a dream of mine. For someone to send me flowers at work and everyone’s like ooohhh who’s that froooom. Of couse it’d be funner if it was from a secret admirer but you know I’d still love the flowers as much if it was from friends. I think. Haha. It’s okai guys, there’s always next year), you all still make my heart smile =). THANK YOU!
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
I look for mistakes for a living. I analyze a bunch of data and nitpick every single detail that I see, and hope there’s an error in there somewhere. Because when I find errors, it means I’m doing my job well. My boss trains me how I can easily spot errors by teaching me how I could manipulate the data so that the errors stick out. When I find these mistakes, I do my research to prove that these are indeed errors. Then, print out all my supporting documents to provide evidence for my claims. My success is defined by how many errors I find. So far, I’m doing really well. At least my boss and my boss’s boss think so. I wish my life could be defined the same way. If it was, then I would be extremely successful in doing exactly that, every single day of my life.
Really random thoughts that have accumulated in my head these past few weeks…
You know the cliché, you never really know what you have until it's gone? Well, I think it's bull. Haha. I think we know exactly what we have. We just take them for granted. We know it's there, but we choose to ignore it. We want to believe that it will always be there, and that it will never leave. And when the time comes when "it's gone", that's when we start paying attention.
I always wanted to think I'm the type of girl who is strong, independent, does not/will not let anyone control my actions. I thought I would never let anything get in my way to do whatever I want. I always thought I was the type of girl who knows the right thing to do, and by the "right thing", I mean the logical thing. I thought nothing can ever penetrate the "wall" that I put up. I thought my mind would always dominate my heart. But I realized that this is not who I really am, but it's who I want everyone to believe I am. I never wanted to admit how important it is in my life. I didn't want to be that kind of girl who I've always criticized. I hate to think that that's who I've become. But really, I've been in denial for so long that I think it's about time I realize that it's okay.
I passed my class. But seriously, there was a huge possibility of me failing that class. I swear, I counted my points and everything. But I guess studying for that final paid off. Even though it was somewhat difficult for me to concentrate at the time, I guess it worked. I wouldn't have forgiven myself if I didn't pass. I know it doesn't really matter now because I graduated and everything, but of course the thought of failing something never feels good. I guess I deserve the scare since it was completely my fault for not doing better in that class. I could've easily gotten a better grade if I wanted to. But I chose not to. That's another way of saying I was just lazy, and well, a little distracted. Oh, Cressa the things you do.
The holidays will always be a constant reminder of how fat you are/you will be. Wait, lemme edit that. My grandparents will always be my constant reminder of how fat I am/will be. Like literally. They remind me. Every year. To my face. It's like dude, do you think I don't know that? It's like they don't think I know I'm fat that they have to give me a reality check or something. But seriously, tell me something I don't know. It's like me telling them, "Gosh grandma, you're so old and wrinkly. Stop aging!" Lol. Okay I'll stop. I'm just really annoyed.
I never let a good opportunity pass me by. At least I thought it was a good opportunity. It was an opportunity to start over and see what else is out there for me. I said no. It was a perfectly good opportunity of starting something new and exciting. I think. Haha. But I guess it wasn't that great to begin with if I didn't go for it. Right?
Have you ever had those moments when you think you know how you would react to a situation, and you do the complete opposite of what you would normally do? And then you're going crazy thinking how you could possibly be acting the way you're not supposed to, and then you get all confused and even crazier because you can't seem to stop feeling the way you're feeling, and you don't know when it'll ever stop. Yeah, I think I'm going crazy.
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without you consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. Damnit, it's not working haha.
I've been let down so many times in my life I should be immune to it by now. But I'm still not. I wonder if there's a drug or a vaccine I could take so I could be "immune" to it. Haha I'm so lame.
If I was a guy, I wonder how I'd be like. I think I'll be a really good boyfriend. But then again, maybe I'm just saying that because I'm a girl and I know what's it's like to be a girl *sigh*
I saw P.S. I Love You with the ladies this past weekend. The one Saturday night I don't party, of course is spend bawling to a chick flick.
But in the end, despite all my rants and raves, there are still no words to express how thankful I am for all the blessings I've had up to this point in my life. I have great friends, a good job, and a very loving family (haha). What more could I possibly ask for? Well, lemme just tell you what. Haha jk. Okay, not really. But seriously, there's no doubt that I have been given everything I could ever need, and I am forever grateful for all that. Thank You for everything.
Time to focus.
You know the cliché, you never really know what you have until it's gone? Well, I think it's bull. Haha. I think we know exactly what we have. We just take them for granted. We know it's there, but we choose to ignore it. We want to believe that it will always be there, and that it will never leave. And when the time comes when "it's gone", that's when we start paying attention.
I always wanted to think I'm the type of girl who is strong, independent, does not/will not let anyone control my actions. I thought I would never let anything get in my way to do whatever I want. I always thought I was the type of girl who knows the right thing to do, and by the "right thing", I mean the logical thing. I thought nothing can ever penetrate the "wall" that I put up. I thought my mind would always dominate my heart. But I realized that this is not who I really am, but it's who I want everyone to believe I am. I never wanted to admit how important it is in my life. I didn't want to be that kind of girl who I've always criticized. I hate to think that that's who I've become. But really, I've been in denial for so long that I think it's about time I realize that it's okay.
I passed my class. But seriously, there was a huge possibility of me failing that class. I swear, I counted my points and everything. But I guess studying for that final paid off. Even though it was somewhat difficult for me to concentrate at the time, I guess it worked. I wouldn't have forgiven myself if I didn't pass. I know it doesn't really matter now because I graduated and everything, but of course the thought of failing something never feels good. I guess I deserve the scare since it was completely my fault for not doing better in that class. I could've easily gotten a better grade if I wanted to. But I chose not to. That's another way of saying I was just lazy, and well, a little distracted. Oh, Cressa the things you do.
The holidays will always be a constant reminder of how fat you are/you will be. Wait, lemme edit that. My grandparents will always be my constant reminder of how fat I am/will be. Like literally. They remind me. Every year. To my face. It's like dude, do you think I don't know that? It's like they don't think I know I'm fat that they have to give me a reality check or something. But seriously, tell me something I don't know. It's like me telling them, "Gosh grandma, you're so old and wrinkly. Stop aging!" Lol. Okay I'll stop. I'm just really annoyed.
I never let a good opportunity pass me by. At least I thought it was a good opportunity. It was an opportunity to start over and see what else is out there for me. I said no. It was a perfectly good opportunity of starting something new and exciting. I think. Haha. But I guess it wasn't that great to begin with if I didn't go for it. Right?
Have you ever had those moments when you think you know how you would react to a situation, and you do the complete opposite of what you would normally do? And then you're going crazy thinking how you could possibly be acting the way you're not supposed to, and then you get all confused and even crazier because you can't seem to stop feeling the way you're feeling, and you don't know when it'll ever stop. Yeah, I think I'm going crazy.
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without you consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. Damnit, it's not working haha.
I've been let down so many times in my life I should be immune to it by now. But I'm still not. I wonder if there's a drug or a vaccine I could take so I could be "immune" to it. Haha I'm so lame.
If I was a guy, I wonder how I'd be like. I think I'll be a really good boyfriend. But then again, maybe I'm just saying that because I'm a girl and I know what's it's like to be a girl *sigh*
I saw P.S. I Love You with the ladies this past weekend. The one Saturday night I don't party, of course is spend bawling to a chick flick.
But in the end, despite all my rants and raves, there are still no words to express how thankful I am for all the blessings I've had up to this point in my life. I have great friends, a good job, and a very loving family (haha). What more could I possibly ask for? Well, lemme just tell you what. Haha jk. Okay, not really. But seriously, there's no doubt that I have been given everything I could ever need, and I am forever grateful for all that. Thank You for everything.
Time to focus.