If you know anywhere that's hiring, hit me up in the comments. PLEASE.

I've been feeling purty good lately.

That may have to do with the fact that I graduated two days ago.

And that I am going on a reunion this weekend.

I actually really like family reunions.

Well, this one anyway.

Lately, I have been having too much fun with my webcam (as you may have seen in my previous post).

Observe:

Yes. I used rollers. They are quite the nifty tool, actually. My hair was very voluminous there for a while, which is difficult for my fine, heavy hair (unless i tease it, which sometimes just ends up gross).

So yeah. The job search continues. I actually prayed last night that I wouldn't work at a food place. I hope that's a righteous desire, because honestly, I don't know if I could take it. I am a very smell-oriented person, and don't get me wrong, I love me a 5-layer burrito once in a while, but if I had to work at Taco Bell for 20 hours a week, the smell would probably make me sick to my stomach. I'll apply at food places, because, well, it's money. And I need that.

I'm filling out applications to places halfway across the valley. Realize with me that my beauty school is an hour away from my house. As long as my job is between those two places, I am totally okay working there. So I have a pretty wide geographic range of opportunities. So, if I hit all the places I'm planning on and I still don't get hired at any of them, I'm going to quit beauty school and open an Etsy shop where I sell eccentric boondoggle keychains.

Actually, that sounds like a pretty good plan. Don't tempt me.

you know, hopes and dreams, and stuff.

there's so many things i want to be when i grow up. and i'm quite positive that i can mash all of these things into my life at once.

1. mama dearest

i love children. i can't wait to have a bunch of little munchkins and wipe goop off their little faces and read them books and such. and name them atticus and bianca. {i call DIBS on these names, people.}

2. Writer/journalist/legit.

it's my secret love. i really really really really love writing. my favorite is non-fiction and research type of stuff, but i do enjoy writing a story once and a while. and i should have you know that i once wrote a freestyle poem about the crucifixion of Christ, and it is like my pride and joy. ferrills.

3. cosmetologist. {only 7 more months until i'm done with beauty school!!}

oh tabatha coffey{aka my cosmetology idol}. i can only dream of being as cool as you. except for your potty mouth. just because you're british doesn't mean you can spit out every word you know in one episode. sheesh.

4. artist

i think i'll just move to rome for a year and paint on the side of the road, living off of spaghetti and italian sodas. but seriously, i love art. that's one of those talents that i really used to have, and i've neglected it for a while. i need to brush up on these skills...

5. thrift store owner

can i just do that?? because that would be SOME interesting experience, i tell you what.

6. motab member.

you're pretty much cool if you've been in the mormon tabernacle choir. i'd just have to live in utah while i do it. which would be fun for a period of time.

so yeah, basically i'm going to rule the world when i grow up.

P.S. So that last post where I pretty much made stuff up about my "dream apartment?" Yeah that was weird, huh. I did that for a scholarship, but they didn't get back with me on it. So that's what that was all about. Just lettin' ya know.

eet mor chikin.

So, to keep you updated...

Life has been a little busy. I've been applying to jobs. Last week I actually got 3 interviews with Chick-Fil-A! I was absolutely thrilled! I really like the atmosphere of the place, and the manager is a really nice guy! They told me they'd call me back that weekend.

And so Friday afternoon I called to ask if they were making a decision, and they said they'd know the next week. Fair enough. So I waited all this week. On Thursday, I called again and asked if they knew yet. And they said, "I WILL call you back in the next 24 hours and tell you!"

Fair enough again. I waited 24 hours. Within that 24 hours I sang the national anthem at a Diamondbacks-Giants game in a 1200 person choir. No big deal. Anyway, I had my phone cradled in my hands the whole time, just waiting for Chick-Fil-A's number to pop up on my phone.

No phone call. Great. Now I have to be annoying.

So I called back today. The guy knew who it was when I called. That's how annoying I was. I was sure they would hire me just to get me off their back. So the guy checked the list, and...

No. They gave me 3 interviews and they didn't even want me.

Chumps.

So Forever 21 just so happened to be within 100 feet of me when I received this sad news, so you can only imagine what happened next.

18 dollas, a pair of jeggings, and a slub t-shirt later, I felt quite a bit better. :)

Back to the drawing board. I think I'll apply at some clothing stores. Maybe a couple yogurt places. Yum. How about Target? Ooh, good idea.

P.S. You were wondering about that whole 1200 person choir Diamondbacks-Giants thing weren't you?? Well, it was kind of fun. We just sand the National Anthem before the game. If you watched it, I'm not gonna lie you probably didn't see me. It really was 1200 people.

Here's me and my friends Jadyn and Rania on the field beforehand.

Yup, a good time indeed.

P.P.S. So my not-so-little brother Keaton went in to the doctor yesterday to get a sprained ankle checked out. Well, it turns out this sprained ankle was a blessing in disguise, because when they took the x-rays, they also discovered a decent (why am i saying decent, it was terrible) sized tumor in Keaton's bone. It has eaten 70% of the bone in his lower leg near his ankle. The good news is that it doesn't look like it is cancerous. And we're glad we caught it, because it could have snapped his bone in two if we hadn't. He has to have surgery done to remove it and fill in the bone, and after that things should be fine, but if you could keep my little buddy in your prayers, that would mean the world to me. Thank you!

employment.

dear chick-fil-a,

first i want to thank you kindly for giving me an interview right after i turned in my application. it made me feel kind of spectacular.

also thank you for giving me a second and third interview.

now please oh please call me and tell me i'm hired.

i'm waaaaaiiiitinggggg.

like. seriously. it's all i'm thinking about. at all.

love, emily jardine {called mimi}

a little early to be worrying...

I have a whole 8 months to decide this, but of course, being the Emily that I am, I am freaking out. Now.

I have 3 choices in community colleges next year. Two are both somewhat near to my house, where my mama is. But one is about 3 hours away. There are pro's and cons for both of these.

Nearby college pros:

~Mother dearest

~Hometown

~Cheaper

~Not having to live on my own

Faraway college pros:

~Best friend will be roomate

~Beautiful small town

~Great school

~New experience

Aah. I'm scared to be three hours away. I can't even drive right now. I mean, of course I'll learn by then, but gosh!

But it would be so exciting and fun to go afar! With my best friend! Come on, people! We'd have such a good time! And it's such a good school! And it's only 2 years! (O.o) Of course, I'd have to come up with some more money than what I've got. And I'd have to find a job over there. What if I couldn't find a job?? I'd be done for, people. Done for.

I really wish I would have listened to my mother when I was 12 and making bank off of babysitting jobs, when she said "Put it in a college fuuuund!" Oh how I wish I hadn't used that cash to buy my heart's fill of High School Musical t-shirts and Lizzie McGuire CDs. Silly child.

Well there's my venting for the day. I'm better.