passenger seat

Here's my new plan: I'm going to revert back to the original, "don't ask, don't tell" approach with my family. You have all learned by now that my younger sister and I have had a few talks about the contents of this blog, and their impact on our lives, and she has become one of it's readers. How regular of a reader? Perhaps we'll soon see, if she responds to the new rboLife plan v3.0.

power out

I miss work. I miss riding the bus through the early morning sunshine, hiking up the hill to the office, to be met by a warm gust of wind in the face and a beautiful view of the surrounding city, before walking in the door, greeting the security guards, and feeling content and happy when I said good morning to my friends and coworkers. Even though the last few months I spent much of the work day listening to music, I was still around great people, and could through out a joke now and then to liven our spirits. It was so nice.

it's in the game

Well?

It's different. I'm still trying to adjust to this whole workday thing. I leave the house at 7:30am, get to enjoy the sunrise and traffic jams on the way to the skytrain, and get some exercise walking up the hill to the studio. After work, I get that exercise again walking down the hill, and have time to enjoy the sunset on the ride home; walking in the door between 6:30 and 7:30pm. Food is then consumed, television is watched, a little computer time, and then it's in bed with the lights out by 11pm. And this is a regular day, just wait till overtime starts.

Mc0wned

Received a phone call today.

Missed it because it came a minute after I put my phone down to get dressed. I called back a little while ago, and she called me back a few minutes ago.

In her message she mentioned that it was regarding an update to my application, and apparently the update was to say I got a job. (!)

Runs from oct 18th to jan 21, so I'll probably have a completely uninteresting birthday (during the last week or so of the contract, so most likely super overtime hours.)

But I got the job.. thanks to people and such. Yey non-mcdonalds employment!

part deux

This morning I met with the academic advisor to discuss possibilities. She was very helpful, and I'm definately glad I spent the time to see her. We went over the courses I've taken, and looked into other programs up at the main campus. Turns out, depending on what I transfer into (if I transfer anywhere) I could have as many as 54 of 60 transferrable credits... which means I'd only be a few courses behind other students who started in that program at the same time as I started in mine. This is always good, cause then I wouldn't have to be stuck with some of my younger sis' friends in classes... I could actually be in most with folks my own age and maturity.

top of the world

My dad received a phone call today, amongst all the wedding business. He talked for a few minutes, and ended up telling the person on the phone that he has a son whom he might wish to speak with instead. After snapping at me (loud enough I'm sure the receiver picked it up,) and telling me to get the phone upstairs saying its EA, I go up and grab the phone. We talk for a bit, he describes his reason for calling and more talking, then he concludes saying he'll mail something for tomorrow or so.

Needless to say I'm still quite confused, and not sure if this is infact going anywhere, mainly because he knows only my adress and phone number, and that I work at mcdonalds and own a pc and psx. It was sure more comfortable than the previous phone conversation I had with an employer.

fourty-days

I don't think I've updated on the job situation, so I'll do that first and get it over with. He called in the afternoon, on the 27th I think. We talked for about 10 minutes, (he estimated 20 to 40 in the email), and I answered some questions quite poorly, but it could have gone worse. I seemed relatively comfortable, and got us both laughing a couple times, but I don't know if that is worth hiring a potential employee on.

Apart from that it's been all wedding this, wedding that. I'm going to be soo wiped by the time sunday afternoon comes around. (wedding on saturday, but on worship team sunday morning, so afternoon is the logical stress completion date) and why am I hearing thudding noises inside the house, its 2:00am. People are asleep.

Onto more personal matters,

telephonerview

I just received an email reply earlier this afternoon from one of the applications I sent in. The gentleman said he liked my application and would like to know more by holding a telephone interview. Telephone interview? eeps, I'm excited but deathly nervous at the same time. But hey, I'm not complaining, this could finally be a chance to get out of mcdonalds and actually do something productive and pay my tuition, finally get a decent computer, maybe even move out in the future.

sweeeet. I would say wish me luck, but I don't believe in luck. You can pray for me if you're into that, if not, umm you could comment and say something supportive. OR you know, just not say anything.

careerification

I finally have an online portfolio that will display everything I've done in the past. Don't think this was an easy feat - I have about 6 years of work on 3 different computers that all needed to come together somehow and look good... but I ended up doing it (not all of the portfolio pieces are up yet, but the site works). If you haven't already found it, it's the main domain of this - robertwesley.com. Now. One thing that is something of interest, is that I created this blog so I could be as random as I could (considering how I used my name as the domain,) and now I'm going to be holding a professional portfolio right next to this? I will no doubt have to have contact information on the portfolio, effectively erasing any anonymity at all if the viewers of this blog go to that portfolio.