Happy Halloween!

Halloween is my second favorite holiday, right after Christmas.  I haven’t really celebrated it in a few years, but I love my childhood memories of it.  See, Halloween is a big deal where I grew up.  A couple weeks before hand, me and my family would go pumpkin picking at the pumpkin farm.  We’d pick pumpkins to carve (obv) and go on hayrides and in the haunted barn and get our faces painted and everything else that you do at a pumpkin farm.  My grandma and I would make my costume (or I would help her with my sibs’ costumes when I got too old).  Then there was Fright Fest at Six Flags and the Silo-X haunted complex.  Up until I was ten or eleven, we would go trick-or-treating on the 30th because the 31st was the Halloween parade.  Everyone who was anyone was there.  Good times 🙂


PS:  The song is from Tim Burton’s The Nightmare Before Christmas, which is my second favorite Halloween movie.  My absolute favorite is Hocus Pocus 🙂



I never understood before why people don’t vote.  I mean, this whole country is based on the idea of democracy (even though we’re clearly a republic) and the people choosing their leaders and having a voice, etc, etc.  But as midterm elections roll around next week, I find myself among those sitting out.


Don’t get me wrong, I’m still a Democrat, but I’m a moderate on most things (except abortion and LGBT rights, which I have the most liberal view possible on) and President Obama, who ran as a more moderate progressive, is actually very, very liberal, and I’m feeling a bit disenchanted with him at the moment, so his calls to action are doing nothing for me.  As far as the Congress, I’m not too happy with them either.  Both sides seem more interested in playing politics than actually accomplishing anything.  Granted, they did pass the stimulus (which was needed), financial reform (very, very needed) and comprehensive health care (which I’m iffy about.  I like many parts of it, but as a capitalist, dislike the idea of having to pay for the health care for the obese, smokers, alcoholics, and other at-will high-risk groups).  Idk, I think I’m just so sick of politicians that no matter what they had passed I still wouldn’t feel motivated to vote.  All they do (both sides) is bitch and moan about the other side.  While some arguments may be true and I do see the Democratic POV much more often than the Republican one, I really just want to scream at them: “You are adults. Damn well act like it!”

Out of touch

My economics midterm did not go over well for most of the class.  I got a solid A before the curve, and an A+++ after it, but the average score was a 66 (the lowest score was a 15!).  So yesterday these two guys are talking about how the prof is going to weight the midterm 40% of your grade and the final 20% if you did well on the midterm and vice versa.  One guy starts going off about how “unfair” it is that the students who got As get to have that count as 40% (but conveniently made no such protest against the students who did poorly having the final count 40%…) and says that if he were a teacher he would never give As, because no one deserves an A.  An A, according to him, means that you are going “above and beyond.”  If you did well on all of his tests, papers, and other assignments, you might be lucky to get a B.  After all, we’re not in college to get As.


Well, my first reaction was “geez, someone’s bitter that he never gets an A.”  Then I started thinking about how completely stupid his philosophy is (though I know there are profs from hell who believe in it too).  If a student does everything you ask and does it well, why shouldn’t they get an A?  Considering that most students get average scores, getting good scores is going above and beyond.  Especially in college, when many of us have jobs and other commitments. Besides, if I was stuck in a class with a prof like this, knowing that even if I busted my butt the highest grade I could get was maybe a B, I have a feeling I’d disengage and just be like what’s the point?  Okay, honestly, the achiever inside of me wouldn’t let that happen, but I can tell you I’d resent that professor for the rest of my life, be uncooperative in class, and screw with his evaluation in the hopes that he won’t be asked to return.


Oh, and we’re totally in college to get As.  Yes, learning is great, but it’s the grades which count towards your GPA, which is what employers look at.  If I’m interviewing you and you tell me that you totally understand accounting, but you got a C- in it because of the prof, what do you think I’d trust: the word of a student trying  to get a job or the concrete grade which demonstrates how the student did in practice?  Even if you’re telling the truth, I have no way to know, so you’re probably not getting that job.

Simple Things

Okay, I know this won’t be news for a lot of people, but I don’t move the apps on my iPhone around that much, so I just discovered the feature that allows you to drop one app on top of another app to create a little app folder.  It may seem like a simple thing, but it made me soooo happy 🙂  Instead of having four pages of apps, I’ve segregated several into folders like “games,” “travel,” and “sports” and now have only two.  As the title says, sometimes it’s the simplest things that can make your day 🙂


I’ve been spending a lot of time over the past couple months applying to jobs, and one thing which still surprises/annoys me is the redundancy of many of these systems. One of the first things you do is upload a resume, but then, during the process, they make you enter in all of your education, work history, and skills.  What is even the point of the resume if you’re just going to have to enter all the information manually? I suppose you have to enter the data again so they can run it through their computer system and kick it out if it doesn’t have the exact keywords they’re looking for (a stupid method if you ask me, because certain words can mean basically the same as others, but only one word might be in the system.  You can take cues from the job ad, but even that only gets you so far).  The resume, then, is apparently just for them to print out if they decide to give you an interview.  But still, the redundancy is annoying.

I thought this job search thing would really stress me out, but I’m surprisingly serene about it all.  I think that’s because I know I’ll have food and a place to live, and if worse comes to worse, I have a 99% chance of being able to get my theater job back while I search for something better.  Coming to the City was the complete opposite and I guess I figure that after that, this is nothing to be stressing over.  It also helps that I’m not really expecting to find anything until I move back, so even though I’m applying to jobs every day, I expect the email that says they’re pursuing other candidates, so it doesn’t upset me.  It’s their loss anyway 😉


Found this in a file and it made us all lol: “Your fee was a percentage of recovery–not an hourly rate.  The co-op owes you nothing.  This is an unethical attempt to rewrite the deal because you were terminated–shame on you!”


Shame on you?  Really? lol

It’s been a while….

Wow, I haven’t blogged in forever. However, it’s not just my blog I’m neglecting: I’ve scaled back the Russian to only about 30 minutes a day and the job search has pretty much not been happening for the past couple weeks. It’s not because I’m lazy, but because I’m feeling very overwhelmed right now.  Well, maybe overwhelmed isn’t the right word……I don’t have too much work, but I have just enough to keep me busy all day long.  It’s midterms time, after all, plus I have a huge group project in one of my classes that I need to get moving on.  I’ve been working on it steadily, but we’ve only known about it for a couple weeks and it’s a lot of work.  Our group set a deadline of having the outline done this weekend and most of the final product by next weekend, so it’s pretty much consuming my free time right now.

However, even with all this going on, I did manage to get away for Columbus Day weekend.  I went up to Portland, Maine, and it was pretty nice.  Now, I’m sure you’re all thinking “why in the world would you go to Portland, Maine of all places?”  My answer is “why not?”  I wanted to get away from the City and go somewhere different, which is why I didn’t just pick Boston or D.C. or something.  And Portland was supposed to be pretty, so I figured I had nothing to lose.

It was pretty, especially the lighthouses and colonial buildings.  The atmosphere was fairly relaxing, though I did get more catcalls there than I do in NYC, which is saying something, especially since I was in jeans and a hoodie most of the time…..Anyway, I basically just spent a couple days walking around the port and lounging in the hotel.  It took forever to stop feeling guilty about not bringing any school work with me, but I’m glad I didn’t, because I really needed to just relax.  I haven’t done a lot of that lately, and I’ve almost forgotten how.

The most eventful part of the trip was the walk from the hotel to the Amtrak station. When I had arrived, I had taken the bus because on the maps there was an interstate in-between me and the hotel, and all the reviews said that the station was a little inconvenient because you couldn’t walk to it.  But the woman at the hotel desk assured me that I could walk there.  What she neglected to mention was that the sidewalk which takes you to the station just happens to cross the interstate on and off ramps…..yeah, there were very few ways that could have been more unsafe…..But I made it home alive, and that’s what counts, right? lol