Friday, February 22, 2008

Public Relations

When I first started this journey I thought for sure that I wanted to get into Business Management. I was then awakened to the harsh reality that there was a lot of math involved. I had already taken Math 1050 twice so I was not excited about business statistics and the other math class that I no longer remember the name.

I was sitting in my business statistics class dreading the upcoming semester when I got the most awesome message. It was from Janelle and went something like this, "I just found a major that involves zero math and you will be finished one semester sooner."

I immediately left the classroom and gave Janelle a call. We talked for maybe twenty seconds about Public Relations. No Math? I was sold. Going back into the classroom I just shut my books and walked out. Never to look back again.

So now the question is going to be whether or not I chose the right major. Is PR right for me? Should I get into the field or go on and do my own thing? Can I hide from math forever??

I guess I have eight weeks to figure it out.

Countdown Begins

8 weeks. That's it. 8 more weeks.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Feeling the Effects

This semester is really catching up with me. This weekend was supposed to be a nice long three day weekend. I had plans to do a lot of things and really get ahead on some of my bigger projects. All I did was sleep.

After a very emotional four hour funeral on Friday, I hit a wall. The rest of the weekend I spent a lot of time napping. I was so exhausted. Tuesday is here and I feel like I did not get any rest.

Fortunately spring break is not too far away.

I can do this....I think....

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Goodbye Friend

Tonight I got a phone call that I wish never would have come. A friend from high school called to let me know that one of my best friends from West had been shot and killed early this morning.

Bob Ramirez was a huge kid. He stood over 6' tall and was tough as a brick. During high school it was not uncommon to see myself, Chris, Mike, and Bob together all the time. Every single weekend we were together and he was the one who affectionately gave me the nickname 'poo hands' (It is a story for another time).

Apparently last night Bob was at a party and there was a fight. Someone pulled a gun and fired two shots. One of the rounds hit Bob in the back, and he did not make it to the hospital.

I saw Bob last week at the gym. We talked about getting together and having a BBQ or heading down to Scipio for a relaxing weekend with everybody. (Chris' parents own a house in Scipio, we went there a lot in high school)

Bob was one of the nicest guys I knew. This world is way too crazy, and I am still in shock over the whole thing. Going to a funeral for a best friend that is my same age is not something I look forward to. I am so lucky to have known him and look forward to seeing him again.

Here is the story on KSL:

Bob Ramirez

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Mystery Meat

The weekend was absolutely nuts! I am surprised that all of us survived.

Being married is a wonderful thing, and this past weekend brought a whole new meaning to marriage. Friday night after the wedding dinner Janelle mentioned that she was not feeling well, and as the night progressed it got worse and worse. Neither of us got any sleep because she was so sick and I was worried sick. Finally the next morning with a little convincing and some outside help Janelle conceded and we headed to the emergency room at LDS Hospital.

It was a very scary experience for me sitting in the waiting room. A number of times I almost lost it because I had no clue what was going on. I tried calling mom, but she was out taking care of wedding stuff so I did not have a chance to talk to her. I am kind of glad because I am sure that I probably would have really let the faucet run.

When they finally called me into Janelle's room I was so relieved. She had suffered a severe case of food poisoning, and the doctor had set her up with an IV to replace a lot of fluids that she lost because of it.

We left the hospital with Janelle in one piece. Thank goodness! To my surprise and the surprise of everyone else she attended not only at the wedding but also the reception. She looked so beautiful that unless you knew the story you would not guess she was in the hospital that morning.

I am so grateful Janelle is fine. I really would not know what to do without her. It was a very scary moment for me, but now I have a greater love for her and everything she does for me.

NOTE: Don't eat the mystery meat at the LDS Business College. We think that is where it came from.