Catching Up
Eek, I know that I should be writing my paper, but a lot has transpired in the past couple of weeks:)
My parents were here in New Haven from Thursday to Tuesday of this week. What a treat for me! It was so nice to see them. We went out to dinner, I cooked them dinner sometimes. It was absolutely adorable. They also helped Vanessa and I switch our rooms. We had a good time together.
A couple of weeks ago, I found a job posting online for a human resources internship at the Natural Resources Defense Council. Sounded like a great opportunity, so I emailed the contact my resume. An hour later, I got a phone call, and I had an interview scheduled for that Friday in NYC! So that Friday, I took Metro-North to NYC. I had tasty quesadillas and cupcakes at Grand Central, and began my New York Adventure, lol. I wanted to go shopping before my interview (I got there reallly early!), so I started walking around. But I walked into a bad part of NYC, and I was like, oh goodness, something's going to happen to me on the street corner. Oh, and by the way, I was dressed in a reallly expensive skirt suit. I was like, I dub this trip "Alisha: Lost in NYC". Luckily, I retraced my steps back to the train station. From there, I decided to walk a little ways to my interview (it's on 20th street, and grand central is on 42nd street), hoping to do some shopping on the way. Didn't really see any shops, so I started attempting to hail a cab. Oh my goodness, it is nothing like the movies. This was my first time trying to hail a cab. I would hold my hand up, etc, but then I'd realize that the cab was occupied. Or they were going WAY too fast. Finally, I saw someone getting out of one, and I ran to it, asked the guy to take me to 20th. So when I got there, I went to Sephora to make sure that my makeup looked nice. Then I had another um, embarrassing ordeal which will not be described, lol. But after that, I walked inside of the NRDC building. The place is seriously gorgeous, on the 11th floor. Light pouring into the open spaces, tons of plants, a gorgeous office building. Receptionist was cute too, lol. But that's beside the point. So I got there 20 minutes early, waited for my interviewer. During that time, I brushed up on my global warming and pollution knowledge with the handy brochures that were available. Studied the power distance between the employees I observed interacting. Then my interviewer walked in, and I followed her to her office to do the interview. It was really great, I did really well, showcased all of my talents, told her all about my other HR internship, Japan, AKA, everything. She int turn told me all about the internship, which will involve implementing diversity initiatives and being her assistant, etc. And I was quite intrigued. Then she told me the salary, and I wanted to hyperventilate. So those two factors sold me on this internship. I was hoping she'd offer it to me on the spot. But noo. She did continue to tell me that I would be doing this, that (as opposed to saying "the intern" would be doing these activities, etc). I also was introduced to the rest of the employees, a really good sign. So I left, exhilirated, ecstatic, elated. Especially since she told me that she wouldn't be interviewing anyone after me. Getting back to Grand Central sucked again, cuz I couldn't find any unoccupied taxis, but oh well, I was on an internship high. Anyways, so I took the train back to New Haven, went to my favorite place Neat.
So 2 weeks later, I'm the new NRDC Human Resources Intern for Spring and Summer 2006! It was agony waiting for Yolanda's call, especially since I knew she was out of town last week. But I'm so excited about working there, and I know that it's the best internship out there right now in HR!!
These past few weeks have been really hectic with schoolwork,and I haven't been keeping up with emails, which I feel bad about. It's just been crunch time, with a lot of presentations and papers. I did a presentation in one of my classes on Monday, and it was definitely the best that I've done in a while. I was really proud of myself, and it was really exciting.
Oh, and I got anointed with oil and protected at church on Sunday, with my Mom. It was really cute, mother/daughter anointing. Had communion for the first time at Gateway too. I think that the last communion day was when there was a snowstorm, cuz that was the only time I've missed church since Christmas. I definitely feel that God is working in my life through this church, and I know that it's one of the reasons why I'm here. Imran met my parents at church too, oh my goodness. I was like, whoa.
Imran looked so adorable in church, lol. Sigh, he makes my heart like, swoon. I'm hoping that he'll want to go hang out sometime, but he seems really busy. I definitely have a lot of faith in the situation though, so we'll see. I'm understanding now that it wasn't the right time. I don't know when the right time is, but as long as I keep praying, He'll show me the way:) And oddly enough, I've received enough signs to know that our 2 roads are going to converge. But maybe while I wait for the two roads to converge, I can go see my secret buddy???? Or is that bad? lol. Joking.
Let's see, the cessation of Lupron occured about 2 weeks ago, and I am so happy now. Lupron is not the miracle drug apparently, and I'm glad that that chapter in my life is over forever. Now I can just focus on being me.
I've been thinking about a lot of things lately, how the system, dynamics are. I'm so tired of high school antics. This is not Dr. Skya's class. I just want things to be different. It's what I pray for every night. I relish the thought of it, when we can all come out of our shells and truly bond together.
I'm tired of when someone likes an individual and it's not reciprocated, that rejected person attempts to find like a hundred inadequecies in the one whom they set their miserable heart on to make themselves feel better. Honestly, that is not true love, and that's why the person never got with you to begin with. AND it only shows their insecurities. Which is why I have to avoid A* like the plague.
I was thinking the other day about cooking meals. I was really pondering it, and I realized that I actually think that it's a really intimate gesture, cooking a meal for someone. I mean, I only really cook dindin for my loved ones, so cooking for someone else is really intimate, it's one of the ultimate ways to show another human being that you care. And I don't mean that in a sexual manner, lol. I mean like, it's a big deal to me. I feel like it's a symbol to show that you REALLY care about a person. OK, I am such a dork, lol.
Now that I have communicated with you all and let you know that I am the dorkiest of all dorks, I'm going to go and write my paper, so I don't fail.
