rufeo’s ramblings
I have great intentions of blogging but time is not my own. I’m busy with work and school and homework and projects. I have procrastinated all year and am making up for it now.
I had a wonderful birthday and thanksgiving. I can’t wait to go home.
I have six days left at work and six days left of school
I’ll try to write a valuable post later.
Enjoy your day.
The modern girl is your average American girl, who has her Ipod, laptop, blow drier, flat iron, curling iron, cell phone… you get the picture. To put it simply she is “plugged-into society.” To this extent I would consider myself a “modern girl.” Unfortunately technology was not one of my favorite things this week.
On Sunday I was getting ready for church, I had already blowdried my hair and had my flat iron plugged in and warming up. When I began to straighten my hair I realized that my straightener was not hot… it wasn’t even warm. In other words, my straightener had died, deceased, kicked the bucked, was no more, passed on, perished, croaked, bereft of life, bought the farm, departed, expired, gone to meet its maker, lifeless, was pushing up daisies, dead. To my horror I only had 15 more minutes before I had to leave for church. By the grace of God I was able to tame my hair into a manageable style. Later that afternoon I purchased a replacement for my recently departed straightener… may it rest in peace.
On Tuesday I had a chapel presentation due. Seeing that people are visual learners I made a PowerPoint display that coincided with the presentation. I have enough technology savvy to know that I should expect the worst, consequently I provided myself with a large space of time to get my presentation up an running. The projector was setup for me in the chapel and all I needed to do was plug in my computer and “have at it”. So what did I do? I plugged in my computer and attempted to get my presentation to show up on the screen. Long story short… it wasn’t working. I returned to the office to ask if anyone knew how to do it… nope. I texted my brothers… “pressed a bunch of keys until it works” or “i don’t know how to help you” were my responses. So I went and found some high schoolers from ACA, we were diagnosing the problem when my computer decided to freak-out. First the mouse froze, then the screen went black. I turned of my computer and restarted it. The computer decided that it didn’t want to work and wouldn’t even make it to the password screen! By this point I told the guys not to worry about it and I would just make my presentation without the PowerPoint.
Later that day….
I had just entered the dorm when I thought I heard my phone ringing. When I grabbed my phone I realized that it was not ringing but rather had someone talking to me. Apparently my phone decided to act of its own accord and call my manager on her cell phone.
Still later that day….
By this time I realized that technology was not on my side and that I should expect the worse when I went to work that evening, and technology did not disappoint me. Soon after I arrived I was informed that certain individuals had ruined some of the night crews privileges. During the evening while we are on our breaks we are often in the office on the computer playing spider solitaire. Occasionally when it is ABSOLUTLY DEAD we will play it while we are on the clock, but this circumstance does not happen frequently. Apparently an individual who usually works nights decided to play on the computer during lunch time and now all of the night crew gets punished for someones lack of thought.
Today is Thursday and so far I have not had any more technology drama, but you never know. Stay tuned to find out more. 
I have a love/hate relationship with them. I am addicted to reading. It was not always this way, in fact, I used to hate reading. That all changed when I took an Honors English class my junior year of High School. During that year, I had to read several classics including Pride and Prejudice, Frankenstein, The Scarlet Letter, Sense and Sensibility, Oliver Twist, Northanger Abbey, and the Red Badge of Courage. By the end of the year, I had gotten so used to always having a book with me that I went out and got the Count of Monte Christo. From that point on, I was a goner. I learned early on in my college career that I should not read for pleasure during the school year because it sidetracked me from my schoolwork. During semester breaks, you can usually find me reading a book. I love to read classics. My three favorite authors have to be Jane Austen, Charles Dickens, and Alexandre Dumas.
As much as I love classics I have found myself reading a lot of Christian romance novels recently, but like I said in my first sentence. We have a love/hate relationship. I love that they are easy reads. You do not have to dissect and figure out analogies or metaphors. You do not have to get through a chapter like “it was the best of times. It was the worst of times.” In addition, never do you find an author like Victor Hugo, who has to give you a history lesson on the geography and layout of Paris before he can continue his story. Christian romances are simple, which happens to be the thing I hate about them.
It is nice to know that when I settle down with a book that I will finish it in a few days… perhaps even hours. I do not have to worry about the language or questionable content. I find it very hard to put down the book. I have to know how they couple ends up together. With the exception of maybe two or three books, the following are usually the case: you always know which characters are going to fall in love by the end of the first or second chapter; and the books are predictable, and there is never any great shock over the course of the story.
The books leave me with one of three emotions. I think they are sweet and worth reading again one day. Second, I felt the book was merely adequate. Third, I have no idea who these characters are! For example, I just read a 300-page book and I still have no real comprehension as to whom the characters are and what makes them tick. Who cares is the guy and girl fall in love. I want to know more about them. Because women write most of the stories, the woman’s character is developed more fully than the man’s. The man is always some Mr. Dreamboat who the girl thinks is too good for her. He is almost always tall dark and handsome. Okay so this does not seem like a huge deal, but the stories do seem a little repetitive after a while.
Another thing I do not like is that God is not a main character. Oh, the people talk about him… sometimes… but they do not have a full relationship with him. I can understand that in a 120 pg book you can’t go all out like you might in a 400 pg book; but if I don’t understand these characters’ walk with God how am I suppose to under their character?
I guess if I were to write a novel I would be very specific about its contents. God will be the central character in my book. Furthermore, the plan of salvation will be clearly presented. Finally, maybe the girl will not even get the guy… now that would be different 
. However, until I write this novel I think I will sit on the couch and read another book.
I have realized that I am horrible at keeping this blog updated. I suppose that could be a good thing because it means I’m not addicted to blogging .
So it is mid-terms this week. I only had three midterms and two projects due. I think I did okay on all of them.
Work is normal, although my coworkers are going through a tough time. There is a rumor that one of them might have swine flu… yikes!!!! Another one had a roommate commit suicide… please keep her in prayer.
I spent the night over at a friends house last week and had a blast. I learned a very important lesson while I was driving to her house… NEVER… I mean NEVER allow Renae Archer give you directions. This was the second time she got us lost! I should have remembered the first time that we ended up in Oxnard instead of El Matador Beach in Malibu; but there I was giving her the benefit of the doubt that she knew where we were headed. Its wasn’t until we exited that she confessed that she doesn’t quit remember exactly how to get there. As a result we got to explore parts of West Covina. Thankfully I know how to text Google and get directions… we were able to get ourselves back on track and get to the house.
I was so happy when I realized that it was raining on Tuesday and Wednesday. But wouldn’t you know it… its sunny again with tempertures expected to reach 90 degrees today. California weather boggles my mind.
Tuesday was a great day for me… ok I’m being sarcastic. It wasn’t one of my good days. Here is one example of my day. I had left for work early and was almost to subway when I realized that I had left my hat, apron, and nametag at the dorm. Consequently I had to drive all the way back to the dorm to get them. Thankfully I still made it to work on time.
This was just one event in a very long day. I finally decided that I shouldn’t consider all the bad things in my day and that I should find an upside. I concluded that I wasn’t having a bad hair day.
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