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Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves

20 Aug

“Your Gypsy Name is Philana, meaning Loving”

Childish Gambino got his rap name from a Wu Tang Clan  name generator, so I thought I could find my gypsy name that way. I have been a gypsy this summer. 

If you remember, I traveled all around the Northeast and Midwest this summer. When I left Philly (the first time) my odometer read 73,338. Currently, back home in Upstate NY, my odometer says 82,123. That’s right – I’ve driven almost 10,000 miles this summer! Here is an outline of my adventures:

  1. Philly to Home – goodbye Villanova!
  2. Home to CBus – started my new internship 🙂
  3. CBus to Home – Tayls and John got married!
  4. Home to Philly – yeah… I still had a *lot* of stuff left there… (Thank you for your help, Josh!!!)
  5. Philly to Home – my mom’s garage is now the proud holder of all my sh*t.
  6. Home to CBus – gotta finish my internship!
  7. CBus to Chicago – Lollapalooza, bitches!
  8. Chicago to CBus – wow, I am exhausted…
  9. CBus to Home – what??!?! Do I *have* to go???

And now, number 10: Home to Buffalo. Buffalo is going to be my home for the next 4 years (…oh boy…). I’ll be packing up all of my earthly belongings (again!) and moving to Buffalo on Wednesday. I’ll be honest – I’m not particularly fond of the city, but I know that I’ll meet some great people and learn some great things. Also, they say it’ll take 4 years, but I’m going to do everything in my power to finish it sooner. I’m not getting my hopes up, but I’m going to work harder than a one-armed wallpaper hanger. I’ll work harder than a one-legged man in a butt-kicking contest. I don’t know why all of my working analogies have an appendage missing… I need to work on that.

Just know that when I go on the job market in 3 years, I’ll be looking to move back to the Midwest 🙂


Words of the Week – Starting Over

30 Jul

I’ll be moving to Buffalo in 3 weeks and I start my new grad  program in 4 weeks from today. I’d be lying if I told you I wasn’t scared out of my freakin’ mind.

I like to challenge myself to try new things so as to not be complacent with my current situation. I’m a creature of habit and I know that as soon as I get into a pattern and routine, it’s hard for me to change. Some things are fun or easy to change – especially when they need to (e.g. moving out of a bad apartment, breaking up with someone who was terrible to you, going on vacation, trying a new food, going on a fun adventure).

I’m comfortable here in Ohio. I love the people I’m with, the work that I’m doing, the area in which I live, etc. However, I have to start all over again in a month. I’m moving to Buffalo – a large city that doesn’t quite reflect my personality. I’ve considered taking a year off of grad school and just working – trying out the whole corporate office thing for just a year. That could work, right?

Last week, I debated this thought. I bought the largest lollipop I could find (random, I know – but it was cotton candy flavored and seemed like a fantastic idea at the time) and drove around the Central Ohio countryside until that lollipop was gone. I just drove and thought, drove and thought. No. I’m not really cut out for the corporate world, unless it’s on the other side: helping companies to become better, studying their people and processes, teaching others how business and psychology ideas and principles are applied in the real world. To be honest, it was shocking how strongly I felt about this. I knew this was my original plan, but to confirm it in my mind, on my own, was really rewarding.  I’ve gone through several “I want to be X when I grow up” conversations, and this is the first one that has stuck with me for longer than a year.

Yes, I’m sad to be leaving Ohio – but I’m not leaving forever. I’m not being banished to a far away land for the rest of my life. They make planes, trains, and cars for a reason. I think I have it confused in my mind that when I say goodbye to something, it’s goodbye for good. In reality, it’s actually just “see you later”. I know that I’m going to come back and live in the Midwest after I graduate (pretty much *anywhere* in the Midwest – it’s flippin’ awesome here). It’ll be 4 years, but in relation to other things I’ve done, 4 years is nothing. I’ve already spent 6 years in college and grad school, waited a stupid amount of time to learn how to ride a bike, waited 3 years to see my mom finally get back on “the wagon” – I think I’ve gotten pretty good at this “delayed gratification” thing.

I found the above quote when I was searching for a neat Words of the Week post. It’s totally right – those are 3 viable options, but not for me. I don’t give up. Ever. Sure, I get frustrated with a lot of things, but if I can’t change it, then I get over it pretty quickly. However, if I’m given the chance to change something or fight for something (or someone), you better believe I’m going to. I give it all I’ve got.

When I move to Buffalo, I’m going to give it all I’ve got.

You Schwinn Some, You Cruise Some / “Michael, 5K means 5 kilometers, not 5000 miles.”

23 Jul

I did it. I bought my first bicycle yesterday! It’s a Schwinn Clairmont Ladies Cruiser with 7 gears and hand brakes.

My very first bicycle!

After awkwardly placing it in the back of Josh’s Mustang (thank you!!), I brought my sweet new ride home.

If you remember from a previous post, I’m a lame-o twentysomething who doesn’t know how to ride a bike. Or didn’t. 🙂 After freaking out trying to keep my balance, Josh was able to let go after only a few tries (thank you again!!!). Now, I’m decent at going straight and turning left – I’ll be perfect for when NASCAR allows bicycles. While I’m not yet an ambi-turner, I’m going to practice turning right this evening. I can’t wait to go to the grocery store on my sweet bike!

I was mad at myself for waiting this long to finally put on my “big girl pants” and learn how to ride, but after feeling the wind through my hair going at what I would assume was a solid 5mph, the only feeling I could muster was one of sheer accomplishment. I can now cross this task off my “Things To Do Before I’m 30” list.

In other “Year of Beezy” news, I ran my very first 5K with a time of 41.38. Not impressive by any means, but I’m really proud of myself. Also, I found out running is not as sh*tty as I thought it was. I’ve always run on a treadmill: watching the same view outside as I feel like I’m supposed to be moving forward. After doing the 5K this pas weekend, I think I really enjoy running outside.

I think this entire summer has reminded me that I like being active (GSL – I finally get why you did a 1/2 marathon!). There’s something really rewarding about waking up and feeling sore from dancing like crazy at Zumba, running outside, doing yoga, playing tennis (which I’ll hopefully get to do this week), or just going to the gym the day before. I remember when I used to be really active a few years ago and how happy that made me (I was also skinnier – this was pre-grad school, of course). Now that I think about it, this summer has made me feel more like “me” than any other summer. Over the past 2 years I feel like I’ve put myself on hold – for multiple reasons that snowballed together. I’ve forgotten the things that I really love and the things that make me the happiest. Well, I’ve taken the bull by the horns again and I’m back, Nerds! I’ve surrounded myself with great people, I’ve decided to take on the world and not let it decide my fate for me, and I’ve been truly, genuinely, and unwaveringly happy.

[Words of the Week] The Man in the Arena

12 Jul

“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat. ” – Theodore Roosevelt

My drill instructor in JROTC gave me this quote on a small, blue card that I later carried around in my pocket. I was 16 at the time and I didn’t know how closely this quote would stick with me almost 10 years later. The last few lines sum up how we should live our lives: “who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”

Regrets are sh*tty. Really. Which is why Roosevelt compares those who regret not taking chances as ‘cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.’ It’s better to say ‘at least I tried’ than to say ‘what if?’. You can’t know whether or not something works unless you go for it. You have to be in charge of your own life and happiness. You have to work hard for something that you want.

There have been many similar quotes that hit home the same way [“You’ll always miss 100% of the shots you don’t take.” -Wayne Gretzky] but Roosevelt’s interpretation seems to make it more real. He gives both sides: you could succeed or you could go up in flames. Not knowing one way or another is even worse than failing.

Sure, it’s easy to say, but it is *much* more difficult to execute. It takes a certain level of, um, let’s say ‘intestinal fortitude’ to break out of your comfort zone and do what must be done. But, you can do it. I can do it. I’m going to do it. (I’m sure you can tell, I have a specific situation for which I’m psyching myself up. :-P)

Bruises and broken hearts are temporary. Regrets last a painful lifetime. Choose wisely. Go big, then go home 🙂

First Post from My New iPad

19 Mar

His name is Neil iPadrick Harris ::commence laughter::
I absolutely love this thing.

The screen is so clear and the pictures that it takes are so vivid:


I’m in lurv 🙂

Did I Just Do That?

8 Mar

Yes…yes I did.


I bought the brand-new iPad. I’ve wanted one since it first came out in 2010, and now that I’ve been accepted to at least one PhD program, I’ve told myself that I deserve it. I bought some really nice accoutrements to go along with it too (e.g. cover, dock, case).

It’s scheduled to arrive on the 16th – I CAN’T WAIT!

Let the countdown begin…

Some Words of Wisdom for Lent [photo]

21 Feb


The Lenten season is upon us! Personally, I think Lent has become a load of nonsense. 40 days of Catholic guilt poking at you and making you feel like a failure when you realize that you gave up hope on day 3. However, I have much more hope this year. I like to think of Lent as a time for personal development instead of self-deprication. I had great success with 2009 Lent where I increased my gym time and decreased both my sugar intake and pants size. I’m hoping that 2012 will be as successful. 🙂

I took Fat Tuesday a little too literally and ingested pretty much everything that existed in my fridge today (a la Liz Lemon). Tomorrow is a new day and I’m ready to continue to train for the Broad Street Run, SIOP 5K, and Clean Air 5K. Yes, you read that right – 3 races. I’ve already planned out my gym schedule and stocked up on quarters for the large amount of laundry I’ll be doing with all of the dirty gym clothes in my future.

It’s going to be a great Lent. 🙂

Words of the Week [photo]

24 Jan

I’ve got a lot of important things to do this week. It’ll be challenging, but totally worth it 🙂

My Goal for 2012

4 Jan

Happy New Year fraaands! (it sounds like friends, I swear…)

Here it is. My personal goal for the new year. I’m going to run, nay, *pwn* The Broad Street Run in May! For those of you not familiar with this crazy adventure, it is a 10 mile road race down the center of Flipadelphia.

2012 Broad Street Run!!!

I’ve never been really good at sticking with goals, but I think 2012 is going to be my year. 🙂 Just a little background: I cannot stand running. I’m starting with the treadmill and working my way to the outside when it gets warmer. I’ve already committed to run a 5K when I go to San Diego in April for the Society of Industrial and Organizational Psychology annual conference. I may throw in a full round of P90X if I’m feeling sassy! But I won’t get ahead of myself. I’m starting with realistic short-term goals to make my way up to Broad Street.

Studies show that writing down your goals increases the probability of success. Also, having some of the the coolest GAs ever run it with me doesn’t hurt! Hooray for Ali, Sophie, and Courtney! We need an awesome team name. Any suggestions?

What has been the most difficult goal you’ve set for yourself??