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One year later

One year later and I feel as though I do not have much to show for myself or my blog.  I became lackadaisical in updating on at least a MONTHLY basis (regardless of me notating that I wouldn’t be updating regularly).

One year later and I have a degree in marketing and no job with an office or cubicle to hang on my diploma.  Every job search that I have done thus far has either come up empty or has been misleading as to what the company actually wanted from me (Seeking Marketing Associate for sales-management program).

One year later and I gained 20 pounds from my senior year of college and 10 pounds from being lazy, eating good food, and general life stress.  Thankfully, I lost those 10 pounds and am currently pursuing to lose the other 20 and placing a restraining order on them.  For some irony, I gained the last 10 pounds soon after I joined a gym, but my workouts are finally kicking some butt (probably because I’m going more regularly and I’m kicking some butt).

One year later and I still hang with the same people almost every weekend and I don’t mind it at all.  Chill evenings can sometimes outrank even the most funnest of nights out.  When was the last weekend that I stayed in the entire time?  I can honestly say that I do not remember.

One year later and I’m still the same person I was before.  People may have said that I have changed, but in all honesty, it was that I didn’t change for them.  I have lost some close friends and I have gained some new acquaintances; isn’t that how the world works or the cookie crumbles?

So I sit before you one year later and I am still the same person now that I was 364 days ago, except one year older. Coincidence?  No, just life at it’s finest.


The Tale of Too Many Bobs?

“Welcome to the Wonderful World of Marketing” – Dr. F.Bob.

Preface: Names have been changed to protect the innocent.  To avoid confusion for myself, I have changed them all to “Bob” with the respect of certain initials the avoidance of said confusion.  You, the reader will probably be confused, but that just makes it all the more fun.

Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

“Are you in?” – Prof. K.Bob.

I have no- wait, I did have a choice, but I chose to take this wonderful Advertising and Promotions course where I will learn, through real life application, an IMC plan.  Sweet, right?  Yes because I will be able to use this in real life.  WOW.

I was told tonight by a fellow marketing survivor, C.Bob, that he wishes he was in my group.  Well, I wish the same, but things happen and he hopes to read about/see my awesome, fantabulous, amazing agency logo.  Well, there it is.  Scroll back in case you forgot.  Our agency, which by the way I totally sold the name with the creation of this logo (have to think)outside(the box).  The 5th P, which according to Prof. K.Bob, is people in the Marketing Mix and planning could potentially be the sixth.  Now, mind you, I didn’t just pull this name from class; there are FIVE members in my group including myself.  A.Bob, C.Bob, M.Bob, and D.Bob. Now being the only girl, I mulled over some name potentials and came up empty so I went with the theme of five.  Five group members, five people.  No brainer.

As for the real life application, we get to experience working with a real client, Tunes.  Now -wait for it- they have five locations.  I’m thinking fate, right?  More coincidental really.  Instead of beginning in the summer of ’69, they began in the summer of ’89 (cute, I know) out of a quaint little shop in OC, NJ and were formally title, “Tunes on the Dunes.”  They have adapted well with the times by including an online market in 1996 and expanding their line beyond CDs, LPs, and tapes to DVDs and video games as well.  A home grown venture.  Hopefully the four Bob’s and I will be able to do an amazing IMC and knock everyone’s socks off.

There are plenty of other Bob’s that came in and out of my life today.

Poor D.Bob, he’s stuck with the same awful Principles of Finance professor that I had last spring.  Simply put, she told us that she was not a supplement to our text books and that it is like comparing apples to oranges.  So if I have 5 apples and I take away 3, how many apples do I have?  No, I don’t have oranges, I still have 5 apples.  If you didn’t get it, please re-read.  If you still didn’t get it, ask me.

J.Bob just didn’t get it and I’ve accepted that.

R.Bob and I go through the same issues with getting to bed at a decent hour.  We’re both busy, we both have things to do, and then BAM!  it’s 2am because the ain’t no rest for the wicked according to a certain song.

All I know is that this Bob, K.Bob, ME, hopes to be entering hibernation mode come graduation and after I return home from Brazil.


Good time to say nighty-night.


How many coffeemakers does one break room need exactly?

I am not wrong in my titling with no spaces.  There is no room for error in my current life setup, no space.  Whether or not I’ve said this in the past, I have calculated my average hours between my internships, work, and school.



Throw in time to sleep (average 6 hours/night ): 42


There are 168 hours in one week.

Add in time for homework (2 hours for every 1 hour in class): 18


Time spent in my car: hour and a half on Monday, hour and a half on Tuesday, two and a half hours on Wednesday, 10 minutes (sweet, right?) on Thursday,  two and a half hours on Friday, 1 hour on some Saturdays and 10 minutes on others, ZERO on Sunday.

Let’s say I spend roughly 10 hours in the car throughout the week (traffic factor).


168-115= 53

I have 53 hours to delegate to family time, eating, working out, reading, writing, photoshopping for my three school associations, me time, and any excess homework.

Almost 70% of my week is not mine.  That other 30% has to be spent wisely, which can be bad since I’m a huge procrastinator.

Take right now for example:  I’m currently working on copies for my one internship.  I needed a mental break to shift away from items that I will most likely one day be using and focus on how much time I don’t have.  Do I like writing? Yes.  If I didn’t I wouldn’t be writing a blog.

Although 53 hours is actually more than two days, they are not consecutive hours.  If they were, well, I’d still be super busy. I stay up later than I should because I need time to unwind and I go out on Fridays when I probably shouldn’t since I have work at 9 the next morning.  But sometimes I just need to get out of my normal routine and go out.  Do something different, even if that means being tired at work the next day.  My performance doesn’t suffer until I want to go out Saturday night.  I nap is necessary for prime enjoyment.  I may still be young, but staying out all night and working all day does not mesh well anymore.  I desperately need a Monday-Friday nine to five so I don’t have to mesh staying out late with working early.

One day, right?

May is right around the corner and I’ll be super exhausted, but I can officially pursue a job because I’ll have that piece of paper that says, “You passed, welcome to the jungle.”

Thank you Guns N’Roses.

Now that you have read my frustrations, I apologize for the discombobulation of my thoughts.  It’s time to head back to my other writing so I can get more than six hours of sleep tonight.  Oh, and not turn into a pumpkin and strive to be in bed before midnight.

115…..   Onehundredfifteen.

Before Midnight

Contrary to what the picture may make you think, I am not talking about Cinderella, although there is a good chance of me turning into a pumpkin if I keep getting to bed AFTER midnight.

Sleep is good.  I do not care what others may say in regards to putting sleep off for all intents and purposes.  I need sleep.  My body needs sleep.  The worlds needs me to have sleep.  Otherwise there’s a good chance for a grumpy Katie, which I feel as though I’ve been lately (too bad lack of sleep isn’t my only problem).  Sleep is essential to making it through the day and if I plan on making it to bed before midnight, I have exactly 12 minutes to finish this little blog.

Have you guys missed me?  I’ve felt bad for not writing, but time to write evades me.  Between two internships, two classes, one hybrid (sorta) course regarding South Africa, working at three different Acme’s and trying to fit some down time, some me time, some social time, and some sleep time, I feel as though I have no time.  I’m not even sure if that was a run-on sentence.  Was it?  I don’t really care at this point and at the same time when it comes to creative writing (which is SO much more fun than technical writing), there’s more leniency when it comes to run-ons.  I can even go against my Catholic school upbringing and start a sentence with BECAUSE.

Quick!  Hide the rulers….

Um, yeah.  The nuns at Sacred Heart, for the time they were there before Father Bob sent them away (Seriously? YUP), didn’t beat us.  They just put the fear of God in us.  I made the mistake of asking where God came from.  I learned very quickly NOT to ask that question again.  Now I’m just a non-practicing Catholic, much to my mother’s disapproval mind you.  But Catholic school is not as bad as many make it out to be.  I turned out pretty good, right?

And I also read the other day that putting two spaces after a period, before starting a new sentence is wrong.  That’s it’s inefficient and unnecessary.  1) It’s such a habit that it has become ingrained beyond changing. 2) I like the double space because it spaces out the sentences nicely.  Maybe I just like the negative space effect, or maybe because that’s what I taught was right and the others are just too lazy to hit the space bar twice.  Go ahead and try it.  Disclaimer: if you break a nail or injure your finger in someway, I apologize, but am due no fault.  YOU should have spaced more carefully.

Annnnnnnd it’s 12:01.  So much for that pipe dream.

But speaking of dreams, I think I shall wrap this up and say farewell until next time.  Internship #2 tomorrow, then work.  I LOVE 12 hour days.  Good practice?