Hi Raul! I have great news. My shifts at the Sky Cupcake & Coffee didn't
work out for me. I suppose I need more experience in customer service.
However, I applied with Skyway Telemarketers, and am working 30 hours a week with them!
When
I saw the e-mail from you, I went and visited them on Wednesday. Even
though it was after 2:30, I happened to catch the receptionist, and she
set me up for an interview at nine the next day. Then on Friday I went
back for training, and started work this Monday. Today is my second day,
and I think I'm doing well! Along with my 30 hours there and my 8-20
hours at Starland's, I am working plenty, and it works well with my schedule
and religious accommodation to have Saturdays off. Thanks for all your help!
I apologize for not making my e-mail more concise; I hope it helps that I bolded the main points. :)
If I ever want to apply to Skyway Foods in the future, because I happen to really like them, how best would I apply?
Also, can I come get my gift certificates when I'm not busy? I don't know when that will be, though. I don't leave myself much time to pause.
My
last bit of good news is that I am no longer homeless and about to move
into a very safe room in a shared house, inexpensively rented to me,
and near one of the Ascadia Community College campuses so I can get education in the future.
Thanks,
~ Cara Lowing, Full-time Employed Worker!
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Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Standing Up for Myself-- BEING ME
I think I've been going wrong about my... main problem.
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[ problem update:
1. depressed + anxious; on zoloft
2. unemployed / bum / irrationally low confidence
3. parents with their own ideas
4. parents who voice these ideas
5. parents with total lack of encouragement in my dreams because the dreams don't make sense to them
6. my dreams really do seem impossible
7. and to top it off, I have yet to prove I can reach these dreams ]
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ADVICE
I shouldn't have said so often to Mom that I don't want advice. I do want her advice. Her advice is not my problem. I just need to tell her : please don't criticize my interests. These interests I have a hard time expressing without her discouragement include anime, my dreams such as becoming a pianist, an interpreter and translator, and a wife of a man who possibly does not live in my home country. As the subject comes up, I will say appropriate things like, "please don't critisize my love of anime. It's an old subject, and my anime-interest is equally time consuming as are my other hobbies." Also I can say, "I am determined to succeed in the career of my dreams with you and Daddy as my support system." Usually I just tell her I don't want to talk about it. Now I'm going to have a better answer.
WHAT I'M DOING WRONG IS: I'M NOT BELIEVING I CAN DO IT
Out of the various problems I have while living here in my parent's house, along with my brother Teddy, and Allison and her son, the number one issue I have is caving to my parent's advice. I am very influencible. Why? ONE: I don't believe in myself. I've got to be more confident.
And, well, maybe because I don't have a plan-- where there's a goal at the end and steps I'm going to take along a timeline-- and that makes me opinionless about my own life.
Basically I need to stand up for myself more often. I need to make more hard-core decisions. When I don't know what to do, I think hard about what I do want, and I decide. It's not about what others think. I know myself better than anyone else. Even more, I have good intuition about myself. This is because my mother taught me confidence. But I need to use my confidence, instead of letting the advice I hear from my family, including my mother) dissuade me.
In the end they will be happy if I am successful, but I WILL include them in my success, instead of walking away from them in order to succeed.
Just because they doubt me doesn't mean I need to give up on them.
Good, aye? Usually this is the part where the kid leaves his parent's house in a huff. But I'm not going to be angry at them for not trusting me. My forgiveness is partly due to the fact that their distrust makes sense.
THIS IS HARD
I feel really sick and awful. My dad just came in my room, JUST NOW as I was writing, with one of his attitudes, like "no argument, listen to me without responding, and only accept what I have to say, then take action exactly how I want you to"
They think I'm watching anime constantly. I watched about an hour today while exercising, and this evening a little before bed. Quite an addiction, don't you think? Would they rather I walk away from this "addiction" as if I have the strength to throw out my manga and DVDs and never touch videos on the internet again-- avoid my "addiction" until I burst and go back to it like a crazy person? Or should I learn to control it, like I'm doing now, monitoring my emotions, thinking, and feeling, like a living, breathing woman of courage, creativity, and music?
I also spoke with my counselor and had a wonderful session, feeling beautiful and confident and ready to look for a job within the next two days, bursting with ideas and belief in myself.
But my parents, who are worried, impatient to the point of explosion, have lost trust in me, and think I am a lazy, emotionally-uncontrolled bum, insist on trying to force me to change my habits and decisions by telling me I have to because this is their house. Even though it's been only a week since we talked about my job-getting plan, and I am already making progress on it just like planned.
STANDING UP
I'm going to be angry with my self and my situation, and use that power to do what I need to.
For a year, I've done nothing but sleep, feel depressed, get into massive arguments with my parents and little brother, half-heartedly play piano less than once a week, watch loads of TV, gain twenty pounds, pretend I want to learn Japanese, cut off contact with all my close friends or who I've ever met, and NEVER leave the house.
But now-- NOW! After a bit of counseling, pills, personal growth, and a lot of thought and journaling... I volunteer. I LEAVE THE HOUSE. I dress up, wear makeup, and perform like a professional on a to-die for Bösendorfer (fancy German piano) in a architecturally beautiful hospital famous for its healthcare.
I've also almost finished a resume that I've had edited by a professional who has worked with a lot of college students and kids looking for jobs.
I have plans to look for a job this week. I am working on my study ethic and creating good habits and goals for my life. I feel more serious than I ever have before. And God is going with me. He says so. He will give me strength. I'm going to keep praying. I need his help for sure....
I AM AFRAID BUT I WILL DO IT ANYWAY
I might cry after this decision. But I'm not going to give up anymore. I know what I want. I'm going to really try. I'm not going to change my decisions and habits anymore, I'm going to make decisions based on what I want to do. My mother and father are amazing people. I have their genes. I am their daughter. They taught me respect, responsibility, and LOVE. I like who I am. So. Now, I'm going to be that person.
To my beloved mother and father: I love you. Now trust me. Allow me the freedom to be the adult I am, and the adult I will become, and I will show you what I can do.
God is going with me. He says so. He will give me strength. I'm going to keep praying. I need his help for sure.... forever ; )
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[ problem update:
1. depressed + anxious; on zoloft
2. unemployed / bum / irrationally low confidence
3. parents with their own ideas
4. parents who voice these ideas
5. parents with total lack of encouragement in my dreams because the dreams don't make sense to them
6. my dreams really do seem impossible
7. and to top it off, I have yet to prove I can reach these dreams ]
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ADVICE
I shouldn't have said so often to Mom that I don't want advice. I do want her advice. Her advice is not my problem. I just need to tell her : please don't criticize my interests. These interests I have a hard time expressing without her discouragement include anime, my dreams such as becoming a pianist, an interpreter and translator, and a wife of a man who possibly does not live in my home country. As the subject comes up, I will say appropriate things like, "please don't critisize my love of anime. It's an old subject, and my anime-interest is equally time consuming as are my other hobbies." Also I can say, "I am determined to succeed in the career of my dreams with you and Daddy as my support system." Usually I just tell her I don't want to talk about it. Now I'm going to have a better answer.
WHAT I'M DOING WRONG IS: I'M NOT BELIEVING I CAN DO IT
Out of the various problems I have while living here in my parent's house, along with my brother Teddy, and Allison and her son, the number one issue I have is caving to my parent's advice. I am very influencible. Why? ONE: I don't believe in myself. I've got to be more confident.
And, well, maybe because I don't have a plan-- where there's a goal at the end and steps I'm going to take along a timeline-- and that makes me opinionless about my own life.
Basically I need to stand up for myself more often. I need to make more hard-core decisions. When I don't know what to do, I think hard about what I do want, and I decide. It's not about what others think. I know myself better than anyone else. Even more, I have good intuition about myself. This is because my mother taught me confidence. But I need to use my confidence, instead of letting the advice I hear from my family, including my mother) dissuade me.
In the end they will be happy if I am successful, but I WILL include them in my success, instead of walking away from them in order to succeed.
Just because they doubt me doesn't mean I need to give up on them.
Good, aye? Usually this is the part where the kid leaves his parent's house in a huff. But I'm not going to be angry at them for not trusting me. My forgiveness is partly due to the fact that their distrust makes sense.
THIS IS HARD
I feel really sick and awful. My dad just came in my room, JUST NOW as I was writing, with one of his attitudes, like "no argument, listen to me without responding, and only accept what I have to say, then take action exactly how I want you to"
They think I'm watching anime constantly. I watched about an hour today while exercising, and this evening a little before bed. Quite an addiction, don't you think? Would they rather I walk away from this "addiction" as if I have the strength to throw out my manga and DVDs and never touch videos on the internet again-- avoid my "addiction" until I burst and go back to it like a crazy person? Or should I learn to control it, like I'm doing now, monitoring my emotions, thinking, and feeling, like a living, breathing woman of courage, creativity, and music?
I also spoke with my counselor and had a wonderful session, feeling beautiful and confident and ready to look for a job within the next two days, bursting with ideas and belief in myself.
But my parents, who are worried, impatient to the point of explosion, have lost trust in me, and think I am a lazy, emotionally-uncontrolled bum, insist on trying to force me to change my habits and decisions by telling me I have to because this is their house. Even though it's been only a week since we talked about my job-getting plan, and I am already making progress on it just like planned.
STANDING UP
I'm going to be angry with my self and my situation, and use that power to do what I need to.
For a year, I've done nothing but sleep, feel depressed, get into massive arguments with my parents and little brother, half-heartedly play piano less than once a week, watch loads of TV, gain twenty pounds, pretend I want to learn Japanese, cut off contact with all my close friends or who I've ever met, and NEVER leave the house.
But now-- NOW! After a bit of counseling, pills, personal growth, and a lot of thought and journaling... I volunteer. I LEAVE THE HOUSE. I dress up, wear makeup, and perform like a professional on a to-die for Bösendorfer (fancy German piano) in a architecturally beautiful hospital famous for its healthcare.
I've also almost finished a resume that I've had edited by a professional who has worked with a lot of college students and kids looking for jobs.
I have plans to look for a job this week. I am working on my study ethic and creating good habits and goals for my life. I feel more serious than I ever have before. And God is going with me. He says so. He will give me strength. I'm going to keep praying. I need his help for sure....
I AM AFRAID BUT I WILL DO IT ANYWAY
I might cry after this decision. But I'm not going to give up anymore. I know what I want. I'm going to really try. I'm not going to change my decisions and habits anymore, I'm going to make decisions based on what I want to do. My mother and father are amazing people. I have their genes. I am their daughter. They taught me respect, responsibility, and LOVE. I like who I am. So. Now, I'm going to be that person.
To my beloved mother and father: I love you. Now trust me. Allow me the freedom to be the adult I am, and the adult I will become, and I will show you what I can do.
God is going with me. He says so. He will give me strength. I'm going to keep praying. I need his help for sure.... forever ; )
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Happiness Might Be the Wrong Word?
I LOVE the idea of enjoying life-- in EVERYTHING I do, I can start enjoying myself. Look for only the good things. When I have a task to do, go at it with peaceful attention. Appreciate warmth, cool breezes, good smells, beautiful people, helping others, conversation and connection with others, colors, new information, funny and weird things.
It's hard to always take this attitude; we don't always get to do what we want... so when you're doing something because you have to, enjoy what you can enjoy. There's no point in feeling sad when you don't have to. Negativity can only cloud progress and being productive, so why embrace it and let it become you?
Of course, if there's absolutely nothing good about something that you have to do, (like a job that involves blisters or poop) then imagine all that while-- the beach, time with your favorite person or friends, a lush tropical island, a story you make up, flying in a blue sky-- or you can just meditate or pray. That time can be the part of your life when you leave the present... and escape.
When you ARE truly sad, don't avoid it. It's not like unpleasant things are bad, it's our reaction to them. It's good to be happy when you can be, but there's no reason to keep from feeling sad. Sadness is totally different from irritation in daily activities. When you're sad, give sadness a big hug, go ahead and start crying, and accepting that you don't feel good. Sadness isn't going to leave you if you beat it up with a baseball bat. It also won't leave if you pretend it doesn't exist. You have to look it in the eyes FIRST.
But I'm not talking about the unpleasant things, really. I'm trying to say that all unpleasant things can be overlooked, and on to the future, where better things must await. Overlooked doesn't mean ignored; it's not that the bad things in the world don't exist and that if we imagine them away they aren't happening. I'm just saying that you'll get farther in life if you take a different attitude and BE happier when it's possible-- and it's just about always possible.
It's hard to always take this attitude; we don't always get to do what we want... so when you're doing something because you have to, enjoy what you can enjoy. There's no point in feeling sad when you don't have to. Negativity can only cloud progress and being productive, so why embrace it and let it become you?
Of course, if there's absolutely nothing good about something that you have to do, (like a job that involves blisters or poop) then imagine all that while-- the beach, time with your favorite person or friends, a lush tropical island, a story you make up, flying in a blue sky-- or you can just meditate or pray. That time can be the part of your life when you leave the present... and escape.
When you ARE truly sad, don't avoid it. It's not like unpleasant things are bad, it's our reaction to them. It's good to be happy when you can be, but there's no reason to keep from feeling sad. Sadness is totally different from irritation in daily activities. When you're sad, give sadness a big hug, go ahead and start crying, and accepting that you don't feel good. Sadness isn't going to leave you if you beat it up with a baseball bat. It also won't leave if you pretend it doesn't exist. You have to look it in the eyes FIRST.
But I'm not talking about the unpleasant things, really. I'm trying to say that all unpleasant things can be overlooked, and on to the future, where better things must await. Overlooked doesn't mean ignored; it's not that the bad things in the world don't exist and that if we imagine them away they aren't happening. I'm just saying that you'll get farther in life if you take a different attitude and BE happier when it's possible-- and it's just about always possible.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
IMPOSSIBLE?
So in the future, when I get a new job, I will expect that the next few weeks (IF I'm working full-time) will be absolutely horrible. Then, I won't be surprised.
I need to learn how to be braver, to tough it out. At family worship last night, we read a story from Chicken Soup for the Soul (volume something or other, I can go find it if you really want to know:) and there was something interesting:
I can't remember! Just a second. Okay, it's the story on page 303 in A 3rd Serving of Chicken Soup for the Soul. The mother tells her twenty-year-old son after his recent paralysis: "While the difficult takes time... the impossible just takes a little longer."
It's really true! I don't use it very much, but I bet if people thought that way more often, they would be much more successful. When I was little, I used this idea (not on purpose) to practice piano. Don't stop just when you feel like you should be finished! Keep GOING until you actually finish. Sometimes we forget to do that, right? Don't give up. Seriously.
I need to learn how to be braver, to tough it out. At family worship last night, we read a story from Chicken Soup for the Soul (volume something or other, I can go find it if you really want to know:) and there was something interesting:
I can't remember! Just a second. Okay, it's the story on page 303 in A 3rd Serving of Chicken Soup for the Soul. The mother tells her twenty-year-old son after his recent paralysis: "While the difficult takes time... the impossible just takes a little longer."
It's really true! I don't use it very much, but I bet if people thought that way more often, they would be much more successful. When I was little, I used this idea (not on purpose) to practice piano. Don't stop just when you feel like you should be finished! Keep GOING until you actually finish. Sometimes we forget to do that, right? Don't give up. Seriously.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Viaetassi
Taking a shower is just like going to bed. Eventually, you have to get out of the shower. So also, eventually, you have to sleep.
Haha. For some reason, I loathe going to sleep and waking up! AND going to work! And just starting things I don't like, I suppose!
But NO! This is where I should be thinking... "I must accept my fate."
I can ALSO use my i m a g i n a t i o n . . . like, instead of me going to work by car, it's me-- going to work on a train to Viaetassi, through the blue physi-barrier that separates dimension Z232 from the mainland, A5. (In the early hours of the morning, sadly enough.) When I arrive at the palace of Viaetassi, I take the elevator in the center wing to the high court's private quarters, which are located in the upper stories of the tower. My job as a lady-in-waiting is to provide service, care, and to otherwise wait on the elderly duchesses and royal ladies of Viaetassi's high court. I love it! Of course, I get tired more than not, but it's probably just because I'm just not used to this job as a "regular" thing. But I'm good at my job, and I'm on-time and sparklingly helpful and delightful at all times. Energy, energy, energy! I will be doing my best every day!
Haha. For some reason, I loathe going to sleep and waking up! AND going to work! And just starting things I don't like, I suppose!
But NO! This is where I should be thinking... "I must accept my fate."
I can ALSO use my i m a g i n a t i o n . . . like, instead of me going to work by car, it's me-- going to work on a train to Viaetassi, through the blue physi-barrier that separates dimension Z232 from the mainland, A5. (In the early hours of the morning, sadly enough.) When I arrive at the palace of Viaetassi, I take the elevator in the center wing to the high court's private quarters, which are located in the upper stories of the tower. My job as a lady-in-waiting is to provide service, care, and to otherwise wait on the elderly duchesses and royal ladies of Viaetassi's high court. I love it! Of course, I get tired more than not, but it's probably just because I'm just not used to this job as a "regular" thing. But I'm good at my job, and I'm on-time and sparklingly helpful and delightful at all times. Energy, energy, energy! I will be doing my best every day!
Sunday, September 12, 2010
WoRk DaY! sUnDaY!
I have a mild earache in my right ear. It hurts to move my jaw sometimes, depending on the level of the swelling throughout the day. Right now, there are swimmers-ear ear-drops inside, and I can hear my heart beating-- tum tum. Tum tum. Tum tum. Tum tum.
It's weird.
Aaahhh!! Tickles!!
Work was good. I did fine. I feel like I can talk to people without being so shy now! Lunch was yummy, but right now my stomach feels as empty as ... as... the deepest place in the ocean where nothing goes or swims or grows. I am sooo tired, though. After this bit, I'm going to go and look for another job-- where I can play piano-- if I have the time for it.
*Bhuu huu wahh....* My ear is throbbing.
A guy I met at work was talking with me about how you can't trust your co-workers not to rag on you when you do something imperfect. He was complaining about how he gets in trouble all the time, and called to the office, about things he thinks people should just stop being so nosy about. Following rules, playing music loudly in his car, peeling away down the road after work, those sorts of things. Actually, I agree with him, but it's interesting to me how much people like to complain. About everything. If you can't complain about other people, then complain about how they're complaining about you. You've got to complain about something, or there won't be anything to talk about!
Apparently.
'Course... I kinda just did it too.
It's weird.
Aaahhh!! Tickles!!
Work was good. I did fine. I feel like I can talk to people without being so shy now! Lunch was yummy, but right now my stomach feels as empty as ... as... the deepest place in the ocean where nothing goes or swims or grows. I am sooo tired, though. After this bit, I'm going to go and look for another job-- where I can play piano-- if I have the time for it.
*Bhuu huu wahh....* My ear is throbbing.
A guy I met at work was talking with me about how you can't trust your co-workers not to rag on you when you do something imperfect. He was complaining about how he gets in trouble all the time, and called to the office, about things he thinks people should just stop being so nosy about. Following rules, playing music loudly in his car, peeling away down the road after work, those sorts of things. Actually, I agree with him, but it's interesting to me how much people like to complain. About everything. If you can't complain about other people, then complain about how they're complaining about you. You've got to complain about something, or there won't be anything to talk about!
Apparently.
'Course... I kinda just did it too.
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