Work?!?

Where do I start?

As you may know I have a new job. It's great! I'm loving everything that I have to do. I'm organizing my first fundraiser. What is it? A fashion show... bathing suit fashion show mainly. Summer starts on March here, so the fashion show is scheduled to be on the first week of March.

I have to find the location. The store. Get the stores to donate a piece of clothing to auction off, which is going to be a task on its own. Then I have to contact newspapers and radios to start publicizing it. I have to get the tickets done. Get models. Oversee rehearsals. Find a host, because if you have heard my audioblogs you know why I wouldn't like to put people through the horrors of listening to my magnified voice. I do have to do the introduction and the conclusion of the show, where I thank everyone for their support. And all of this, plus meetings and a bunch of little things, within a month. Sounds like a lot of work because it is. That is the life of the working person I guess.

Then there's the tutoring service. I work there in the afternoons from Monday through Thursday, sometimes Fridays. I usually get out at six... except now that I have another job. This last two weeks I've been leaving the tutoring service between 7 and 8 at night. Which of course leaves me with little time to do anything else, since offices here close at six. But it's great. Some of the kids I work with found out about the other job and they weren't to happy about it, since they thought that I was going to leave them. One of them walked up to me one day and told me that it was OK that I was leaving because they didn't need me. And then he walked away. That was sad. Then he apologized and said that he was going to miss me if I left, and I told him that I wasn't leaving. He was happy, and so was I.

Then we have the translations. I am working less and less on it, since my friend who is already a translator recently "acquired" a boyfriend (and I don't have one), so they are always hanging together, which makes it harder for us to get together. So now with the boyfriend she has less time to talk with her friends.... all of them. Why do we, as girls, do that? We let our relationships take over our lives. I guess that we have to learn not to do that, huh?

I start school next week, on Wednesday. Which is cool, because I only get to go once a week. So I'm going to tell you all about it next week after I go to class.

As for the weight loss. I lost one pound this week. Which I'll probably will gain this new week since I'm going out of the country in a few minutes with my mom and my dad, leaving Bebo behind with his dreadful girlfriend. That doesn't make me very happy. I just hope that I don't become and aunt nine months after this trip. *knocks on wood repitedly for it not to happen*.

So this is the update of my life for this week. I'll be seeing you around.

Well, what is much?

My first official blog of the year.

I'm going to pull a "Bridget Jones" on you and tell you that my New Year's resolutions were to quit smoking and lose weight. It has been 15 days without a cigarrete. But if I can be honest, I took a drag out of my friend's cigarrete today and didn't get the same feeling as before. We went out to TGI Friday's (our waiter was gorgeous) and normally on an outing like today I would go through, at least, half a pack. And today, ZERO! I guess that's a good thing, because one of my friends told me that I wouldn't last through the first "going-out" thing without a smoke. I'm glad to prove her wrong. But I also liked to be challenged and to prove people what I can do, so it probably has something to do with it too.

As far as the losing weight, I was actually on a diet before the year ended and I have dropped already 8 pounds. Now I won't say exactly how much weight I have to lose, because my friends say I'm crazy when I tell them that's how much weight I want to lose. I'm 5'7", and they think that with my goal weight I will look way to thin. I'll stop when I feel comfortable with myself, though. I will keep you updated with the weight-loss/smoking thing.

On another note, I GOT A JOB! A new job that is. I'm going to be head fundraising event planner for a foundation that helps abandoned girls. I am really looking forward to it. But if I can be honest, it scares me a bit. It's a lot of work this fundraising deal. Event planning is a lot of work. Put them together and you have a shit-load of work ahead of you. Not only that, I don't plan to leave my job at the tutoring center, so that will take my afternoons. And I am starting a second career on February 1st. So I'm starting school again. Is that too much of my time? Probably, but I will try to make it through.

On a not-so-happy note, I was decently diagnosed with depression after I went to get a check up for my spastic colon. How from one thing came to the other? I can only blame it on my big mouth and my overactive tear ducts. I was talking with my doctor and I started crying, I told him that I was having trouble sleeping, that I forgot important stuff, that I didn't want to get off the bed because there was nothing for me out there to get out of bed for, and so on and so forth. But I'm under antidepressants. I've been taking my pills for over a week, and I am feeling much better. I've felt better today than I've had in years to tell you the truth. But my doctor advised me to go to a Psychiatrist friend of his to help me work out some of the issues I have. I haven't made the appointment yet but I will.

Did I tell you about the gorgeous waiter at Friday's today? lol