Dilemma

So I'm having a bit of a dilemma with myself. I don't know what I want to be when I grow up. I thought I wanted to be an architect because you get to be artsy and do math. Come to find out that while I'm taking these architect classes, I hate learning about buildings and think they are extremely boring. I don't want to just draw buildings for the rest of my life. I don't enjoy it in the slightest.

I'm wanting to pick a new major. I am considering being a math teacher and getting a minor in art so that I can teach art too. But I want to get paid more than $30,000 a year and I can't really teach and stay home with the kids, when I have them. I do think that would be really fun and I would enjoy it ... I think.

I also thought about going for an English major and becoming an editor. I would love to be payed to read books and give my opinions on them. I could do this from home and I'm not sure of the pay but with this I wouldn't get to do any math, which I love.

On top of all of this, I really like to make things. I like to make costumes, skirts, design pencil cases and really what ever. I like being crafty, but should that be a profession? Or should that just be a hobby?

So basically I guess there are pro's and cons to every decision and maybe I should just face that and pick what ever. I took one of those aptitude tests hoping that at the end it would say something like, "Your ideal profession is (blank)," but unfortunately it said nothing of the kind. It just told me exactly what I already know. You like Art, Math and English. Great! Thanks a heap aptitude test. Maybe I should just be an elementary teacher where I get to do all of that. ARGH! Can someone just tell me my future and what I will be happiest doing? I really don't want to make the decision and regret it when I'm 45 or older.

Is there any profession that you have seen for me that you've thought, "That would be perfect for Tazia!"? Because I know that I'm on your mind like 24/7 :)

Anyway here are some pictures of the costume I made for Ernie. He was Yoshi and I was Mario for Halloween. He was such a good sport about it, hated the costume and would shake every time I put it on him but at least he let me put it on him. Sweet Ernie.

The New Beatles

Okay they aren't the new Beatles, but that is why I like them because they sound so much like them. This is Locksley and I have a new favorite song and band.

How do I love thee, let me count the ways...

Too bad diet soda is just as bad as regular soda. I still really like it though.

Feeling Good

I recently have signed up for school and registered for classes because a certain someone helped me to realize that I don't want to be at the job I have for the rest of my life. It is not the career I dreamed of having as a kid and I don't want to stay here, forever regretting that I never moved on with my life. So that day I started getting everything set up to take classes in the fall, and I cant tell you how great it makes me feel to be moving forward.

I also have ended the "Biggest Loser" challenge and didn't win but to me I think I did really good. I have lost 25 pounds and I am so much more healthier than I was. Not only that but I am making healthier decisions for myself. I would rather pick a healthier item of food than not. For example, me and AJ only eat whole wheat noodles for our spagetti, my sister recently introduced me to healthy fruit roll ups and fruit by the foot treats, and I really like 100 calorie snack packs, there is more in each pack than you think! I would rather just eat something healthy, than eat something that isn't and feel guilty about it for the rest of the day. I looked over the "Biggest Loser" blog that I was a part of and read one of my posts from the first week of losing weight and I read a really cool comment that motivated me, even now, so I thought I would share it.

"Sometimes I want to stop eating healthy, go grab a cheeseburger and a tub of ice cream and just quit. But then I think about how much I love riding my bike and being able to see all the trees blooming and smell them as I ride past, seeing my stomach lie flat when I lay down, knowing that I will never be that large again, and that I will be able to fit into my old, missed outfits. So... as bad as it hurts and as much as I want to give up, the wants of a healthier life are always pushing me forward."

I thought I would post some before and after pictures of me, it is just my face but maybe there is a little difference. Thank you to Kateka for inspiring me to be a better person, and to my mom and AJ for holding my hand along the way.

Can I Be a Biker Too?

I have started riding my bike to lose weight for the totally awesome, weight loss challenge (Our Biggest Losers) and to just get in shape and live a healthier life. But in doing so I have noticed all the other bikers that bike in my neighborhood. I have a pretty set routine of going from my house to my in-laws and back, it is about 7 miles and yesterday took me only an hour! But I always want to look like a true-biker. Like this!

But probably end up looking more like this.

Maybe someday will look the part of a bicyclist. I passed a fellow biker the other day, he was nice and friendly said something to me, but because of my iPod blasting out all other noise I didn't hear him, so I just smiled and waved. Who knows he may not have been so friendly, he could have said something with a smile like, "Get off the road!", or "You're looking mighty fat on your bicycle today," and then crazy me just smiles and waves.

I have also come to notice certain things such as:

1. You are a nice driver if you see me waiting to cross the street and let me go first, you are mean if you drive past like a crazy maniac!

2. Kids from the age of 0-16 stare at me when I bike past or will stand in the side walk and watch me as though I am some kind of spectacle they have never seen and finally move as I slowly bike past them. (Pretty much want to give the stupid teenagers, that stare at me like this, a swift kick in the throat from my bike!)

3. I love to go down hill, so fun I can hardly stand it. I will go up this monster hill every day just so I can go down it on the way home, the speed is exhilarating!

All in all I love to bike. Even though I don't have the complete bicyclist attire of spandex outfits, fancy bike and helmet, I won't let that discourage me because I love this sport. I love that I can push myself harder than I can when running, or swimming, I guess it was just meant to be.

The View From My Window...

So I have started to work from home recently. It's a pretty cool thing that my work allows its employees to do. It took a while to get it all ready to go, like 3-4 months, but I'm all set up now. My work room is in my old bedroom and in this room I have a window that faces north, and I'm really beginning to like seeing what happens outside of this window.

Usually my shift starts at 6 AM and so I start work when it is still dark outside. I really like to watch it start to get brighter and brighter out on the field next to our house as the sun comes up. Some days the field has a pink tint to it from the sunrise, but it doesn't last to long. I get a couple looks at the pink outside before the sun really comes up.

I also see a road north of the field. There are a lot of bikers that use this road and it is cool to see them coast down going east or trek up the hill going west. In my heart I root them on for exercising, and yet am jealous of all their boney bodies in their tight spandex outfits.

This morning, I looked out my window and saw a buck and a doe. I always like to see deer around but to see them so close was really cool. Then they began to walk more in to the field and more deer followed behind them! I counted 8 of them, 1 buck, 6 does and a young buck with small antlers. They all traveled through the field eating for a little and all the while the buck, with big antlers, kept his head up and watched everything going on around them. He let everyone else eat while he stood guard. It was so cool to see him do that, I didn't really think they protected each other like that.

Then this afternoon I saw a car pull off to the side of the road and just sit there. I figured that maybe they had some car trouble and that they were waiting for someone to come help. Finally after at least a half hour a car drove up facing the opposite direction and I figured, "Here's their help!" But the person in the car that had been sitting there forever, got out, walked to the drivers side of the other car, talked with the driver for a little bit, then got back in his car and drove off. If that doesn't seem like a drug deal, I don't know what is. I was completely shocked and couldn't keep my eyes off of what was happening. Then after a little while the other car drove away.

I'm excited to find out what else I will see from my window. I feel a little like a nosy neighbor, except I'm spying on a field and a not-so-busy road. I hope to have more exciting tales for you, so stay tuned! :)

Technology Overload!

I am feeling a little overwhelmed, technology wise, lately. I'm a chat agent at work, so I help customers with our companies website and their orders, I also answer their e-mails to us. Then I have 3 e-mail accounts (2 for me and 1 for work), a blog, a myspace account, and a facebook account. On top of all of this I feel as though I'm expected to be updated on everyone on blogs, myspace, and facebook accounts, along with all the e-mails at work and my normal e-mails. Then me and AJ set up a new computer for me to play World of Warcraft (computer game) with him. Plus I am trying to be an at-home chat agent and so I'm trying to get my work computer functioning at home as well. And my laptop just died on me and AJ says the hard drive may have crashed which means I just lost everything on that computer! It just feels like it gets to be a bit much, you know. Maybe I'm a little crazy, but I really start to feel overwhelmed by all the technology. I hate how if you don't reply in the fastest amount of time and you don't know everything your shunned by the technology world. On top of that when you try to get help from technology smart people I feel they are always smug about it. My manager contacted IT yesterday to tell them that our server wasn't working correctly with the internet, he didn't believer he and practically just laughed it off. Not that I don't love technology, I'm incredibly grateful for it, and maybe it is just that my job stresses me out a little but does anyone else feel like this?