A Resume can only say so much!

I really did not think writing a resume could be so rewarding, I mean I have written them before, of course, for school and what not, but wow! I am seriously amazed at all the stuff I have actually done from 2005 to now! I mean, I pretty much took a year off at school at UNR, so I am behind but, I never once changed my major and I just studied abroad in San Sebastian, Spain! How many people can say that? Not to mention I went to Coachella in Indio, CA in April, then in June I flew to Madrid was there for 4 days (I was there when USA beat Espana in futbol!) and then we were in San Sabby for all of July, but before that I went to Segovia and then during that time period I had the chance to go to Pamplona for the Running of the Bulls, Barcelona and I met some of the most amazing people in all of these places. Then my friend from Vegas and Reno, Michael and I got on a bus to Bilbao and then flew from Bilbao to Madrid to Amsterdam in which Iberia was so nice to loose our luggage for 2 whole days! So I was in Amsterdam wearing the worst and cheesiest tourist clothes including a grey and hot pink shirt that said "From Amsterdam with Love" with a guys' silhouette and he was actually wearing those Kanye West glasses that serve no purpose to the sun at all. Haha complete with black boy boxers that had a chick with her underwear down to her ankles that said RED LIGHT DISTRICT. I only bought these clothes because it was 8 at night and the cheesy tourist place was the only thing that was open.
Then I met up with friends from Reno, Caitlin and Kyle, and we were in Amsterdam for another 5 days and then it was off to Edinburgh, Scotland! What a blast that was. One of the nights I successfully lost Caitlin and got to party with a stag (bachelor) party with 6 Irish men. Aaron, (the groom-to-be), Stephen, Matt, David, Phil and Sonnie. Haha many of these men's name have some correlation in my life, go figure. Then I said goodbye on about day 7 to Caitlin and Kyle and got on a train to go visit Phil in Glasgow, Scotland where I hung out with him and 2 of his mates from work (all accountants, can we say boring?)
Then it was back to Edinburgh, for sure my favorite destination my entire trip where I checked into a new hostel, The Smart City Hostel and met Jayden and Nigel (Leo DiCaprio and Shaggy) and danced the next 4 nights away and camped 25 minutes outside of Edinburgh in the most amazing campsite ever! Then after all of that I actually had the energy to attend BURNING MAN for the 1st time ever with 70 pf my closest friends from Reno. The drive was only about an hour and half and as I pulled in, my gas light went on! It was nice to be single for all of this too!

Of course I did not write all of this in my resume, but wouldn't that be cool to let your new employer know what an amazing trip you had and it shaped you to be who you are now? I have a feeling that they will soon find out (;

-Kristina

Football

Touchdown! 75 yd. pass...etc...
Nothing better than curling up on the couch with a loved one watching an intense game of America's great game of football.
I was just in Europe and I watched a lot of futbol... haha not the same sport at all. I was sooo stoked to walk into the OZ bar in Edinburgh, Scotland to see that they had satellite TV and had the NFL on! Haha I felt like Ashton Kutcher in Just Married... "It's a message from GOD!" LOL.

I have to say that when I was 12 years old and I watched the Denver Broncos win the Superbowl, from then I have been a Bronco fan... then we lost Mike Shannihan and then our QB, Cutler and then half of our players were in jail for stupid things. So to say the least I was ready to switch teams.
I pick teams mostly on the city they are representing. Not by the player like my lil brother or most of my exes. I think that when I went to Minneapolis, Minnesota for the UFC fight I fell in LOVE with the city. My friend Graham is a Vikings fan and I always thought they had potential. I decided I would change teams to the Vikings. Then Brett Favre (who is kind of being a whiny bitch these days) was declared their new QB.
Fantastic.
Now everyone will think that I am just jumpin on the damn bandwagon. So I started watching pre-season and they seemed to be holding their own. Also, suprisingly, the Broncos were as well. I was dating a guy back in the day who was absolutely OBSESSED with the Dallas Cowboys, they are also holding their own and I am actually watching the Cowboys vs. the Panthers as I type...

So, on that note, I think I will return to Monday Night Football.

Peace.

Can anyone say, "The perfect family is not out there?"

Sometimes you have to just give in and ask for help. Well sometimes, you need to know who to ask help from. Some people think they know what you need, when in fact, you do not want anything from them. Because they cannot even help themselves. How are you supposed to get help from people that another word in their English language is the f word? I cannot get better and be optimistic if people are crazily screaming at the top of their lungs and bickering and fighting and treating each other like shit.
I guess my family put the "fun" in dysfunctional. But let's be honest here, what family isn't absolutely outta their tree? No really, I watched the movie Now and Then and I was listening to Teenie (Thora Birch's character) and she is explaining to Sam (Gaby Hoffman) that there are NO perfect families out there. Like the Brady Bunch, for example, Carol and Mike were both widowers, and same with the Von Trapp family and every other squeaky clean sitcom family that everyone wants to try and immitate. Yup there is no perfect family out there. Especially not mine. BUT we all HAVE to love eachother right? I guess. I love myself right now. That is all I am trying to focus on because sometimes I wish that my family (immediate) would just let me be for a second and not try and tell ME what is the best for ME. Because they don't know shit.
My oldest sister had to do the same thing. She had to say, "I am # 1" and she didn't talk to any of us for days, weeks, months. And that was fine with me because I was in Reno, NV, and they were all in Las Vegas. Now I am in HELL. A.K.A. Las Vegas with my family, with no phone.

If only I would have got together some money to have a nice studio to live in and then got into a job somewhere in Reno, I would not have to be in HELL.

Can anyone hear me?

HELP!

The drama is really never gonna wash away...

I really think that girls are scary. Like not like horror scary like the amount of drama that I have is re-tarded. Luckily for me I am avoiding it the best that I can...
Some drama and back stabbing came up from my past. Apparently a "best-friend" that I used to call my best friend for many years, slept with one of my exes like a week after he broke up with me...
Ya she is a gem.
Oh well she doesn't live here anymore so I guess I can live with the fact that people make STUPID drunken mistakes. Eww. The thought of it makes me want to puke in my mouth. again. She used to be cute but then resorted to cigs ( a pack a day ) and lots and lots of beer. Anyways, whats done is now done and nothing I can do to change the past.

FUCK. She is calling me right now this is awkward.

The truth about love?

Well I hate to say it but even though I am hopeless romantic all the time, I have to be realistic lately. I got a different perspective from a fellow employee that I work with about love. He told me that he does not believe in love, or marriage or relationships. He does not want to get married, he does not want kids and he thinks that love is a joke and it is something that people make up as a fantasy in their head. Hmm... I was very put off by his negative attitude about love...until he explained his theory.
He explained to me that he does not think that one person can be faithful to the other person, that instead of telling the truth we lie in our relationships so we don't hurt the other person's feelings. We don't show our true colors for a long time and then it is too late (esp for guys I thought) so instead we lie or become these people that, in fact, we are not. Also the divorce rate is way larger then those couples that actually do stay married. Look at your parents or your friends' parents how many are still really married? (mine never even got married after my mom had me AND my older sister by the time she was 20 and my dad was 22!)
I was in shock at his reasoning, because I really do see the perfect relationship with this guy that I really care about to death, but I have not even been with him for that long... Ugh. Then there is my wretched past that does not EVER escape me. You know that one relationship that was so on and off you are not really sure if it was even real, but when you weren't wanting to kill eachother you actually saw a future?? Ha. ya. Kill me.
SO. I am really having some major questions in my head here. Was he right? And does love not exist? It's just a fantasy we make up in our heads? I sure hope not, because even if i did get this theory and information that made me question love, I still totally believe in it. Call me Charlotte from Sex and the City who wants the fairy tale ending... but I do.
I will totally step into the new roller coaster ride that I about to encompass with that new special someone with a strong head on my shoulders and my heart in his hands.

When is it going to END?

I have to say that I used to not care so much what people thought. The world would be falling down all around me and I would be like "It's ok, it's ok!" Ha ha well not so much anymore. This hell hole of a town makes it hard not to care what people think or say about you. At least lately for me. People that I used to trust everything with are saying hurtful things that I cannot handle anymore. Also, I feel like some "friends" no longer call me just to say "hi" they are calling to ask to borrow something, they need a favor or they just need something from me. It is very disheartening. I am really starting to shove people away that I used to be close with because I feel like I am a doormat for them to walk all over. I know, waaa, cry me a fricken river, right?!
Ha! I am not EVEN trying to feel sorry for myself, I am opening my eyes to the real people of this town and they are showing me their true colors! I feel like it's actually revealing. All people that I have unresolved issues with are out in the open and friendships have ended, and you know what I am OK with that!
I would rather have a handful of very close friends then a bunch of people that call themselves my friends and talk crap behind my back.
I think I could write a book on how many times I have been screwed over by bitches. And it's not just girls.
Maybe there is something wrong with me...wait... nope. I consider myself a pretty damn good friend!

LOL. Well anyways, all I want is to be with my guy and move to San Diego and meet new girls and keep my small circle of girlfriends here close and start a life of adventure without the drama! Aaah I cannot wait till then!! Until then I will have to keep my eye out for the fake labeled girls/guy friends and focus on myself!!

STRESS

As I sit here with so many things dancing around in my mind, a tear rolls down my face. Why do I let myself get so stressed out? There is a book my parents had in the bathroom called "Don't Sweat the Small Stuff." I used to read it as I sat on the toilet and think, ya sure, don't sweat having 3 finals, no money, bf just dumped me and I am fighting with my best friend. FML. ha. Well, today I was dealing with most of those problems (only problems 1 and 2) and as I was crying, I received an email from my dad and he actually helped me out financially with my trip to Spain! I never ever though that would happen! I am so overjoyed I could cry with tears of happiness, not sadness!
Now to deal with the 3 finals that I have pretty much back to back tomorrow! I wish that teachers would know that not only do we have to stress about all the damn small stuff, the big stuff like graduating and getting As makes us pretty much so damn stressed we end up in the hospital with anxiety attacks and can't breath!! Now I am just babbling, I needed to write something because writing helps me relax.
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