azurite: (don't fuck with eagles)
Well, the DLP is finally over and I am back "home" in San Francisco. Was it good? Yes. I learned a lot, and plan to improve my resume, my website, my networking skills, and my leadership qualities. But I didn't win anything (scholarships, iPod, gift certificate OR candy bars), nor did I get "recognized" in any way, which kind of sucks, because I did get to know a lot of people (I felt), and by the end, lots of facilitators, sponsors, and the DLP staff knew who I was. I wish I could have gotten SOMETHING personal for that, even if it was a lame certificate. But hey, maybe I'll win one of the post-DLP raffles or something...

That's not to say that those that DID win weren't deserving, unique, or great leaders --they totally were, and for the ones from my group (NEW YORK LIFE!) were great people and fun to get along with.

Also, I should realize that a lot of what I really walked away with is intangible-- networking, learned skills, additional knowledge, anecdotes, and a sense of what I need to do for my future.

There were no other people from CSUN there, but there were folks from Wash House (EAGLES!) and from both San Francisco and SoCal cities in general. So that was cool, especially when I recognized a girl from class of '05 that had been in ROTC. :}

The DLP was very nicely organized, though I do wish if they were to do another "San Francisco" DLP that it would really be in San Francisco and not 30-someodd miles northeast or whatever in Moraga. Moraga isn't even in the BAY Area! (well, not really, IMO) The dorms I stayed at were small (as in, no kitchen, communal bathrooms in the middle of the hallway), and today after our workshops, I returned to the dorm to find my Bath & Body Works robe missing along with my silver ballbearing chain necklace, because they'd taken all the bedding off the bed BEFORE we got back and had the chance to clean up.

That was poor planning on their part, because the big mess of towels, washcloths, sheets, pillowcases and blankets was all over the stairwell floor, and it took me forever before I found my robe-- downstairs. I was about to pitch a fit before I just saw it sitting on top of the blankets... but still, they shouldn't have done that in the first place. If they wanted us to bring the bedding and such to X place before Y time, all they had to do was say so, not invade our short-term rooms and mess up our things. My necklace is STILL missing (which makes me mad, because even though it isn't the only Egyptian necklace I have, it is the only Ankh I have), so I left my name and number with some of the St. Mary's staff.

As for the subject line, I think I mentioned in a previous DLP entry that the dining hall food, while good, isn't exactly wholesome food. I mean sure, I had salads, veggies, juice and such, but I also had some eggs and dairy products that may have done a number on my stomach-- all today I've been feeling pretty gross, which may have been just one contributing factor in how I wasn't a "winner" in feeling, spirit, or actuality. :P

Also, since I got up this morning at 6:50 or so, I'm dead-tired-- I fell asleep on the BART, and it was just a good thing that a) I'd gotten on it at all (two of the DLP facilitators were nice enough to drive me to Orinda BART) and b) I didn't miss my stop by sleeping through it and letting the train go BACK to Pittsburg/Bay Point.

I just ate a waffle, which may or may not have been a good thing, but the fact remains, I'm tired. So I'm going to wash my face and then go to bed. Shockingly early for me, yeah, but the past three days or so have messed me up internally in more ways than one. So I'll save the Facebook post-DLP networking and schmoozing for later.

For now, I'm just glad to have 'Net again. WHEW!
azurite: (dancing 2k-tan)
Okay, so there's no wireless here at the dorms of St. Mary's College (no Ethernet, it looks like either... I feel sorry for the students who stay here), and the wireless hot spots on campus require a password. So the soonest this'll get posted is sometime Sunday night. Oh well, I guess that gives me less to get distracted by?

Well, I was pretty distracted enough coming here, I guess, because I forgot something critical: my bra. :P Luckily no one's said anything today, so I guess I managed to make do pretty well, and I'm hoping my triple-layers tomorrow will help as well. But seriously... bra + business = A+. No bra + business... FAIL! I'm sure [livejournal.com profile] schmollieollie, [livejournal.com profile] cutieme4u and a few others remember when I was stringently anti-bra back in the day... yeah well, not anymore. :P

So the DLP took off this morning around 9am after breakfast (which went amazingly fast; we had breakfast in Oliver Hall, which is huge and wooden, but the food isn't FANTASTIC, just passable). We split into groups (I'm in Group 9 with New York Life insurance) and then headed to La Fevre hall where the Welcome and Orientation was; we were greeted by a bunch of CRAZY happy facilitators and leaders, went down a Soul Train high-five line, and then got our nametags.

We had a lot of mix-up networking that we did-- we had to keep switching groups and meet new people according to things like favorite color, birth month, and so on. Eventually we got back into our regular groups, and we had to come up with a cheer. Ours is "Bringing the 8s and 9s," (we're group 8 and 9 combined) "Rep'in' New York Life, Take it to the Chorus (my line! :D), Go ahead and bring it, New York Life! x2... actually, I think I messed that last line up, so I'll correct it later when it's drilled into my head.

After that we had our workshop, which was "Charting your Course, Straight from the Source," which was a fantastic help regarding interviews and resumes. I got some great tips from a guy named Bin Nguyen (know him, [livejournal.com profile] staplerx?) who works for New York Life here in San Francisco. So I'll be fixing up my resume this week before Philadelphia, so I have better resumes to hand out while I'm there.

Then we had a session devoted to New York Life's internship, which sounds pretty cool-- though difficult and highly competitive. Still, there's got to be a reason why I ended up in this group and not one with Lockheed-Martin, Target, or one of the other sponsors.

If it weren't for the Enterprise Rent-A-Car energy drink we got in our swag bags yesterday, I would be passed out now. But that perked me up during the last half of the NYL session and kept me going through dinner (which was veggie tortellini and rice).

In a few minutes, I'm heading back to La Fevre with the rest of my group, and we're doing some sort of evening events and more prize drawings (didn't win this morning, but I'm staying optimistic for the Video iPod giveaway, or one of the scholarships). Then comes the Target Social, which I will MAKE myself go to, even if I don't stay for the whole thing (because I have to be up at 6:30 tomorrow morning for breakfast at 7:00).

...Later that day
Okay, so at the Evening Social we played a bunch of games and raffled off more prizes (none of which I won... yet), played a Scavenger Hunt with an HP digital camera (the results of which I hope are creative enough and win our group SOMETHING... we did have representatives from our group in the Dance-Off and in the "American Idol" contest (Lip synching + choreography), but we only placed in the Dance-Off. Still, watching it all was hilarious.

At least during it all (especially during the raffle calls, when a lot of dud tickets got called), I made myself known. The "Games Mistress" Amber got to know my face and voice enough so that when I came to the Target Red Room party afterward and she saw me, she stopped talking to the person next to her and gave me A Look. I held my hands up in surrender and said "I'm not saying anything!" and she looked at me all shocked and said, "That would be the first time today, wouldn't it?" (In the raffle, I'd said "Pick me!" and she said "The fishbowl does the choosing" because she was pulling tickets out of a "fishbowl." I said, "Fish like me!" and she said "So does duct tape," to which everyone -yes, me included- laughed. It's actually kind of fun knowing I can laugh at myself instead of being hurt-- I remember when one girl DID get insulted at an emcee, and it only made her look like a tart, not the emcee.)

The Target Red Party cool was pretty nice-- they had fruits, chips with salsa, cute decorations done in red and white (Target colors, of course), and even circular bathmats placed all over. I especially liked the fake votive candles in target-marked glasses (I got to keep one, ssh!). But the music kind of stank after the first few minutes-- I only danced to "Slide, Part 2," the dance-off (Target-style, which I did not win, of course :P) and the suddenly addictive "Girlfriend" from Avril Lavigne.

When that song first came out (and [livejournal.com profile] cutieme4u will attest to this), I hated it, and couldn't believe it was Avril, who'd supposedly "matured" in both her tastes and her music. But then a group had it for the American Idol contest, and they did SUCH a fantastic job with it, we couldn't help but ask for an encore. And then they played the song again at the Target Party, so... :P Actually, one guy said to me (after the dance-off) that I should get back on the dance floor after the contest, because it was hilarious watching my face-- he said I get "really into it" when I'm dancing. ^^;; It was a while before I danced after he made that comment, because I got pretty self-consicious. For all I know, I look like an epileptic ape on the dance floor. So I swung by the drink bar and got a "Specialty Drink" which was Red Bull, pineapple juice, and a splash of grenadine-- enough buzz to keep me going when I have to be up at freakin' 6:50am tomorrow! Grrrgh.

Hopefully I'll win a scholarship or SOME prize (well, not a Starbucks certificate or a bag of candy...) and I can walk away from this not only having LEARNED something and having NETWORKED, but with something tangible and cool, too. :} I know that's not what it's all about, but when you start droppin' prizes, everyone wants in, and I'm no different. I hardly ever win anything, so... if it helps by being loud and proud, then I will be! It only takes a bit of time for me to get into a groove, even if I was Shy Guy earlier.

As for the subject line, Swag Bag, so far...
* Target gray messenger bag
* Longs drawstring bag with tissues, hand sanitizer, Icy Hot cream, and facial wipes
* New York Life neon drawstring bag
* DLP binder and pen
* Target bag of candy and jelly-ring with light
* Seagate bike light
* Enterprise Rent-A-Car stress ball
* Navy notebook

Hey, [livejournal.com profile] akavertigo? Whenever you read this, these are YOUR prompts!
* Note: they do not have to be used as quotes; they can be put in narrative and paraphrased to NOT be in the first-person, or to refer to specific people, if desired. But the context must remain the same, or else... how does it inspire?

(1) "There I was, just standing there, when I what I wanted to do was forbidden."
(2) "I decided the only option was to seduce him."
(3) "We were drinking champagne and losing our shirts."
(4) "She may be young, but she's not stupid."
(5) "the stain on the wall"
azurite: (Default)
9:59pm, Justin Hall, room 216
So I'm here in Moraga, a place I've never been to before. The name Moraga makes me think of "craggy" like rocks, "gag," like something you don't like, and "Morganna," the enchantress (I think) from the King Arthur legends.

On the way here via the 106 bus from the Lafayette Bart station, I kept thinking this town was so small and quaint, the sort of American town that's both classic and yet distant-- not really apart of America even though it defines it. One of my first thoughts was "You'd never think about terrorism in a place like this." People's front yards are half the size or larger of the square footage of their house. The biggest drama might be if someone chooses to repave their driveway.

I could be totally wrong, of course, but that's just the feeling I got.

I arrived with a few other DLPers, Maria from Kazakhstan (don't tell her you liked Borat), Michael, and another girl whose name I unfortunately forgot (but I know it doesn't start with M). My roommate has a unique name too-- she's got a bit of a lisp and I think her name is Shirin, but it sounds different, like it sounds like it ends with an i (even though it doesn't).

The dorm rooms here couldn't be blander-- I'm on the dorm room on the far right end of the hallway, and when you walk in, there are two would-be bunk beds, one taller than the other by just a few inches, two giant closets separated by a dinky sink and mirror, a desk on the far right side of the room, and another desk just behind me, not far from Shirin's bed.

I went to the Enterprise Rent-A-Car Pizza Party, which was good, though the pizza was nothing to write home about. I probably should have eaten before I left San Francisco, since I already bothered to go to the Benefit Brow Bar and to the Metreon to grab my "Writer's Toolbox" from the Chronicle bookstore (and what a great buy it's proving to be! [livejournal.com profile] akavertigo, here I come).

After some eating and slight networking with whoever was sitting nearest to me, the Enterprise Reps called for an introduction session-- because there were a good 100 of us or so, it took a while, and we had several latecomers spread out over the room. I was one of the first 20 or so to go though, and I wasn't so scared then. All you had to do was say your name, school, year, major, and something interesting about your school. Easy enough, yeah? No one else is from Northridge though; there are seriously people from ALL over the country here, and some from all over the world!

I would have stayed longer to schmooze, but I hadn't put my bed together yet, wanted to wash my face (I bought the Benetint rose-scented facial tint, and DAMN that stuff rocks!
), and just couldn't work up the mojo to randomly walk up to someone's crowd and start talking. The event officially starts tomorrow, so I'll worry about schmoozing and networking tomorrow- after breakfast. :)

There doesn't appear to be wireless here (alas!) or even a working phone line for dial-up, so I'm just typing this and then saving it for the heck of it. There might be wireless SOMEWHERE on this campus (there's all of one student who's actually FROM this college and attending the DLP; people actually from Northern California *IN* Northern Californa seem to be pretty few and far between), but I have yet to see it. It's not like Monster encouraged us to bring our laptops anyway... I just wanted to, since mine is a habit. Or perhaps an additional appendage. :P

With some luck, whenever I'm not schmoozing, networking, and preparing for my future, I'll be writing SOMETHING creative in the hopes of getting my juices flowing. In the meantime, I'm tired. X_X
azurite: (azureshipping - fantastic)
I blame [livejournal.com profile] ceruleansan for this one. Her and [livejournal.com profile] an_ardent_rain for providing me with Azureshipping to make me jealous of, and [livejournal.com profile] guardian_kysra for writing "Clean" and "Unclean," which will forever be stuck in my head. THUMBS UP, LADIES!

This isn't Grimms Fairy Tale, folks... )

Tonight wasn't too bad at all. I finally met up with Erin and Joyce (actually, they picked me up after getting lost here in S.F. Haha! I don't know SF driving-wise at all. I think of everything in terms of bus routes) and we headed to IKEA in Emeryville and then got a bit lost trying to get to Dad's place in Alameda. Erin and I played with Roy a bit (Roy still loves me :D :D) and then we went to dinner at this small Thai place with a "cute" young waitress (Joyce kept saying she was "cute," even though I thought the girl wasn't that young; she was probably between 16 and 19, which I think is beyond "cute" age in the usual sense of the word). The food was good, though I had leftover Gai Yang, so I brought it home.

We went back to S.F. and I got to see Erin's new apartment (in which I broke the toilet somehow, because it was running/not flushing and my opening the lid and dropping some tube thing didn't help), which is small, but very nice. And when she gets all the stuff she put together from IKEA set up, it'll look very nice. I helped her schlep all the furniture up the 2 flights of stairs, since she doesn't have an elevator in her place yet (but it's still nice, even though it's tiny as all hell and she's paying $400 more than my mom is- and my Mom has 2 bedrooms and a sunroom!).

Anywhoozles, tomorrow I head to the DLP in Moraga-- alas, the people I was going to carpool with either switched DLPs or are going on Saturday, so I'll be going all by my lonesome (hah) on the BART and bus. No biggie, been there, done that. The hard part's always packing light, especially since this is supposed to be a big important business-type event, so I have to ONLY bring what I need. And I still "need" to figure out some way of using Gary's printer (an HP Photosmart C6100) wirelessly. I figured how to do it Computer-to-Computer (ad hoc), but then it messes up any computers that DO use it wirelessly via Mom's router. Anyone have any idea how to do this? The instruction manual seemed pretty useless on this front.

I hope I can get up early enough tomorrow to still get my nails (and maybe my brows) done, and if I'm feeling bold, I can swing by the Metreon to grab that Writer's Toolbox from Chronicle Books that I want. Maybe the more craft books/kits I have, the more inspiration I can get/dish? [livejournal.com profile] akavertigo and I are supposed to be challenging each other to get writing, but 1) her challenges were HARD HARD HARD (and I don't see how to fit them into WDKY at all, let alone WDKY25), and 2) I can't think of anything to challenge her back with atm.

Of course, I don't even know if I'll have Internet access this weekend, but regardless, I want to have my laptop so I can at least "write" things down. I would hate it if inspiration DID strike and I had nothing to write/type on but little scraps of paper like I did back in the day.

That said... I should probably get to sleep. :P I kept napping throughout today, which explains why I'm always so tired in the daytime, but relatively perky at night. If I just force myself to go to bed at a semi-reasonable hour, maybe I won't feel so compelled to sleep in the daytime-- which, this weekend would be Very Bad (meriting caps, you see).

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