One night and six beers later

Here we go....

I showed up at the banquet dressed very fancy, but it turns out everyone was in shorts and shirts. I had always thought banquet meant formal but I guess I was wrong.

Anyhow, an interesting comment arose at the dinner when someone said "Hey doesn't this remind you of the cafeteria in high school?" I was at a table on my own when that was said, which made me think of how much of a shy guy I was back then. There are still some emotional and pyschological issue I still am dealing with. (Story for another time.) But someone did invite me to one of their tables, which was nice. I goes to show that we have changed a bit socially since high school. People begged me to do volleyball. (I was never much of a volleyball player, however did hold my own.)

More people showed up as my high school crush showed up. I do keep in touch and didn't figure she was going to make it, but she did. I was soon to learn she actually reads this blog (Hi Kelsi, feel free to comment--you too Keira) but it was nice to see her. Sorry to say Kelsi, gotten over the crush but you still look cool and still a good friend.

I did sing, breakdance, and rap some songs, which people still liked. Got a few free beers in the process. Mingled a little, but usually just hung out taking in the reunion. Some of us had changed but I would say I haven't as much. Although I hang my head a bit higher and do talk a bit more. I seem to have an interesting ten years as the stories I said last night to seem to surprise people. I will most likely most a few in the future of this blog.

As for the next day, only five of us showed up to the mixer. After all the drinking the night before (I didn't get home until 3 a.m. as did some peeps) plus there was a hike up Mt. Helena at 10 a.m. which in my state wasn't feasible, so I assume they either decided to skip it or decided to go to the fair and not notify the peeps at the mixer.

But it was fun to see how people have been doing, who has settled down and who, like me, haven't. All of the class officer were there as well as the student body officers (with the expection of the student rep, who was a year behind us.) The funny thing was they haven't moved far. I maybe the only person who lived east of the Mississippi river. Most people are in Minnasota, Oregon, or Montana. A few in Cali.

I will most likely hark on my old days in school at another time, but for now, it was good, and hope to do it in another 10 years.

You never even call me by my name

I went to my reunion mixer last night, and boy it was interesting. A lot of people remembered my name, but of cource I had a little trouble. Not a lot of bragging and interesting enough, more single women there than I thought. I did brag a bit about my adventures over the past 10 years. The tv game show seemed to be the one peeps knew before I told it. Plus the Idol audition story was a bit popular. People hadn't changed much look wise, altough hair styles changed.

I am sure I will have an interesting story tomorrow, as the big banquet and dance is tonight. Some things never change--I can still dance and sing.

Naple Oranges

By the looks of it, Naples, FL might be the place I am moving to. Although it's not guaranteed. I talked to the reporter I would be working with on a daily basis and she seemed nice. There are two or three peeps up for the position. But I seem to be wanted down there, as another station spotted my resume and want me to send a tape. Plus Reno maybe offering me a postion and Colorado Springs wanted to know if I was still interested in their position and want back in the running. Bell of the ball at the moment.

It would be nice to have direction though. The Naples gig means I will most likely get rid of my car and buy one down there. I will most like have my stuff sent to me. Plus the rent is inflated down there, so the money maybe better, but the cost of living isn't the greatest.

For now, its waiting for a firm yes.

-MarQ

Tired and Bewildered

Some people can be real bastards.

I was rushed when I was packing for Montana because the apartment complex were idiots. I had originally scheduled to leave June 30, but since I had the apartment to the 9th (according to my lease it was 30 days notice, which wasn’t up till then—so I gave written notice as of the 9th) so I decided to leave on July 5 instead. I get a knock on my door at 9 a.m. on the 5th and the apartment gave me until noon to leave the apartment. I started to get stuff out, and they came to complain to me about my stuff in the hallway and "why I was still here" since they needed the apartment for Saturday. I mentioned the lease and said I was planning on leaving that night anyway, so I got that afternoon to get packed.

Packing all the stuff I came across a lot of memories. I looked very young in college. I found old programs, pictures, stuff I wrote, awards ect. Kinda made me think that I did a lot these past 15 years.

Now I have my reunion in two weeks. I did see a woman I graduated with in the store the other day. Married and with child. She didn’t feel like she would go, as she didn’t think she’d see anyone she’d want to see. I was more connected with everybody, so I am planning on going.

But I digress. I got to MT after what has been a planned schedule blown to hell, literally. I blew four tires coming out here which basically screwed up when I arrived at places. I barely caught my friend in Sioux Falls, and missed my bro in Billings completely. The good news was I had a cell phone and an AAA card, so it wasn’t difficult to get to the next town when I needed to. But if I would have known my tires were that old, I would have simply got new tires.

My car needs new brakes, which is being taken care of, and right now I am waiting for stations to call. I was hoping to work while I wait, but none of the temp agencies are calling. I feel bad since mom and dad want me to make it to my next job with my own money. But things will look up come next week me thinks.

So for know, this is MarQ dimming out the lights and turning off the mics

Mama I'm coming home

I heard nothing but it doesn't mean anything. July 4th may have screwed up the mail. But right now I am heading to Montana to wait some more. I will however apply to Vegas, Reno, Colorado Springs, and Spokane.

I got my very first cell phone so employers could get ahold of me and have on the road. I wish I had a better ringtone. But it will come in time.

This morning I saw on Today a guy who did the billboard dad thing and had an ad for his website on a billboard so he can meet women. Not a bad idea. You put yourself out there and say "this is what i would like" and women respond. Plus games and what not. If I had the money it night be nice to do.

I will update as often as I can, as I will be oneline at least once a day to check e-mail. Will let you know my status. For now, its happy trails Terre Haute.

You Gotta Have Friends

I had my farewell party last night and it was nice to see the support of my friends from work. Some came, but those who didn't sent their support via a card and some cash to help me along the way. I sang at my favorite bar one more time, and my friends insisted I let them know my new number when I move. It was nice to see people behind me on this.

Right now, where I am heading is still in the air. Tulsa interviewed me the other day, and it wasn't the best interview, but I can only hope that I can get another interview with them face to face. But I still have Ft. Myers, Albuquerque, and Chattengooga. If not, its back to Montana and waiting for a position.

But I am not worried. Things keep turning up and I am sure something will this time. For now, it as per usual, waiting.