I have spent hours tonight reworking my resume. I want the formatting to at least catch someone's eye, even if the content on mine is not as outstanding as someone else's. So that's what I've been doing. It's almost there. Unfortunately NeoOffice isn't doing it for me anymore... I'm afraid I'm going to have to break down and get Microsoft Office for Mac. I just can't do everything that I want and it's totally annoying. Like--for Pete's sake--I can't even change the margin size, deactivate a hyperlink, or add a symbol. There may be ways to do that, but I haven't figured it out and, trust me, I've tried.

I really need to finish this ASAP because I have three jobs that I need to apply for and who knows when they'll close. I just get so nervous; I want everything I send them to be perfect and totally representative of how awesome I am. Ha!

I also spent too much time tonight looking at wedding stuff. I can totally understand how brides go off the deep end with everything. It would be easy to do so and once it gets to that point, I know I will constantly have to remind myself of what it's really all about. There are a lot of things to consider and tons of cute (and expensive) ideas. I've already wanted to post some of the things I've found, but... c'mon... that's ridiculous. I'm sure once the time comes this blog will be all about that nonsense.

Ever since reading "Generation Me," I feel like I'm hyperaware of how much I want the world to revolve around me. I don't like this. Even writing my own blog (although not fully expecting anyone to read it) signifies in some way my own self-importance. Do I have anything worthy to write about? Perhaps. But not really. I constantly struggle with how much to put on facebook. Part of me wants to capture every moment of my life so that I can put up pictures about it and people can leave comments. Part of me (most of me) thinks it's horribly, terribly tacky to take a picture of one's engagement ring and post it on facebook. Another part of me wants to do that when it happens because I'll be excited and I want to share it with people. (I won't, though, just because... ugh.)

Anyway, to bring it full circle--one's wedding day can be one of the most self-important days, I think. From a young age, girls are taught that their wedding day should be all about them. "It's my day!" "I should feel like a princess!" I'm already combatting those thoughts and feelings, because, yes, it is a special day. I just hope that I can remember these things through everything that's going to happen over the next year or so: "It's our day" and "We should feel special." The goal is not lose these things in the details.