Monday, February 28, 2011

Sail Over the Storm


I like living in Virginia Beach, I really do. The weather is nice, it's peaceful here and most importantly, I love being with my family. Unfortunately, the next chapter in my life has been marred by an old nemesis I'm sure many of you are all too familiar with: financial struggle.

It's been a little over 2 months since I've been here and I've yet to find a job. I've lost track of how many applications I've filled out and I haven't even had a single interview yet. You'd think the job Market in VA Beach would be better than that of Ohio, but after all the looking I've done, I'm really starting to wonder.

This isn't the first time in my life I've been jobless but not having a job is easily one of the worst things that can happen to anyone. Not only do I myself have my own bills to pay, but I want to help the family with the house bills as well. And it isn't just that I need to work. I want to work. Not having a job makes me feel like dead weight because I'm unable to help out and that makes me feel useless. It also means I have far more free time on my hands than I'd like to have. Free time is nice but not when it's the only time you have. However, if I don't keep myself occupied, I go crazy.

Still, I've experienced what seemed like overwhelming odds before and I've come out alive. When things get rough, you just gotta find something to hold on to while your ship is being tossed around by the waves and sail over the storm, no matter how bad it may be. Storms may go on for a while but they don't last for forever. Soon or later, the sun will come up.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

At the Beach, Take 2


I went back to what I now believe is the main beach of Virginia Beach today. Originally, I had planned to walk along the shore, but the experience was marred by my shoes, which do not have flat bottoms. I suppose I'll have to get a pair of flip-flops eventually. Today wasn't really a day for that type of footwear, though. Despite being in the upper 50s, it was still somewhat cold when I got closer to the ocean. Still, what little walking I did was nice.

I got so close to the water that I could smell it. I would have liked to get closer but I didn't wanna get pulled in by the crashing waves and I really didn't feel like taking a chance on getting my clothes wet. Being closer to the ocean than ever before was awesome, even for someone who lacks the ability to swim. When it gets warm, I'll probably step in and get my feet wet.


Sometime ago, I saw a photo of the King Neptune statue. Since then, I've been wanting to see it for myself but I had no idea it was on the same beach I was visiting. Turns out the statue itself is pretty huge, in fact much larger than I thought, standing over 30 feet tall. It was really cool to see it up close and someday I'm gonna have a photo snapped of me standing in front of it. 

Nearly an hour had passed and after multiple attempts, I was finally successful in forcing myself to leave. One day when it's much warmer, I'd like to spend a whole day there. After just two trips, I've fallen hopeless in love with the beach.


Saturday, February 12, 2011

First Time at the Beach

While out with my mom the other day, we went and saw one of the beaches in Virginia Beach. I didn't think I'd get to see the beach until it got much warmer outside but the area we were in was right by the coast. This was the first time in my life I had ever seen the beach. I was completely awe-stuck. Even though we only stayed for a few minutes, it was beautiful. Really, words and photos don't even begin to describe it.

To me, the beach was more than just sand and water. Much, much more. The ocean stretched on forever, the clouds seem to touch the water, the waves crashed against the shore. I could see boats and cruise ships out in the distance. The beach is hands down one of the most amazing things I've ever seen. I could have easily spent hours there just walking along the shore.

I really can't say enough how spectacular it was and I can't wait to go back there. It seems like the perfect place to relax with a book or just listen to some music while staring back at the waves. The beach is simply breathtaking.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

"So Where Ya From?"

Well, if finally happened, although much later than I thought it would. While looking for an umbrella in K-Mart the other day, an employee asked me if he could help me out. I asked where the umbrellas where and he pointed me in the right direction. After that, he asked me where I was from. I guess he somehow knew I wasn't originally born in Virginia.

See, I figured I'd get asked that question much sooner, like say a week or two after moving to Virginia Beach. I also thought I'd get asked that question a lot more often. I mean, VA Beach is a huge tourist zone and new people float in and out of this city all the time.

Also, would having that question be asked by an insanely beautiful woman be too much to ask? (Sigh) Life is so unlike all the movies and sitcoms. At least for me.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Waiting in Public



I'm in Lens Crafters on Wednesday waiting to be attended to so they can make some much needed adjustments to my glasses. It isn't a huge store and I went during the evening hours. There were only two employees in the place and only one other customer besides me in there at the time. Time I sat there waiting for them to get to me? Over fifteen minutes. Now I could understand if the place was swamped with customers, but it wasn't and from what I could tell, the worker was getting chummy with the customer, which is fine, but when you got people waiting, stow that stuff away and get to work.

I try not to be impatient when I have to wait in public places. I try not to let me body language or facial features show that I am bored out of my skull and sick of waiting around. Basically, I like to give the impression that even though I've been sitting around forever, everything is fine and dandy. But sometimes the act falls apart and I end up showing how I truly feel. If the employees are nice and apologize for the wait, I feel bad for being impatient. Still, I think I do an OK job of handling myself while I'm out in the public eye waiting. I mean, I haven't blow up or anything or had to be escorted out by security so I guess that counts for something.