A Re-Surfacing, Of Sorts
I'm about due to write something in here, but due to time constraints, I"ve copied a letter I wrote to some of the people I haven't communicated with in a while:
Greetings! In honor of Long Lost Friends Day, a holiday I'm pretty sure only exists within this stationery store catty-corner from the BBQ on 73rd and 3rd, I'm attempting to correspond with all the people I may not have in a long while. I hope this e-mail adequately updates you on the status of my being.
After graduation, I attempted to squeeze back into my old life, and specifically the old job I'd been working on my vacations. But I guess in the end I couldn't expect to happily return to the cave, after seeing and studying the world. So I stayed on as long as I could, kept afloat by my flamenco dance classes and Tuesday Night Trivia, and jumped ship at year's end in hopes of "finding myself." But for the first couple of months of the year, I think I did a lot more losing: several inches of hair (I chopped most of it off in June, and I don't miss it much), a pound or two here and there, and my sanity, for a bit - it was certainly a period of much malaise.
Now I can proudly say that things have since vastly improved. At the beginning of June, I had a bunch of interviews, which initially hadn't panned out but was a definite morale booster. By the end of the month, I got a job working for the city teaching swimming to kids. It was incredibly rewarding, and it's turned me around a bit about children in general - I'm trying not to be the curmudgeonly sort that I was before. There was one kid in particular: he had a reputation as a troublemaker, but he was really a kid with too much energy for his own good. We'd have him working cleaning up, putting things away, and helping with the younger less-advanced kids. One story about him that especially amuses me was when he decided he liked a girl in the class, so his way of showing her was play keep away with her belonging. Then he told his friends he got her a gift, and his friend said he should've gotten her chocolate because "girls like chocolate" (no older than 13 and the boy speaks the truth!). I also loved working with the tots class; there wasn't much too it, just smile a lot and get the babies enthused. I got one kid from crying "I want my mommy!" and not swimming at all to still crying but mustering up some arm and leg movement along with it (kicking and screaming, if you will).
Were that not enough, I also snagged an internship a celebrity tabloid, one of the things I was going for in early June (the timing couldn't have been more perfect - it was right around my birthday and my 5-year high school reunion, so I had something to brag about there). I get to sit around mornings reading blogs like OhNoTheyDidnt for research (though last week, I had to watch Kevin Federline perform at the Teen Choice Awards and I actually felt my IQ drop a few points). The general work-room conversation is about Beyoncé's new video (the general consensus is that it sucks) or something of that ilk. Needless to say, I enjoy myself everyday I have to go in there. Be sure to check out the issue due this week, a piece I wrote on Ashton Kutcher should be appearing in the back.
I can assure you all I am feeling the most positive I have in months. I hope you're all in good spirits too, and that this renewed correspondence is kept up.
I'll be speaking my peace soon enough.
Greetings! In honor of Long Lost Friends Day, a holiday I'm pretty sure only exists within this stationery store catty-corner from the BBQ on 73rd and 3rd, I'm attempting to correspond with all the people I may not have in a long while. I hope this e-mail adequately updates you on the status of my being.
After graduation, I attempted to squeeze back into my old life, and specifically the old job I'd been working on my vacations. But I guess in the end I couldn't expect to happily return to the cave, after seeing and studying the world. So I stayed on as long as I could, kept afloat by my flamenco dance classes and Tuesday Night Trivia, and jumped ship at year's end in hopes of "finding myself." But for the first couple of months of the year, I think I did a lot more losing: several inches of hair (I chopped most of it off in June, and I don't miss it much), a pound or two here and there, and my sanity, for a bit - it was certainly a period of much malaise.
Now I can proudly say that things have since vastly improved. At the beginning of June, I had a bunch of interviews, which initially hadn't panned out but was a definite morale booster. By the end of the month, I got a job working for the city teaching swimming to kids. It was incredibly rewarding, and it's turned me around a bit about children in general - I'm trying not to be the curmudgeonly sort that I was before. There was one kid in particular: he had a reputation as a troublemaker, but he was really a kid with too much energy for his own good. We'd have him working cleaning up, putting things away, and helping with the younger less-advanced kids. One story about him that especially amuses me was when he decided he liked a girl in the class, so his way of showing her was play keep away with her belonging. Then he told his friends he got her a gift, and his friend said he should've gotten her chocolate because "girls like chocolate" (no older than 13 and the boy speaks the truth!). I also loved working with the tots class; there wasn't much too it, just smile a lot and get the babies enthused. I got one kid from crying "I want my mommy!" and not swimming at all to still crying but mustering up some arm and leg movement along with it (kicking and screaming, if you will).
Were that not enough, I also snagged an internship a celebrity tabloid, one of the things I was going for in early June (the timing couldn't have been more perfect - it was right around my birthday and my 5-year high school reunion, so I had something to brag about there). I get to sit around mornings reading blogs like OhNoTheyDidnt for research (though last week, I had to watch Kevin Federline perform at the Teen Choice Awards and I actually felt my IQ drop a few points). The general work-room conversation is about Beyoncé's new video (the general consensus is that it sucks) or something of that ilk. Needless to say, I enjoy myself everyday I have to go in there. Be sure to check out the issue due this week, a piece I wrote on Ashton Kutcher should be appearing in the back.
I can assure you all I am feeling the most positive I have in months. I hope you're all in good spirits too, and that this renewed correspondence is kept up.
I'll be speaking my peace soon enough.