just a minor hiatus
ohhhhh life. why is it so freaking difficult to get a job? i like to think i'm qualified for most entry-level positions, but it's taken me nearly A MONTH to finally get a job. i was hired by eddie bauer, but they definitely don't have their shit together, i'm supposed to be trained this coming sunday, but now i think i'll call and just decline since i got this other job. the other job, packing fish. at a seafood warehouse. yup. but it's not retail, and all i have to do is pack fish. slimey, smelly, wet fish. and the occasional dry goods. :D
i was still holding out to be a string tech at mills...i miss playing violin quite a bit. maybe this could get me back into it. so i'd be working from 8am-3pm at the fishy place, and however many hours at mills after. 4-6 maybe? moral of the story, im gunna be tired and worn down and smelling like tuna. i don't think working two jobs would be the smartest move.
i started filling out my Emerson application. it's extremely odd to be applying to college, as a college student. it's only been a year, but i have so much more perspective. i'm not going to change their school. it doesn't make a damn difference in the large scope of things whether or not they accept me. i remember when i applied to ups i went on and on about how i wanted to make a difference in the world, and now ups could help me reach that goal. i talked in my essay about how anonymous i felt in high school, and how i was frustrated by the repetition of a cycle that i didn't chose or outline or want to follow. but i can't take that route now. i know that the change i seek is to the exact same thing. it's not where i am, it's me. i'm still going to be the same person, with the same issues. emerson, suffolk, american, seattle u. they are just names for places. it's not the place that will shape me. it's me, the choices i make, the people i chose to be with, around. but how do you convey this idea to a college when you need to make it seem like you want to go to THEIR place? i feel like any essay i write will be a lie. don't get me wrong, i love what i've seen of emerson so far. and once i visit, hopefully i will be able to form more complete opinions of all the schools i'm applying to. i just want out. anywhere, take me. ups is nice, but wrong. tacoma isn't nice, and definitely wrong.
i had this random conversation with courtney's dad in the car today. we talked about real estate, the rising cost of homes, the city of boston, my desire to transfer, being in a long-distance relationship, and how one would need to dress in -10 degree weather. while he crushed my dreams about boston a little bit, he also made me realize how good my life is right now. really. good.
i have this urge to call people i haven't seen in awhile. i can't say i feel like i'm missing anything, as far as friends. but i really want to see some people. i want to go get pizza and listen to them talk about their life. i hope i make some calls, before my summer ends.
so this means...i need to call mills music and cancel my interview. and call eddie bauer and cancel my training on sunday. and find some rubber boots. for the fish.
will you still need me
will you still feed me
when i smell like halibut
i was still holding out to be a string tech at mills...i miss playing violin quite a bit. maybe this could get me back into it. so i'd be working from 8am-3pm at the fishy place, and however many hours at mills after. 4-6 maybe? moral of the story, im gunna be tired and worn down and smelling like tuna. i don't think working two jobs would be the smartest move.
i started filling out my Emerson application. it's extremely odd to be applying to college, as a college student. it's only been a year, but i have so much more perspective. i'm not going to change their school. it doesn't make a damn difference in the large scope of things whether or not they accept me. i remember when i applied to ups i went on and on about how i wanted to make a difference in the world, and now ups could help me reach that goal. i talked in my essay about how anonymous i felt in high school, and how i was frustrated by the repetition of a cycle that i didn't chose or outline or want to follow. but i can't take that route now. i know that the change i seek is to the exact same thing. it's not where i am, it's me. i'm still going to be the same person, with the same issues. emerson, suffolk, american, seattle u. they are just names for places. it's not the place that will shape me. it's me, the choices i make, the people i chose to be with, around. but how do you convey this idea to a college when you need to make it seem like you want to go to THEIR place? i feel like any essay i write will be a lie. don't get me wrong, i love what i've seen of emerson so far. and once i visit, hopefully i will be able to form more complete opinions of all the schools i'm applying to. i just want out. anywhere, take me. ups is nice, but wrong. tacoma isn't nice, and definitely wrong.
i had this random conversation with courtney's dad in the car today. we talked about real estate, the rising cost of homes, the city of boston, my desire to transfer, being in a long-distance relationship, and how one would need to dress in -10 degree weather. while he crushed my dreams about boston a little bit, he also made me realize how good my life is right now. really. good.
i have this urge to call people i haven't seen in awhile. i can't say i feel like i'm missing anything, as far as friends. but i really want to see some people. i want to go get pizza and listen to them talk about their life. i hope i make some calls, before my summer ends.
so this means...i need to call mills music and cancel my interview. and call eddie bauer and cancel my training on sunday. and find some rubber boots. for the fish.
will you still need me
will you still feed me
when i smell like halibut