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*sigh* I should have gotten a B.S. in Computer Science. There was an ad in the school paper today encouraging students to apply to an entry level position at D.E. Shaw...with a starting salary of 90 grand. I salivated at the ad, I really did. God, that's depressing. Good for the folks who went through four years of insanity, though. Mad props. Still, a part of me thinks that with my obsessive attention to detail, it wouldn't have been a bad option. Tanya, knock some sense into me? You're the only one I know with any comp sci experience.
I'm looking at a bunch of headhunter websites specializing in Japan, and the majority of the jobs are a) in uber-expensive Tokyo, and b) range from 10 grand to 35 grand. To be clear, this is NOT a decent salary in Tokyo. Boonies of Japan, yes. Hell, even in Yokohama it might be doable. But Tokyo? *hysterical laughter* Well, maybe 35g would be just passable.
I'm royally fucked. La~dida.
Oh, and headhunter sites are without question impossible to navigate. In general, I can find opportunities offered but not how to sign up/register.
Once upon a time, I was able to be completely happy for my friends without an iota of jealousy. Right now the exact opposite is true, and I hate that. I hate hearing about how my friends are doing amazing things with amazing people and what amazing opportunities they have. How do I keep from getting jealous? The answer is to be satisfied with what I've got. This is impossible because things suck, and have been sucking for ages.
This obsession with money is terrible. It's drained my creativity, drained what little compassion I had, and is a constant worry. My credit card bill has a balance of several hundred dollars --minimum payment really is minimal, but I don't want that balance hanging over my head. Of course, books must come first. *sigh* I need to get sorority dues out of the way so I don't have to constantly have that in the back of my head either.
First day of class today. Huh. The class, Urban Lit and Modern Japan or whatever, is nothing at all like what I'd expected. I'm not making the mental/emotional shift from post-war hopes to pre-war reality very well. Still interesting stuff, just...not what I'm looking for right now. But there's not a lot else I can or want to take --there's two spots in Long Arm of Romanticism: Orientalist Impulse in the same time slot, so I could transfer into that, I suppose. But I already bought the stupid course packet...*sigh*
Jetlag, my period, and anxiety about the future are not mixing well together at all.
I'm looking at a bunch of headhunter websites specializing in Japan, and the majority of the jobs are a) in uber-expensive Tokyo, and b) range from 10 grand to 35 grand. To be clear, this is NOT a decent salary in Tokyo. Boonies of Japan, yes. Hell, even in Yokohama it might be doable. But Tokyo? *hysterical laughter* Well, maybe 35g would be just passable.
I'm royally fucked. La~dida.
Oh, and headhunter sites are without question impossible to navigate. In general, I can find opportunities offered but not how to sign up/register.
Once upon a time, I was able to be completely happy for my friends without an iota of jealousy. Right now the exact opposite is true, and I hate that. I hate hearing about how my friends are doing amazing things with amazing people and what amazing opportunities they have. How do I keep from getting jealous? The answer is to be satisfied with what I've got. This is impossible because things suck, and have been sucking for ages.
This obsession with money is terrible. It's drained my creativity, drained what little compassion I had, and is a constant worry. My credit card bill has a balance of several hundred dollars --minimum payment really is minimal, but I don't want that balance hanging over my head. Of course, books must come first. *sigh* I need to get sorority dues out of the way so I don't have to constantly have that in the back of my head either.
First day of class today. Huh. The class, Urban Lit and Modern Japan or whatever, is nothing at all like what I'd expected. I'm not making the mental/emotional shift from post-war hopes to pre-war reality very well. Still interesting stuff, just...not what I'm looking for right now. But there's not a lot else I can or want to take --there's two spots in Long Arm of Romanticism: Orientalist Impulse in the same time slot, so I could transfer into that, I suppose. But I already bought the stupid course packet...*sigh*
Jetlag, my period, and anxiety about the future are not mixing well together at all.