Emo moment
This is me, blogging whilst being emo.
Bah.
In two months and three days I'm going to the States, and I still don't have a job. It'd be great to be able to eat something other than instant noodles and porridge while I'm there. Also, the school tells me I need my own Macbook. Yeeaaaaah, and I'm gonna get the money for that from where?
(Anyone's got a spare Macbook to donate to a not-too-lucky student?)
To get a job today, it feels like I should've been one of two kinds of people: a bright-eyed teenager with a proper (i.e. not artistic) education looking for experience, or a confident twenty-something with a driver's licence and ten year's experience of everything.
I'm neither.
I'm a twenty-something with no real experience in anything, and when I'm around people I don't know in situations I'm not completely at home with (say, interviews) I'm shy, withdrawn, and rather scatterbrained. (Why can't they do interviews via Twitter?)
When I'm in my element I'm completely and totally awesome, but what is my element? Sitting in a room with a bunch of geeks, drawing comics. If anyone's got a job like that to offer I'd be all over it. Or maybe not. I visited some of the comic stores last week, to put up notices about tickets to LFCC* being for sale, and I'd meant to ask if anyone needed a helping hand, but did I ask? No. Didn't dare.
*sigh*
Also, I have one kinda important and one very important call to make, but I keep putting them off, and have done so for... days. A week. Two weeks? *headdesk* I don't like talking on the phone with people I don't know, and now that I've written that I feel like a total whining loser who ought to go to bed now.
Bah.
*London Film & Comic Con. Wanted to go there with
ida_emilia and underless , but no can do, for obvious reasons.
Bah.
In two months and three days I'm going to the States, and I still don't have a job. It'd be great to be able to eat something other than instant noodles and porridge while I'm there. Also, the school tells me I need my own Macbook. Yeeaaaaah, and I'm gonna get the money for that from where?
(Anyone's got a spare Macbook to donate to a not-too-lucky student?)
To get a job today, it feels like I should've been one of two kinds of people: a bright-eyed teenager with a proper (i.e. not artistic) education looking for experience, or a confident twenty-something with a driver's licence and ten year's experience of everything.
I'm neither.
I'm a twenty-something with no real experience in anything, and when I'm around people I don't know in situations I'm not completely at home with (say, interviews) I'm shy, withdrawn, and rather scatterbrained. (Why can't they do interviews via Twitter?)
When I'm in my element I'm completely and totally awesome, but what is my element? Sitting in a room with a bunch of geeks, drawing comics. If anyone's got a job like that to offer I'd be all over it. Or maybe not. I visited some of the comic stores last week, to put up notices about tickets to LFCC* being for sale, and I'd meant to ask if anyone needed a helping hand, but did I ask? No. Didn't dare.
*sigh*
Also, I have one kinda important and one very important call to make, but I keep putting them off, and have done so for... days. A week. Two weeks? *headdesk* I don't like talking on the phone with people I don't know, and now that I've written that I feel like a total whining loser who ought to go to bed now.
Bah.
*London Film & Comic Con. Wanted to go there with
ida_emilia and underless , but no can do, for obvious reasons.