Random Writing from Bread. Co.
Sitting at the Bread Co. on this Sunday afternoon. I am procrastinating a bit, since there are more important things to be done, like the APM report. However, I actually have a legitimate reason to be writing since this counts as social justice writing practice. Gotta love that. A bit disappointed since I had wanted to study at the Meshuggah café, but it’s too crowded there. Darn Sunday and brunch eating people. I’m now at the Bread Co. just down the street. The crowd has lessened as time went on. It’s nearly 5pm, I ought to head home for dinner soon and begin my night at the library.
I am going to miss the Bread Co. I always miss this place when I am abroad. Despite of great cafes around the world, there is something about Panera’s food that gives me the craving. Besides Panera, there are lots of simple luxuries of my life that I will miss greatly. Starbucks is another. I will need to live without Starbucks for the next two years. The summer I was in France, I didn’t have Starbucks during the entirety of my stay, but that was France and there were delicious French espresso as perfect substitute. Last night when I was doing laundry, I recognize the pure luxury of being able to put a huge load of dirty clothes in a machine and let it do its thing. I thought of how I will have to hand wash much dirtier clothes in the future. This morning when I brushed my teeth, I recognized the water coming out of the faucet and how convenient that is.
Anyways… last night Katie and I went to see Run, Fat Boy, Run. The movie is a British comedy, not your cinema masterpiece, but cute and entertaining. I love any movie that gives me a bit of good English fix. I miss Europe. This morning I was watching Samantha Brown’s Passport to Europe on the Travel Channel. She was talking about a really adorable city in southern Ireland. I would love to rent a car some day and tour Ireland. What a magical place! I did take a weekend trip to Dublin during my semester in London. I wasn’t a fan though. Dublin was dark and grey and pretty boring unless you like to drink, a lot. The city was also extremely expensive. The day trip to the fishing village of Howth, outside of Dublin, was much more pleasant. The more I watch these travel shows, the more I’d like to live in Europe permanently. Although I don’t know that I’d actually live anywhere permanently.
Last night after coming home from the movie, I spent quite some time researching careers in international development and discovered various opportunities available. The more I research, the more Peace Corps seems like a good move. It’s an extremely difficult area to enter straight out of college. Most internships are unpaid. If I was going to take unpaid internships, I might as well do the Peace Corps! I just hope I’ll survive endure the two years. Future possibilities are endless and it’s quite exciting, really. There are so many wonderful NGOs that I would like to research and discover. I think I have narrowed my focus to education, and microfinance/economic development. The second part still needs some refining, but education is extremely important to me, and I think an important root cause to many problems.
How wonderful it will be to actually have a job that I will want to wake up and work 80 hours a week for! I remember my parents telling me a few years ago that sometimes you have to do things you dislike to make money. I reacted negatively to the comment. Although over the years I have let that comment influence decisions I’ve made, now I truly feel that I am capable of finding a career I can be passionate about and excel at. With the right strategy and planning, and of course strong will, I am determined to have a meaningful career. Yesterday in the office, I overheard someone said, “oh, I asked him how many hours in a day he truly enjoys what he does, he said, ‘oh, most hours of the day’, and I told him, ‘I hate you.’” What’s the point of living if you dislike most things you do? Perhaps I am being totally naïve; we’ll see in a few years.
Anyway, enough randomness, I should move onto some other task.
I am going to miss the Bread Co. I always miss this place when I am abroad. Despite of great cafes around the world, there is something about Panera’s food that gives me the craving. Besides Panera, there are lots of simple luxuries of my life that I will miss greatly. Starbucks is another. I will need to live without Starbucks for the next two years. The summer I was in France, I didn’t have Starbucks during the entirety of my stay, but that was France and there were delicious French espresso as perfect substitute. Last night when I was doing laundry, I recognize the pure luxury of being able to put a huge load of dirty clothes in a machine and let it do its thing. I thought of how I will have to hand wash much dirtier clothes in the future. This morning when I brushed my teeth, I recognized the water coming out of the faucet and how convenient that is.
Anyways… last night Katie and I went to see Run, Fat Boy, Run. The movie is a British comedy, not your cinema masterpiece, but cute and entertaining. I love any movie that gives me a bit of good English fix. I miss Europe. This morning I was watching Samantha Brown’s Passport to Europe on the Travel Channel. She was talking about a really adorable city in southern Ireland. I would love to rent a car some day and tour Ireland. What a magical place! I did take a weekend trip to Dublin during my semester in London. I wasn’t a fan though. Dublin was dark and grey and pretty boring unless you like to drink, a lot. The city was also extremely expensive. The day trip to the fishing village of Howth, outside of Dublin, was much more pleasant. The more I watch these travel shows, the more I’d like to live in Europe permanently. Although I don’t know that I’d actually live anywhere permanently.
Last night after coming home from the movie, I spent quite some time researching careers in international development and discovered various opportunities available. The more I research, the more Peace Corps seems like a good move. It’s an extremely difficult area to enter straight out of college. Most internships are unpaid. If I was going to take unpaid internships, I might as well do the Peace Corps! I just hope I’ll survive endure the two years. Future possibilities are endless and it’s quite exciting, really. There are so many wonderful NGOs that I would like to research and discover. I think I have narrowed my focus to education, and microfinance/economic development. The second part still needs some refining, but education is extremely important to me, and I think an important root cause to many problems.
How wonderful it will be to actually have a job that I will want to wake up and work 80 hours a week for! I remember my parents telling me a few years ago that sometimes you have to do things you dislike to make money. I reacted negatively to the comment. Although over the years I have let that comment influence decisions I’ve made, now I truly feel that I am capable of finding a career I can be passionate about and excel at. With the right strategy and planning, and of course strong will, I am determined to have a meaningful career. Yesterday in the office, I overheard someone said, “oh, I asked him how many hours in a day he truly enjoys what he does, he said, ‘oh, most hours of the day’, and I told him, ‘I hate you.’” What’s the point of living if you dislike most things you do? Perhaps I am being totally naïve; we’ll see in a few years.
Anyway, enough randomness, I should move onto some other task.