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I am in love with Juno and Diablo Cody! If you haven't seen this film check it out, it's clever, real and absolutely a heart-warming story about teen pregnancy. Who couldn't use a dose of teen pregnancy this holiday season? If you don't go, I'll throw your behavioral medicated self in to the fountain at Ridgedale Mall...
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forever the intern

I landed my dream internship and I couldn't be more thrilled. It's with a publishing company and catered to the aspects of communication that I love. Finally, it took long enough to get to this point and now I'm just going to enjoy it and suck it up like a sponge! 
Thank God for Karma and patience, I truly believe in both.
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Reconnections

Lately friends from the past have started to resurface. Has this happened to anyone else out there? It's the fluidity of life I suppose... people come and go and come back and so on. Thanks to technology we all have the opportunity to reconnect. 


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Home Sweet Home

I live at home. So do a few of my friends but we are definitely in the minority, or so it seems. Why is it that when you tell someone you moved back in with your parents, they suddenly look at you differently? Society tells us that if you move back home, for any reason, then you must be doing something wrong. 

Tired of the stigma, I decided to do a google search and found an article on Monster. The funny thing about it is that a friend of mine is quoted in the story. Bryan moved back after school too but his fiancee is still at Wartburg, his parents live close to campus and it makes sense. By the way, I will get in to this marrying/enagement very young thing very soon! 

Here are some stats for those of you living it up... at home:
48 percent of 2007 grads live at home            (monstertrax survey)
42 percent of 2006 grads live/lived at home    (monstertrax survey)
One in five twenty-somethings move back home at some point      (ABC News)

No one wants to live with their parents, especially if they've left the house for a period of time. We're not social lepers, financial failures or lazy. Unless you're George Costanza moving home in your thirties ... "not that there's anything wrong with that." 

My point, it's not the end of the world to go back home. You know it's temporary, your parents know it's temporary and your debt will be better for it. 
Now, where did mom leave my laundry...
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Job Search Hell

I have come to the conclusion that job searching is one of the worst human experiences aka the soul-sucking circle of rejection process, as I like to call it.  
How do we stay motivated and optimistic when we're lucky to get an interview? 

At this point I'm trying not to dwell on the negativity. It's a part of getting out there and making life happen... or so I'm telling myself. My list of bad interviewers (lazy eyes, weird smells, etc) goes on and so do the resumes I send.

I think my skepticism of "the work world" started in high school. I worked at a chain bookstore and it was awful. The people were rude and when it was slow it was ssllooww... in fact, I remember falling asleep in the kids section and waking up just in time to go home. That's when the camp counselor jobs and coffee shops became my thing. Now I have this expensive piece of paper on my wall and I refuse to let it constrict me to a horrible, meaningless job and that isn't too much to ask for, right?

So my recent run of luck has been less than spectacular. It all started with my summer internship. I was so hopeful, so enthusiastic and so completely clueless that they saw me as free labor and nothing more. Hardly the "wow, you are fabulous we can't let you leave. Please accept our offer and the perks that come along with it" I was hoping for.

Then there was the internship interview that included meeting with five people in the agency and a writing test, only to wait months until "they" decided "they" couldn't afford to take on a part-time intern. (I still don't know who the "they" is/are)

And now, I work for a radio group in the promotions department. I hand out free stuff, play loud music, stand out in the cold for long periods of time, wait for an email schedule that is subject to change each day, wait for phone calls about time changes and every once in a while, score concert tickets. It really isn't so bad.

For once I would like to put out an ad for a company. I would like to say this is what I am looking for, these are my qualifications, this is what I am willing to do for you, this is the environment I want to be a part of and if you think you qualify you can email me a cover letter, resume, references, samples of work and web site, if available. 

Ahh well... there are plenty of odd jobs out there. Right now I'm considering substitute teaching. I love city kids, hate cubicle jobs and I have a degree so that should be worth something. Hmm, it's been a recurring idea for the last month and my application is almost complete. Something is making me hesitate, I don't know if it's that I think "what if one of the thirty resumes I have out in the universe works out... could I just quit?" 

Actually, that is the exact reason why I'm sitting on it. I hate the idea of abandoning that job because there is such a great need for good people in the school system. I would feel really bad about ditching out on the teachers and students. Well, we'll see what I end up doing with that...

My point with this entry is to say this sucks for everyone. It's not just me that hates going through it, it is universal and I need to remember that each time I start whining about how much life blows and blah, blah, blah. I suppose without this struggle it would be harder to appreciate the "big break" when it does happen. So in reality, those of us in this situation are lucky. We won't take our opportunities for granted and maybe, when the time comes, we'll find ways to helps others get their appendages in the door, up the stairs and in to a position they love.

Here's to the future....
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Now What?


I feel that we are defined by our educational experiences. Think about it, we start out in pre-school and kindergarten learning how to leave mom and dad for the day. It's the first time we have to listen to someone else and interact with other kids. This big step leads to junior high and high school. When we take a deep breath after high school graduation, we move on to college life. Completely different and completely life changing, for those that experience it. 

I went to Wartburg College in Waverly, Iowa. My B.A is in Communication Arts: Public Relations and Electronic Media. I lived with the same 7 girls for 3 years, was really involved on campus, didn't stress over grades in the traditional sense but overall, it was a wonderful experience I feel lucky to have had. 

The "last day" was really rushed. None of my roommates had packed up, we intended to stay as late as possible.. or at least until Res Life kicked us out. The day itself wasn't very memorable.. except for the football player who puked during morning rehearsal. I could not wrap my mind around the fact that it was all over. Unless I chose to go to grad school, this was it. Weird.

Since May my friends and I have talked about the "weirdness." For example, the entire month of September I kept feeling really guilty but could not figure out why, until I realized it was because I felt like I had be skipping 3 weeks of class. Life without the papers, group projects and campus life seems so out of place but that's how post-grad life is I guess.. we all feel out of place for a while.

I decided to create this blog for those feeling out of place or reflecting on their twenties laughing at my naivety. Either way, I welcome the views and comments and I hope you enjoy.  

  
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