Well, I'll post about life at my new job in a future blog, but for now I just need to rant about all of the random things that irritate me as of late, some with or without explanation. I have no idea how long this list will be considering I'm simultaneously watching Dawson's Creek. Yeah, I know. Judge me.
1. People who TRY to be hipster. That's not hipster and it doesn't MAKE you hipster. Stop trying. If someone is hipster, they just are. It's not because they make it a point to go out and buy certain clothes, shoes or go to certain places. It's just who they are and those are things they do. It's not forced.
2. Shows like this new show on TLC called "Virgin Diaries". Alright, so I'm all for people having freedom of choice...whether that means having sex before marriage or abstaining. But not even KISSING before your wedding day? I just don't get why people are so afraid of ANY physical intimacy. It is perfectly normal and okay to SHOW someone you love them through affection. It's not a bad, dirty, or scary thing. Also, if you're going to wait until your wedding day to kiss your spouse, that's going to make all of your other physical interactions EXTREMELY awkward. See: http://www.happyplace.com/12508/virgin-newlywed-couple-have-most-awkward-first-kiss-ever
4. In addition to that last point, sexual attraction is normal and dare I say, NATURAL. The fact that people coin these as "impure" is absurd. Having a thought is a lot different than acting on it. Learn self control. Oh and going off of this, let's address modesty, since I watch Sistser Wives and they talked about their modest dress. If you seriously still believe that you're tempting men by the way that you dress, WAKE UP. Why is the blame always placed on the woman? What about a man's self control? No, I'm not saying dress trashy. But really, wear what you want. Clothes are a way to express yourself, not just a way to cover yourself up.
5. A new Vikings Stadium. COME ON! They are 2-9. I don't care what revenue it will supposedly bring to this state. Who builds a team that SUCKS a brand new stadium!?!
6. I cannot even believe there are women that are not feminists. Or that think it's all radical thinking and a bad thing. That's like blatantly saying "I do not believe I am as equal as a man". Think for yourself. Make our own decisions. No man is in control of you. Don't be a puppet. Geez.
7. The fact that I'm totally blanking on all the other things that have been annoying me recently all because I'm so focused on Dawson's Creek.
Monday, November 28, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Don't settle
I haven't blogged since the end of March! Why? Because I was so busy trying to figure out my life and coming to terms with the fact that my 4 years at Gustavus were coming to an end. And although it took me 5 months after graduation to figure it all out, I'm here and I have at least SOME direction to my life through the end of June.
On Monday, I will start my first day of being a Government Relations Intern at Habitat for Humanity and I couldn't be more excited. I think the most important thing I have learned in this whole job-searching process is to follow your instincts. For months, I networked, did applications and wrote multiple cover letters nearly ever day. Without any results. I felt the most discouraged I have ever felt in my life. I actually felt like a failure. There I sat with a Bachelor of Arts degree and nothing to use it for. There I sat with debt and no way to pay it off. I watched all of my peers and people close to me start on their paths, while I couldn't even begin to find mine.
By the time September rolled around, I thought I may have to swallow my pride. Yes, I had a B.A. but maybe in this economy that wasn't going to matter and I'd just have to take a job that I didn't actually want, in retail or whatever it may be. And everyone was telling me that's exactly what I should do. So, I began to listen and started to apply for things unrelated to my degree and to things that I was certainly overqualified for. Yet no matter how many interviews and job offers I got, something just didn't feel right. I felt like I was selling myself short. This is what a lot of my peers may call "being picky".
I call it following my passion. Something told me I wasn't supposed to give that up, that I was capable and that I could do it. That's the problem with our society and our generation. We give up what we truly love for money. Whether it is to make a lot of money or whether it is to make just enough money to keep getting by. We fear the unknown. We fear the darkness that comes before the light. We let go of our passion so that we don't have to struggle so we can get there. We are too scared. And I was scared. But I refused to lose sight of that passion. Because I knew that if I didn't follow it, I'd regret it. And that fear, that hopelessness, the sense of being lost for 5 months of my life, was all worth it. Because if I would have followed anything other than my passion, I would have still been lost. Possibly for the rest of my life.
I really think Steve Jobs said it best:
On Monday, I get to start to do what I believe is great work. And to love what I do. All because I didn't settle.
On Monday, I will start my first day of being a Government Relations Intern at Habitat for Humanity and I couldn't be more excited. I think the most important thing I have learned in this whole job-searching process is to follow your instincts. For months, I networked, did applications and wrote multiple cover letters nearly ever day. Without any results. I felt the most discouraged I have ever felt in my life. I actually felt like a failure. There I sat with a Bachelor of Arts degree and nothing to use it for. There I sat with debt and no way to pay it off. I watched all of my peers and people close to me start on their paths, while I couldn't even begin to find mine.
By the time September rolled around, I thought I may have to swallow my pride. Yes, I had a B.A. but maybe in this economy that wasn't going to matter and I'd just have to take a job that I didn't actually want, in retail or whatever it may be. And everyone was telling me that's exactly what I should do. So, I began to listen and started to apply for things unrelated to my degree and to things that I was certainly overqualified for. Yet no matter how many interviews and job offers I got, something just didn't feel right. I felt like I was selling myself short. This is what a lot of my peers may call "being picky".
I call it following my passion. Something told me I wasn't supposed to give that up, that I was capable and that I could do it. That's the problem with our society and our generation. We give up what we truly love for money. Whether it is to make a lot of money or whether it is to make just enough money to keep getting by. We fear the unknown. We fear the darkness that comes before the light. We let go of our passion so that we don't have to struggle so we can get there. We are too scared. And I was scared. But I refused to lose sight of that passion. Because I knew that if I didn't follow it, I'd regret it. And that fear, that hopelessness, the sense of being lost for 5 months of my life, was all worth it. Because if I would have followed anything other than my passion, I would have still been lost. Possibly for the rest of my life.
I really think Steve Jobs said it best:
On Monday, I get to start to do what I believe is great work. And to love what I do. All because I didn't settle.
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