It’s been over 8 months since graduation and I still haven’t landed on my feet yet, thanks to me being a part of other people’s shitty business ventures that haven’t exactly turned out well. First the go-nowhere internship late last year and now just recently my boss decided to cut her losses and retire early, leaving some people out of a job. I also got word that I probably won’t be getting into the school I applied for in the fall, so I may be looking at next year instead. That in itself is irritating because they had me upgrade my 11th grade math, and the first day of class they taught us how to add fractions and round numbers. I’ve told everyone that if I didn’t get into the program because they didn’t think I could do shit like that, then I’d be pissed. I guess it’s starting to look that way.
I had a break down yesterday thinking about this, because I don’t know what the hell to do now. I’m without a plan and for once in my life I have no clue what I’m supposed to do. Here’s to life and its twists and turns.
It feels nice to be employed and paid for something you did, regardless of whether you were kicking and screaming while doing it or not. I’m not terribly excited about what I’m doing, but it’s still early and it might lead to something exciting down the road, so the way I see it I might as well lay down the foundation and see where it takes me.
I never thought I’d say this but I’m hoping to get back to school, and if things go well I’ll be hitting the books again starting this fall. There was a period of time after I left school where I was happy to be done with all that schooling and actually start my career, but I guess after some soul searching I realized that there’s the chance that I would never be happy doing something that’s available to me now unless I took a chance and went back. I probably shouldn’t be surprised since I had mixed feelings about graduating last fall. We’ll see what happens.
Take the time to treasure being around the people you love. I don’t think it’s something many of us do until it’s too late.
Tomorrow night may possibly be the last game my beloved Canucks play this season, which will cap off one of the most polarizing and disappointing seasons I’ve ever witnessed. From a team that ‘struggled’ to win the Presidents Trophy to potentially being swept by the 8th seed, there’s going to be questions this off season. But I’d rather take an early round exit over a heartbreaking game 7 of the Stanley Cup finals any day. Regardless, I hope my pessimism doesn’t translate into the end of the season for my team.
Completed the Sun Run this past Sunday and while I’m never content with the results, I was at least relieved that I did it under an hour, something I didn’t do last year. I still rage when I see walkers in front of me. Come on, don’t start in the green zone with your strollers and walking sticks when it’s obvious you’re not going to finish in an hour. I’m especially talking to you, ladies of the Sunshine Walkers Club. Camaaaan.
Debating on whether to finally take the plunge and get some recording gear. I’ve got some ideas floating around and I’d like to start uploading content onto my pathetic SoundCloud account.
I can’t wait until Diablo 3 comes out. Playing with random pubs on League of Legends is starting to bum me out.
Kudos to my amigo Bryan for finally turning me into Japandroids. Their new single is brilliant. And they’re from Vancouver!
And if you’re wondering, yes, I have already pre-ordered the limited edition vinyls for their new album. This just confirms the long standing belief amongst my friends that I am indeed a tool…. but vinyls are cool. Camaaaan!
In an effort to extend my posting streak on here of at least making one every month – which started back in 2008 – I’m going to make one tonight before I forget to do it tomorrow.
While I was engaged in some mind-numbing work for this real estate company i’m with, I had her on my playlist. And honestly, after years of listening to her, she never gets old.
Watch. The original isn’t too shabby either, as is the band.
And my apologies if this blog is slowly morphing into some sort of creepy Brian Fallon/The Gaslight Anthem shrine. It’s the kind of mood I’m in these days.
Still up at 4 in the morning, so I’ll spend some time here.
Thanks to all who wished me well on my birthday this weekend. If there’s one thing I’ve learned throughout the years, it’s to treasure and never take for granted the friends you have. I feel blessed knowing that there are those who are willing to stand behind me, and on Sunday that belief was validated.
If some of you have been wondering, the event that myself and countless other interns through the year, through all the setbacks and postponements, has been officially cancelled. My former CEO made the announcement on her Facebook and also declared her foundation dead. Despite being one of the worst bosses I’ve ever worked for, I hold no grudges against her. I guess I’m a little sad that it’s over for her, which is a strange feeling considering her treatment of the interns during our time there. There’s just something about seeing everything fall around someone that is deserving of my sympathy. I wouldn’t be surprised if she just fell off the map completely with the fallout that ensued shortly after the announcement.
I really couldn’t imagine myself being in this position at this point in my life. I was lucky with the internship earlier, but trying to find something that actually pays is a bit more challenging than I thought it would. I’m already considering more schooling in the fall, which is something I really don’t want to do, but when you’re faced with a job market that’s way too small to accommodate the amount of people in this city in similar situations, it’s a challenge to even be noticed. The only silver lining is that I’m still relatively young, so set backs like these aren’t going to kill me. But in the mean time, the only thing I can do is hope someone takes a chance on me.
The one thing I can never understand is when someone says they miss unemployment. Really? Someone actually said that to me, and it still baffles me weeks later.
Blink 182 told me to stay young. Jimmy Eat World taught me that ‘even at 25 we gotta start sometime.’ Jack Johnson and Coldplay taught me about love. The Gaslight Anthem showed me that it’s OK to suffer, while The Bouncing Souls showed me that there will be better days.
A month into the new dragon boating season and one thing’s for sure, I feel like a first year paddler all over again. But I made the decision to join a more competitive team, went into it knowing that I would get rocked by a tougher coach and being alongside better and stronger paddlers. All of a sudden, I find myself being the mouse on the team. But that’s OK, because I feel like I’m being challenged for the first time in years.
…although I feel a little ashamed of that, since I consider myself a huge Jimmy Eat World fan and this was uploaded 3 years ago when Chase This Light came out. Blargh.
I would love to find the entire thing, wherever it may exist.