Four and a half years of my life. Hours spent in libraries, labs, study groups...blood, sweat, and tears shed in abundance. (Also some crazy good times, too, but still.) Earning my Bachelor's of English was tough stuff. And besides a shiny '08 tassel and a crisp diploma, I feel I don't have much to show for it. No job. Sad.
After analyzing my goals and dreams, after consulting the wisest people in my life, after prayer and frustration and rejection letter after rejection letter, I think I might go to grad school. Personally I'm interested in pursuing the Master's of Information and Library Science; that's right, I (think I) want to be a librarian!
photo courtesy of (Erik) on holidays... via flickr.com
Since I am still in the beginning stages of graduate school contemplation, the rest of this entry is devoted to the general. A quick question shot out to wikianswers informed me that only 9.4% of the population has earned a Master's Degree. That's really not very many, which makes me think, is graduate school that fearsome?
Fortunately, our very own Experience.com has some fantastic resources for those of us contemplating higher education. Seriously, if you have ever thought about continuing on with your academic pursuits, check out this page. It has answers to questions you didn't even know you were asking! From whether grad school is for you to how to get in to financial aid opportunities, this place has it all.
So, let me hear it. Anyone else interested in everlasting education?
Career Student
How do we stop this...???
Goodbye College
One thing no one prepares you for when you graduate is leaving the college culture.
Things I miss about college:
- Walking into people's dorms/apartments uninvited but welcomed.
- Going out to eat and being able to walk.
- Walking, in general.
- Hiking and waterfalls in Ithaca.
- Study groups.
- A big quiet library and computer lab and the convenience of having both - right there.
- Something to do every Friday and Saturday without fail.
- My friends love and passion for music.
With work being as time consuming as it is, I know I haven't been taking the time to appreciate where I am. Some of my friends from high school recently moved to Arizona and were visiting last weekend. My friend Tara and I talked about finding a job. It made me realize that I am very lucky to be working and happy to be in a management position. I like doing something that matters.
Today, I have to take off early from work to go to my other part-time job working for a promotions company called Supernova. I coordinate and organize one concert a month for this company. I really love it. I wish that it could be more of a full time position because it's what I want to do. Sometimes I worry that I won't get to where I want to be, and I'm losing sight of what I want. I don't know if this is a problem for all graduates. But working for Supernova allows me to remember that music is my passion and I want to be as close to it as possible. I love the smell of concert venues and the idea of music bringing people together. When I start to think about working in music and working side by side with people who create music I get excited and even nervous. It's crazy the emotional impact that music has on me.
Unfortunately my boss called me and reminded me that tonight is Warped Tour in Buffalo. It made me sad that I had forgotten. I haven't been to Warped Tour in years but every year I sort of plan to go. I have no idea what it would be like now. Even as an 18 year old going, I remember feeling like the oldest person there. I can feel that my time has passed for just going to shows as a kid, and the experiences I've had in my life are leading me to having a job with music.
My friend Joyce told me the other night, as she's uncertain about her future as well, "We will all get what we want eventually, it just takes longer for some of us to get there." I think she's right.
Movie Madness!!
I don't know about the rest of the country, but my chunk of land is HOT these days. Step outside and you feel like you're swimming in sticky, sweaty air. Gross. All I can say is, thank goodness for the Summer Blockbusters; the larger-than-life movies that offer a 1-3 hour oasis of air conditioned, mind-blowing bliss...
I've already experienced some fabulous films this season. This weekend I am absolutely stoked for The Dark Knight. I believe it's not an overstatement to say 2/3rds of the world agrees with me. (The rest surely would if they paid attention to such matters). Another one I'm eager for? Step Brothers. Yep; I'm a Ferrell fan.
So, since I've been hitting the theatres up hard-core and suggesting you do the same, here are some mini-reviews of flicks I've seen so far this season:
Get Smart. Hilarious--especially for those of us who enjoyed the old TV show! Anne Hathaway's "99" is pitch-perfect. Die-hard Don Adams devotees beware: Steve Carell offers more stock-Carell comedy than Maxwell Smart. Still, this film is FUN.
The Love Guru. This movie inevitably suffers from what I call "The J Factor." Translation: it has a Jessica in it. Sorry, people, but face it: Jessicas Alba, Biel, and Simpson are not good actors. That aside, this movie had some cute parts, but ultimately was just a mess. Watch Get Smart twice instead.
Hancock. This was a pleasant surprise. It definitely has it's comedic moments, and of course awesome action, but there's a deeper tale that unfolds that, to me, was unexpected and well-played. Touching, even. Plus Jason Bateman is just plain great.
Hellboy II: The Golden Army. I am completely on the fence for this film. The plot is just bizarre...but it's supposed to be. The lines are quite cheesy, which, again, they are intended to be; but they just didn't do it for me. However, the special effects are fantastic. The mythical creatures and directing are both dazzling, and I'd say see it for that reason alone, especially if you dug Pan's Labyrinth. Frankly, though, if you're hungry for a comic flick, watch Iron Man again (GREAT MOVIE!) and then The Dark Knight this weekend!
New Beginnings
Yesterday my boss, Josh, called me into his office. It had not been the best day out in the fields. I cringed. Put on my best I'm-really-sorry-I'll-do-better-tomorrow- face and walked into his office.
"The Summer is almost over, Leash."
"Yeah, I know," I said, thinking I was prepared for what was coming next.
"So, I know you applied for the project coordinator position, I know how hard you've been working this year and I wanted to tell you I'm personally going to do what I can for you to get it. Our executive is going to make a trip down here to interview with you."
I smiled. That was not what I expected. Especially before our weekly field managing meeting at the pub down the street. I was thinking I was just about to be reamed out for losing that major donor.
I'm trying not to get as excited as I want to. I've been here before. Promised jobs by people. Told I had a good chance of getting a job and not even getting a phone call. It's been frustrating. The best thing about working this summer has been being too busy to think about what I am going to do next. I had been putting it off. But now maybe things are going to turn around. I will finally have a salary and health insurance, and will still be doing something I care about. I won't be compromising what I believe in for a job, and I won't be bored. I can move out of my parents house and have a small space and lots of potted plants and a bike. Actually, I'm pretty excited.
Luck.

Get by with a little help from your friends...
I'm sure ya'll are familiar with the term "support system." You know, the people you surround yourself with to cheer you up, cheer you on, etc. The notion is probably a little cliche, but it really is a good idea to take a moment and make sure you've got one in place. School = stress, after all. Or, maybe you're like me--graduated yet no job landed. Not fun. Maybe you've graduated and do have a career in place. Regardless of your specific situation, they haven't coined the term "quarter life crisis" for nothing, right?
Here's a glimpse at my support system. It's only fair that I share mine, because I really want you readers to share yours!
Numero uno: Faith. It's amazing how connecting with something/one bigger than yourself can make you feel secure. Especially if your future is unsure; Faith can really give you a purpose in life, beyond sitting on your parent's couch watching Project Runway marathons. Not that there's anything wrong with that...;)
video courtesy of jimvwmoss...because it's adorable.
Family. Whatever your particular family situation, I hope that there is at least one relation who you can relate to. Get it? Take my mom and step-dad for instance. Last night, I literally (accidentally) burned a giant hole through our front porch. That's fire damage, people. But they still love me, and I still live there. It's pretty nice to know that clearly no matter how much I screw up, they've got my back.
Take a guess on number 3..........yep, you got it---friends. It's hard leaving school and losing your dorm buddies and classmates. Thanks to Facebook and Myspace, you don't have to lose touch permanently. But there's other options, too. Recently, I've started hanging out with one of my best friends from high school again. I also spend a lot of time with my cousins--now that we're older we get a long surprisingly well!
And the last source I've found is a little less intimate, but definitely encouraging. It's the people who work at the places I haunt. Specifically, the local librarian and crew. I spend a lot of time here (I'm typing from the library now), and just by being friendly I've got some people interested in who I am and what I do, which is nice. Also, I've established "my" coffee house of choice, and it's the same deal there. A bit of the Cheers theme song is SO true, sometimes you really DO have to go where everybody knows your name.
Tell me: who supports you??
Summer Canvassing
I have been working for a non for profit organization called NYPIRG. (The New York Public Interest Research Group ---> www.nypirg.org.) I have declined to write about it since it was definitely not part of the graduation/life plan. I have worked for NYPIRG for the past three summers. I always considered it a great summer job and part of what was so great about it was that it ended at the end of the summer. There were no awkward goodbyes when I left because come the end of August, everyone left. In the Buffalo office, there is a small staff of about 20 people, mostly being college aged kids, some in school, and some not. All of them good people wanting to fit in somewhere and all wanting to do their part in helping their community and bettering themselves. I always loved the respect and appreciation everyone gave to each other in this organization. Going door-to-door touting the evils of mercury and green-house gas emissions is not an easy thing. We all understand that, and we're all in it together, day in and day out.
This summer we're campaigning to decrease pollution that is adding to global warming. NYPIRG effects state policy and we plan to win. I'm excited to see what happens when the New York Senate meets again.
It was funny that I fell into working for NYPIRG. I had never been particularly into politics. I always felt personally responsible in reducing, reusing and recycling. Honestly, living at school I didn't have very many "things" at all that I could throw out. (I'm kind of a minimalist.) That was something I had to readjust to at home. Three non-working computers in the basement and buying a new one. (What???) Anyway, I liked the idea of working for the environment being myself, dressing how I wanted to, and having this immediate group of friends who had the same ideologies as I did. Now I was raising money making a quantitative impact on environmental policy through communities that supported my work. I was happy. And again, after every door slam, I would remember, this ends in August.
This summer is not exactly the same case. I was promoted to field manager after three weeks of working as a canvasser. My best friends at work left. I am in a management role for the first time in my life where I am working above people, and realizing relationships aren't quite the same when you're someone's boss. And what about the end of the summer? No going back to school. Am I going to be out of a job?
I have applied to be a project coordinator for NYPIRG which is year round, salary, a real job. Again, it's funny the path that I've been on this far. I never thought I would be a person who would work in politics but I want this job. I care about it, and the organization. I can't really let go of my desire to travel and work as closely to music as possible but I feel like this is a time in my life where I need to figure out where my priorities lie. Maybe this is the answer I've been looking for.
A little bit goes a long way....
Workers with associate degrees on average earn more money than their counterparts with high school degrees. Anthony Balderrama of Careerbuilder said, "according to the U.S. Census Bureau, over a 40-year period, high school graduates will earn a total of $1.2 million, while workers with associate degrees will earn $1.6 million."2. Dental hygienists Median annual wage: $64,740
3. Fashion designers Median annual wage: $62,810
4. Registered nursesMedian annual wage: $60,010
5. Environmental engineering technicians Median annual wage: $ 40,560
6. Radiologic technologists and techniciansMedian annual wage: $50,260
7. Industrial engineering techniciansMedian annual wage: $47,490
8. Paralegals and legal assistants Median annual wage: $44,990
9. Occupational therapist assistantsMedian annual wage: $45,050
images by www.womenslawproject.org
Ahhhh.....America!

Given that yesterday was the fourth, I feel a post celebrating this American life is appropriate. I could drone on and on about all the perks, but I think my recent visit to the ER encapsulates some of them nicely.
Preface: Tuesday night (alright, technically Wednesday morning, it was 12:30), I took a spill. Slipped on some miscellany junk on my floor, and wound up landing on my chin. Cut to me rubbing said chin, thinking all's well, only to find a handful of blood. Panic, nausea, and near-fainting ensue. The mom throws a wet wash-cloth on it to slow the gushing, the step-dad pulls up the truck, and off we go to the emergency room.
Now, I'm thinking we're over-reacting a bit. People go to the ER in the wee hours because they got shot. Not because they're clumsy fools like me. The medical professionals, however, agreed with the old folk's that my wound needed some help staying shut. Into the room I go!
Here's where the thankfulness-to-America comes in:
1. We have emergency rooms...and competent staff to boot.
2. We have treatment options; instead of black stitches resembling chin-whiskers, I was able to walk out of there with the wound glued up.
3. Tetanus shots. Sure, they cause discomfort. But compared to the alternative (lockjaw, etc.), they are definitively worth it.
4. Animal planet was on the TV. The show? About man-eating tigers in India. Literally hundreds of people get eaten alive by tigers every year. Eaten by a tiger? Cut on the chin. Perspective, people. We've got it good.
5. Related to 4; when I got home there was a tiny, sweet-as-sugar, stray cat hanging out on our front porch. One that liked to be pet and didn't bite. Much better than finding a stray tiger, no? ;)
Why do you guys love America?
Images by: www.sandiego.gov, and Mandy & Arjin










