The Thirst I Feel

July 30, 2010

I know I needed a break after leaving NYC. I needed to come home, relax, chill with my family, and catch up on my sanity. But I’m not the kind of person who can sit around for long. I need something to do. If I weren’t at home and sitting on a beach in the Greek Isles, or romping around South East Asia, that would be cool. But sitting around doing nothing at home has finally become unbearable.

I need a job. I’ve applied to 15 jobs, and I want to hear back now. I think my current disadvantage is that I don’t have any mode of transportation. Now that my brother drives, I don’t have regular access to a car. I have to coordinate with my parents before I commit to plans. If I get a job in the Bay Area, I don’t know what I’ll do. If I get one in Los Gatos, I can get a bike, but other than that, I’m screwed. If I go anywhere else – Seattle, NYC, Atlanta, SF – then I can use public transportation, but I’ll still have to pay rent somewhere. And the temp agencies in this area say there are no jobs available anywhere.

And people say that now is a great time for internships. Well no shit: people don’t have to pay interns. I’ve had my share of internships, I’ve acquired all this great experience, and I’ve honed all these great skills. So why haven’t I been given a job yet?


Time to Repair

July 26, 2010

I recently closed my bank accounts with Chase and opened one with First Republic Bank. While it’s not quite in line with what Move Your Money recommends, I still feel a lot better about it. Why? Because First Republic was bought my Merrill Lynch, who was then bought by Bank of America, and to make a long story short, First Republic raised enough money to buy themselves out. Now they’re a private bank, and while they have to go public within the next two years (I think), I’m so happy and so in love, and Chase can suck my dick.

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The Coldest Winter

July 18, 2010

Since July 1st I’ve been spending quality time with my lovely manfriend/boyfriend/thing. Today he left and I’m sad. Very sad. And now I have to continue my job search.

I feel conflicted. Most people say to me “These are your best years! Do whatever you want to do! No regrets! Blah blah blah!”, which means they don’t think I should go to Atlanta where my manfriend will be posted. But if these are supposed to be the best years of my life, do I really want to work a 9 to 5 job? I’m lucky enough not to have any loans or debts to pay back, so…why should I?

I’d really love to go to Atlanta, hang out with my manfriend, get a part-time job, and work on┬ámy photo project. Wouldn’t you say that’s a great way to spend the next year? I would never consider going to Atlanta if it weren’t for him, but isn’t trying new things part of all this?

On the other hand, do I really want to be in Atlanta? My connections are in NYC, I have friends in NYC, and I love the job opportunities in NYC. It’s all very confusing, but that’s what I hope to figure out in the next couple of weeks. I may or may not continue to stay incommunicado, but I just needed to say my piece for now.