I got some good news today: I finally heard back from an internship that I reeeally wanted. I've been emailing back and forth with the art director, sent her some of my best ad designs, and gave her the reassurance of how much I wanted this. A week and a half of nothing...and I hear something. They want to bring me in. They want to bring me in. They want to get to know ME. How exciting :)
Wish me luck, my dear bloggers!
Monday, August 30, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
The quest is on
•Starting over from scratch
or
•Being unhappy, pretending not to be, and still doing the same thing over and over and over.
I pick starting over from scratch.
Thus, I am in search of an advertising/design/marketing internship. Yes, you heard me: the dreaded internship. That means many, many hours of "bitch work," time and dedication I would give to a real job, and all for zero pay. But (there's always a bright side, right?) I gain the experience I don't have yet, I get to see the inside workings of agencies, and I'll (hopefully) make amazing connections that can help me at the end of the semester when I try (yet again) to find a full time job.
So the search begins. One interview down, one email full of design samples, and hopefully more to come. The only bad thing? Income. Say I get an internship - do I find another part time job? Do I live off Dickse Dust (title compliments of Catie Kuisis) for a few months? And what if I get two internships that work out? Then what? Do I work those out? Maybe doing the nanny thing part time along with one or two internships?
There is one thing I do know: I do NOT want to keep my current job (yes, there are some perks such as traveling to Texarkana which would mean two weeks at home. aka: my own bed, full parent attention and homecooked meals). Every day that I drive to Dallas is another day closer to when I get to quit. All I'm waiting for is one little internship offer.
Dear blogger, this is a complicated time (tack on other complications in different areas of my life, also) and trying to figure it all out is beyond hard. I have to consider my future, my feelings, and (as hard and confusing as it is) trying to figure out what's going on in other people's minds.
All I know is this: I'll take it one day at a time, keep looking, and keep living. And the best way I can think of is by surrounding myself with the people I love and who make me happy. Laughing is the best medicine, you know :)
or
•Being unhappy, pretending not to be, and still doing the same thing over and over and over.
I pick starting over from scratch.
Thus, I am in search of an advertising/design/marketing internship. Yes, you heard me: the dreaded internship. That means many, many hours of "bitch work," time and dedication I would give to a real job, and all for zero pay. But (there's always a bright side, right?) I gain the experience I don't have yet, I get to see the inside workings of agencies, and I'll (hopefully) make amazing connections that can help me at the end of the semester when I try (yet again) to find a full time job.
So the search begins. One interview down, one email full of design samples, and hopefully more to come. The only bad thing? Income. Say I get an internship - do I find another part time job? Do I live off Dickse Dust (title compliments of Catie Kuisis) for a few months? And what if I get two internships that work out? Then what? Do I work those out? Maybe doing the nanny thing part time along with one or two internships?
There is one thing I do know: I do NOT want to keep my current job (yes, there are some perks such as traveling to Texarkana which would mean two weeks at home. aka: my own bed, full parent attention and homecooked meals). Every day that I drive to Dallas is another day closer to when I get to quit. All I'm waiting for is one little internship offer.
Dear blogger, this is a complicated time (tack on other complications in different areas of my life, also) and trying to figure it all out is beyond hard. I have to consider my future, my feelings, and (as hard and confusing as it is) trying to figure out what's going on in other people's minds.
All I know is this: I'll take it one day at a time, keep looking, and keep living. And the best way I can think of is by surrounding myself with the people I love and who make me happy. Laughing is the best medicine, you know :)
Sunday, August 22, 2010
My own welcome party to the blogging world
Hello bloggers! Guess what, I'm one of you now!
I've always wanted to start a blog, but didn't feel like I had much to write about. That is, until I graduated TCU and started my career journey. You know, it's a lot harder than anyone every let on. Actually, it sucks.
All of the internships I had, all of the hopes that part time jobs would turn full time, all of the hours I put in my first real job, and still here I am, sitting in my new grownup apartment with my new grownup diploma not happy and still not knowing what to do. You should know, being unhappy is a new feeling for me. I'm that girl who never has a bad day. I try very hard to always see the glass as half full and constantly look for the silver lining because I always believed it was there. I'm the eternal optimist, but unfortunately, I blame that outlook for some of the unhappiness I'm feeling. I've learned in these past couple of months that finding my niche in life isn't as easy as putting a smile on, wearing my cute new "young and professional yet still trendy" wardrobe and thinking happy thoughts. It's tiring, it's emotional, and it's just plain hard sometimes.
I picked my first major (English) because it made me happy. I picked my second major (Advertising/Public Relations) because I'm not disillusioned enough to think I can get through with my lifestyle on a restricted income (hellooo, I happen to be Burberry's BIGGEST fan, in case you didn't know). Turns out, I'm rather good at being creative. Turns out, it made me happy, too. Now, if only the advertising agencies could see that. All they see is a bad economy, my lack of real world experience and a multitude of recent college grads looking for the same thing I am. Now, not to toot my own horn, but I happen to think I have the ability and talent to stand above the rest (okay: toot toot)...or at least add some sort of competition for the rest. But even with all things considered, here I am stuck in a marketing job (which, by the way, really isn't as similar to advertising as I had initially thought) and looking for something else - something better, more fit to me and my skills/passions.
So, in conclusion, dear blogger, this is my outlet. Get ready for the ride of your life because through all of my job interviews, resume updates and internet searches, I'll be including you all in for the stories, good and bad, as I try to find my place in this crazy world.
I've always wanted to start a blog, but didn't feel like I had much to write about. That is, until I graduated TCU and started my career journey. You know, it's a lot harder than anyone every let on. Actually, it sucks.
All of the internships I had, all of the hopes that part time jobs would turn full time, all of the hours I put in my first real job, and still here I am, sitting in my new grownup apartment with my new grownup diploma not happy and still not knowing what to do. You should know, being unhappy is a new feeling for me. I'm that girl who never has a bad day. I try very hard to always see the glass as half full and constantly look for the silver lining because I always believed it was there. I'm the eternal optimist, but unfortunately, I blame that outlook for some of the unhappiness I'm feeling. I've learned in these past couple of months that finding my niche in life isn't as easy as putting a smile on, wearing my cute new "young and professional yet still trendy" wardrobe and thinking happy thoughts. It's tiring, it's emotional, and it's just plain hard sometimes.
I picked my first major (English) because it made me happy. I picked my second major (Advertising/Public Relations) because I'm not disillusioned enough to think I can get through with my lifestyle on a restricted income (hellooo, I happen to be Burberry's BIGGEST fan, in case you didn't know). Turns out, I'm rather good at being creative. Turns out, it made me happy, too. Now, if only the advertising agencies could see that. All they see is a bad economy, my lack of real world experience and a multitude of recent college grads looking for the same thing I am. Now, not to toot my own horn, but I happen to think I have the ability and talent to stand above the rest (okay: toot toot)...or at least add some sort of competition for the rest. But even with all things considered, here I am stuck in a marketing job (which, by the way, really isn't as similar to advertising as I had initially thought) and looking for something else - something better, more fit to me and my skills/passions.
So, in conclusion, dear blogger, this is my outlet. Get ready for the ride of your life because through all of my job interviews, resume updates and internet searches, I'll be including you all in for the stories, good and bad, as I try to find my place in this crazy world.
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