Today marks a fairly momentous occasion, I am moving out of my apartment.
This particular apartment I have only lived in for about ten months, but all in all, this marks the last apartment that will be supported by a monthly check from my parents.
When I first moved out of the house, and was not in school, I paid my own bills (but still occasionally relied on help from them). However, since I began school I have always relied on the generosity of mom and dad to keep me in room/board.
Today that ends.
I am first making the move to Little Rock where I will be living with a friend's family (note, not "family friend") - not exactly complete independence...but from there I head to Philadelphia. So essentially this is the pre-move, since I am not taking much more than clothes with me to Little Rock.
I took some video of the apartment last night. I am pleased of how it has become home. This is a good thing.
This is scary.
5.26.2007
5.19.2007
the practical things in life
making the perfect resume is a bee eye tea sea aitch.
after several revisions and attempts at different fonts, colors, layouts, wording, ordination, etc. I have decided to start from scratch. reworking simply will not get the task done.
i need something fresh. something innovative. something that says, "I'm unique" but not, "I think I'm unique." maybe some inspiration will come on my road trip tomorrow.
the portfolio is an entirely different matter. it is turning out well, but also turning out to be a lot of work. not to mention, i have no idea how to actually post a website to the web. (future employers, please note: I am fully aware the proper AP use of website is actually Web site.) but as soon as i do, i will post the link so you may all marvel at my genius. or genus (interesting to realize that if you back up a bit, we are all really homos).
back to fido.
after several revisions and attempts at different fonts, colors, layouts, wording, ordination, etc. I have decided to start from scratch. reworking simply will not get the task done.
i need something fresh. something innovative. something that says, "I'm unique" but not, "I think I'm unique." maybe some inspiration will come on my road trip tomorrow.
the portfolio is an entirely different matter. it is turning out well, but also turning out to be a lot of work. not to mention, i have no idea how to actually post a website to the web. (future employers, please note: I am fully aware the proper AP use of website is actually Web site.) but as soon as i do, i will post the link so you may all marvel at my genius. or genus (interesting to realize that if you back up a bit, we are all really homos).
back to fido.
5.17.2007
the feet of the master
as i reflect on my former life as a college student i fondly remember the time spent with my mentor JS. he is, in essence, whom i wish to become.
the wednesday before graduation all the senior PR/J majors thought it would be very clever of us to "kidnap" him and drag him to eat with us, at which time we would heap praise upon him and lavish him with gifts.
as all good and true plans do, this one failed.
instead we finally tracked him down and pleadingly convinced him to meet us at the Oil. once there we did, in fact, heap praise upon him and give him our delightful gift...
and then he spoke.
we were all very used to his speaking, as his advisees we were subject to hours and hours every week...for years. but this time he did not include any clever anecdotes or trivia from the everyday lives of superstars - tonight he spoke with the precise posings of a personal ghandhi. assuring us of our success, and commanding our consecration for the upcoming battle.
never have i seen a group of restless students more focused on what a professor was saying. it was as if we had to read the words as they came out his mouth in order to fully understand them. the whistling espresso machine and boisterous conversations of others in the crowded coffee shop were merely mirrored ripples for the swan to glide upon.
Joshua 3:5
the wednesday before graduation all the senior PR/J majors thought it would be very clever of us to "kidnap" him and drag him to eat with us, at which time we would heap praise upon him and lavish him with gifts.
as all good and true plans do, this one failed.
instead we finally tracked him down and pleadingly convinced him to meet us at the Oil. once there we did, in fact, heap praise upon him and give him our delightful gift...
and then he spoke.
we were all very used to his speaking, as his advisees we were subject to hours and hours every week...for years. but this time he did not include any clever anecdotes or trivia from the everyday lives of superstars - tonight he spoke with the precise posings of a personal ghandhi. assuring us of our success, and commanding our consecration for the upcoming battle.
never have i seen a group of restless students more focused on what a professor was saying. it was as if we had to read the words as they came out his mouth in order to fully understand them. the whistling espresso machine and boisterous conversations of others in the crowded coffee shop were merely mirrored ripples for the swan to glide upon.
Joshua 3:5
the first week
i was wrong.
i was confident that after i graduated i would immediately start receiving checks in the mail - to pay for rent, clothes, food and the like.
apparently i was mistaken.
all this time i have been prepped by my professors as they speak of "the real world," and all this time i kind of assumed they really just meant "post-college."
mistaken again.
they were serious about going forth and conquering...except conquering in this sense is more like napoleon finally convincing the dog to get off his side of the bed...it's going to be a cold winter in russia.
i was confident that after i graduated i would immediately start receiving checks in the mail - to pay for rent, clothes, food and the like.
apparently i was mistaken.
all this time i have been prepped by my professors as they speak of "the real world," and all this time i kind of assumed they really just meant "post-college."
mistaken again.
they were serious about going forth and conquering...except conquering in this sense is more like napoleon finally convincing the dog to get off his side of the bed...it's going to be a cold winter in russia.
5.07.2007
Final stretch
This story begins the week of graduation.
It's funny how my life tends work out, the harder I work the more likely it is that something goes wrong. Not to say that things don't always work out in the end, but if i really pour my sweat, blood and tears into something there is a 90% chance that something major is going to blow-up in my face right before the finish line.
side note: these days you are supposed to watch your blog/facebook/myspace for things that might turn away potential employers/grad schools - so if you are a potential employer/admissions committee, please realize I always finish with excellent results, despite bumps in the road.
All that said...my graduation seems to be extending itself. Through no fault of my own (of course) my internship situation has gone awry. But I'm still walking across that precious proscenium.
I will graduate. Victory will be mine.
It's funny how my life tends work out, the harder I work the more likely it is that something goes wrong. Not to say that things don't always work out in the end, but if i really pour my sweat, blood and tears into something there is a 90% chance that something major is going to blow-up in my face right before the finish line.
side note: these days you are supposed to watch your blog/facebook/myspace for things that might turn away potential employers/grad schools - so if you are a potential employer/admissions committee, please realize I always finish with excellent results, despite bumps in the road.
All that said...my graduation seems to be extending itself. Through no fault of my own (of course) my internship situation has gone awry. But I'm still walking across that precious proscenium.
I will graduate. Victory will be mine.
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