Rando

I WISH I WAS DONE WITH SCHOOL.

Left and right all my friends are getting jobs, and I couldn't be more happy for them!  

But within all that joy there is anxiety.  I just wish I was where I am supposed to be.  

If that makes sense.

I'm supposed to be done with school.  But I still have one quarter left.  I don't see that as a failure at all.  I just wish I figured out what I wanted to do earlier in my college career.  But then again, who knows what I'll be doing in 5 or 10 years?

I haven't emailed any HR reps from the MAIP career fair yet...

Partially because I'm lazy/stupid, but also because I don't know what to say.  

I know I need to establish contacts, and build relationship, but honestly, any email I send them will basically be this:

Hi, remember me?  Probably not, but I was at the MAIP career fair, and I don't graduate till December (if all goes according to plan).  I would like to stay in touch with you, so that once I do get close to graduating, I can see if you guys are hiring or not.  And if there are openings, if you'd give me a job!

That's how it goes in my head.  

Of course, I wouldn't actually send that though.  I've got my sights on a company.  But, we'll see.  

Beggars can't be choosers.  

You know that feeling you get when all your friends are out having fun, but for some reason, you cannot join them?  Like that feeling of missing out on something awesome?  

I'm feeling that.  

But I know that I'm here for a reason.  I know that for everything that has happened to me, there is a purpose.  What that purpose is, I do not know, I just know there is a reason for all of this.  I'll figure it out eventually.  But for now, all I can do is wait.  

Waiting sucks.  

There is maybe, and that's a big MAYBE, one reason why waiting can be good.  And that is that during the grueling process of waiting, you might have an epiphany.  

But lets be real, waiting sucks. 

-Waiting to get on a roller coaster sucks.

-Waiting to get a drink/meal at a restaurant sucks.

-Waiting to find out your grade sucks.  (regardless of the grade)

-Waiting for your computer to turn on/off sucks.  (even if I own a Mac)

-Waiting for a movie or CD to download sucks.  (not that I partake in these heinous crimes...)

-Waiting on a table sucks.  (only applicable for waiters.  I've never been one, but I can imagine)

-Waiting for the previews to start at the movie theater sucks.

-Waiting for the previews to be over so the movie can start sucks.

-Waiting for the red light to turn green sucks.

-Waiting for your food at fast-food restaurants sucks.  (it's called fast-food for a reason)

-Waiting for someone to call when you expect it sucks.

-Waiting for someone when you pick them up sucks.

-Waiting to get a ticket for something you have to wait to get into sucks.  (waiting x2!)

This list can go on FOREVER.

You probably hate me right now.  

I don't blame you.

At least you wouldn't have to wait to tell me by leaving me a comment, that is unless you don't have an account on blogger.  In which case, you'd have to wait to tell me...

It's that time of the year.

I'm getting excited for football.

Both professional and college.  

The Browns, hopefully they step it up come the regular season, because this preseason has been awful. 

The Buckeyes.  Is this the year?  I got season tickets for my last quarter.  I hope we make it all the way.  

I just had my first fantasy football draft of the year a few hours ago.  It was a little short of 2 hours long.  It took a lot out of me.  For real.  Sitting in front of a computer for 2 hours straight, looking at nothing but football statistics is harsh on the mind and body.  Especially when it's hot.  

Which brings me to a new topic.  

It's nice and cool outside.  I have my windows open.  And my room is still 20 degrees hotter.  It is so nice outside.  It rained earlier today, and the temperature just dropped.  Yet the apartment is still a sauna.  

I guess the wind doesn't blow in Columbus, Ohio.  

It's a real shame.

I semi cleaned my room.  

What I mean by that is, I took all the clothes from my suitcase (the one I used for MAIP) and put my clothes in my drawers and closet.  

Now I can walk across my room without tripping over a pile of clothes or a suitcase.  

I still have miscellaneous articles of clothing lying around, but I'll get those eventually.

I have to prepare for an interview.  It's on Tuesday, so I guess I will dedicate my whole day tomorrow to preparing for it.  I'm a little nervous, but only because the last interview I had was several months ago, and it was 3 hours long.  This one should only be 30 minutes, but I get nervous easily.  I think it's a confidence issue.  

I remember before my 3 hour interview, I went to career services and got a mock interview, and I got good results, except the one area where I needed improvement was confidence.  

I couldn't agree more.  I've always been a little timid.  I'm still working on the whole, self-confidence thing.  I've had issues before, I probably still do, but for the most part, I really don't care what people think.  But that's not the case when I go interview.  Because in that situation, I do care what people think about me.  

My summer definitely helped my confidence.  I got to intern at a big time advertising agency.  I was initially by myself in New York, where I was forced to make friends or else spend 10 weeks by myself.  I don't think I'm good at making friends.  I still don't think I'm good at it, but by the grace of God, I made great friends this summer.  It all comes together in the end.  

I'm tired of rambling.  

Next time I'll have something more interesting to talk about.  

Transition

So, I'm still not settled.  

I'm still living out of a suitcase.

I'm still depressed.

I always fought for Ohio.  I always reminded myself that it's not so bad.  And it really isn't.  It's not bad at all.  But I'm so used to it, and I'm a little bored of it.

I see some great things about Ohio.  Depending on where you live, it's a great place to raise kids.  Sort of.  I turned out okay, I think.  

But, I can't see myself living here.  Which I think is really funny.  Because when my family initially moved to Fairfax, Virginia, a couple years back, I was so sad.  I was basically leaving everything that I know.  I was basically leaving friends.  But at the time, that's all that mattered to me.  

Needless to say, I got over it.  and the reason why I think it's so funny is because now I want to get out of Ohio.  But it has nothing to do with friends.  I mean, yeah, I know great people in New York City (which is where I want to go), but I feel that it offers me the most opportunities.  And as a plus, I get to be around great people.  

I don't know where I'm going with this.  I'm tired.  I'm a little bored.  And I'm a little depressed hahaha...

I'm going to catch some zzz

The End of the Chronicles

It's been a week since MAIP ended.  Maybe a little longer, but who's counting?  Not me, that's for sure.  

I got back to Columbus on Wednesday night.  It was, different.  But anything would be different after spending almost 10 weeks in New York City.  

I woke up Thursday morning, and I felt like I woke up from the best dream I've ever had (slight exaggeration...).  My point is, MAIP  is over.  It's actually over.  I went into it, with certain expectations.  I knew it was going to be fun, and I knew it was going to be serious.  But never, ever, did I expect it to be what it actually was.  

I cannot put into words my experience this summer.  Some might read this and think I'm full of it crap, but judgers will judge.  I'll take everything for what it's worth.  

I'm stuck in this state of transition.  I've still got school left, but I'm on the verge of being done.  I'm still in my old apartment, but I have to move out by the end of the month and move into a new place at the same time.  I'm trying to adjust to the pace of life here in Ohio, but I don't want to change.  I like the fast pace lifestyle of NY.  I like being stressed out because the train isn't on time (this one is debatable).  

Okay, so I won't really miss the late trains, and the lack of AC in my 2x4 room.  Or the random torrential downpours, and the awful humidity.  Come to think of it, New York is like an oven during the summer.  But those are the small things in life.  And yeah, sometimes the small things matter, but in this case.  In the grand scheme of things.  They don't mean anything.  

What matters most are the people I was with.  The work that we all did, and the fun that we all had.  

I came here looking for lasting friendships (and a potential job).  I've said this once before.  I'll say it again.  I'm not sure if I have succeeded.  Only time can tell.  What I do know, is that at the moment, I couldn't have asked for better friends.  

NYC Chronicles 12

That time is near.  

I extended my flight though, from Sunday night, to Wednesday night.  I'm going to relax in the city, and take it all in for all it's worth.  I'm going to do the things I never go to do during the short 9 weeks I was here (I came a week late, in case some people forgot, which happens more often than not).  

The past two weeks have been both fun and frustrating.  

I put in a lot of hours at work the past 2 weeks to complete an intern project.  

Stayed late at work, did real work at home, slept late, woke up early.  

And then I played whenever I had the chance.  

If there is anything I can say about this summer, I would say, hands down, this has been the best summer of my short life.  There were times where I wish I was a million miles away, and I didn't always see eye to eye with certain people, but in the end, the good things are all that matter. 

I made great friends.  I have great friends.  I cannot say whether or not I have achieved my goal to make lasting friendships.  Only time can tell (cliche), but in the future, we will see who we will surround ourselves with.  

Keeping in touch is not my forte.  I'm in fact, really bad at it.  It's hard enough for me to actually make friends as it is.  But I will try my hardest.  This is when I appreciate AIM, text messaging, and Facebook.  Although, a phone call would be nice, it might be awkward if there is no communication for a year, then you call someone.  

I have more I want to say.

But I have to pack.  I'm about 70% done.  

I'll be back in Ohio on August 13th.  

I still have a ton of pictures to upload.  

Tomorrow's going to suck.