On Life, Learning and ... Work

Whew! It's been a crazy few months. Not that March is going to be any less hectic. But, I can't deny it, part of me lives for the rush of a packed schedule. It makes my bed that much more comfortable at the end of the day...

Lately, I feel as if I'm at a crossroads. As a senior in college, I am hot on the trail of a fabulous job...but it's eluding me yet! (No fear - I will stand victorious...eventually!) The problem I find myself running into is the "lack of experience." Entry-level marketing jobs are almost all sales, while EL PR jobs flat out don't exist. I'm convinced of it... It look like an internship it will be for me, which is absolutely fine. I just need a little bread and water to get by. Well, that's not entirely true. I also need new shoes on pretty much a monthly basis. That habit will be a hard one to kick! Funny story - I actually considered an unpaid internship in NYC in which the reimbursement was not cash (obviously) or college credit (not very useful to me now anyway...) but SHOES and HANDBAGS! Can you say heaven?! I have to say, I actually considered that one for a bit too long. I'm sure my parents would love to support me by paying a sky-high rent in the Big Apple while I prance down Fifth Avenue in my new Louboutins, right? Not so much.

Anyway, back to the point. I am so, so ready to get my career rolling. I only have two months (wow, really just two months?!) of school left, but it's still hard to focus on companion animal biology, the use of poshlost in Chekhov's short stories (although I do absolutely adore Anton), and whether or not Ephesians or Colossians is a pseudo-text or not. No, no, I want to be immersed in pitches and Twitter, blogging and scheduling. Email alerts and conferences and speakers and design and ideas. Maybe six months from now I'll be begging to sit in a UW classroom with a cranky professor (that's unfair, actually. Almost all of my professors were fabulous people. A few I actually really enjoyed.), but I don't think so. I'm approaching my search for a job as a search for a future lifestyle. A lifestyle I'm excited to start; a lifestyle I was made to live; a lifestyle that will challenge me, challenge the people around me, and bring a good night's sleep at the end of the day.

So, for the next three years, I'm preparing myself for the reality of living on a minimal budget in a superbly over-priced city for the love of PR! And whatever I end up not loving, I'll just Tweet about. I mean, who needs therapy when you can have the entire world listening to you?

Bring it on world. Bring it on PR agencies (please!!!).

Carpe diem, folks. And goodnight. For now, I'll continue writing analytic papers on Russian literature until I lay my head to rest on my sweet, soft pillow and dream of sugarplum fairies and press releases...

But if I don't find a job, I'll just go on The Bachelor and woo my way into a lifetime filled with ABC endorsements and insta-celebrity status (and love) at the ripe ole age of 23. I mean, it worked for Vienna, right?