Ugh....really? It's been 11 days? What the hell am I doing with my life? You would think that keeping my email about blogging in my inbox, staring at me accusingly every day would keep me going, but it's been tough. Sorry followers, I'll be better!
To my blog counterpart, congratulations on the on-campuses! To my followers....well, sorry this is a post from me because I guarantee it is much less exciting. Ha.
My number of job interviews since last post = ....wait for it.....ZERO! Hooray!!!! Ugh.
I'm trying really hard not to get down about things, but it's a little frustrating when it seems like everyone around me has an interview a week. Our program director is like super supportive and full of rainbows and sunshine and keeps telling us how this is an unprecedented year in the search process, that no cohort has every had so many interviews this early in the game, how it's totally fine if we aren't getting floods of emails and calls yet....right. Still tough to be one of the ones needing the reassurance. If any of you out there just want to send me random messages offering me interviews, that would be great.
In a sick way though, it's kind of fun. The commiserating part, I mean. All of the second-years in my program are basically in the same boat, so we always have something to talk about. We all are trying not to scream at parents every time they ask "how's the job search?", trying to remember that we should probably at least attempt to finish strong at work, trying to pretend we don't check our personal work inboxes at least 5 times more than we used to hoping for some kind of notice....I don't know. Maybe I sound crazy. But I'm pretty sure I'll look back on this time and laugh about all of our nonsense, and I'll be nostalgic about it too. It makes me sad that my best friend from the program is already off and working his little heart out -- like he's missing out on some sick version of fun.
Anyway, moving on. I guess it's a positive thing that the majority of applications I have submitted are at least still in process or something -- like, I'm not getting active rejections. That's something, right? Woo - positivity!
In other news...well, there's not a lot. We are officially in banquet/stress season, so I will be wearing a garbage bag to hooding to accommodate the 900 pounds I will gain between now and then. Come at me, pizza. Umm...I have 3 more assignments for classes. Just THREE. But my motivation to do them is at absolute zero. My final paper is for this one class where I've definitely been ummm "phoning it in" all semester (do people even say that?!?!) -- I wonder if my professor will notice if I write the entire thing in a wine haze the night before it's due? That's a good idea, right?
Kids, professionals with their lives together, potential employers, parents, current first-years in student affairs....whoever is out there....don't judge me. It's not nice.
So yeah, that's where things are right now. Tonight I was working at my office (yes, it's Sunday), and I had to leave at 9:00 pm because I was alone and I laughed for 10 minutes straight listening to Jim Gaffigan on Spotify. I almost passed out from laughing so hard, so I left, because I didn't want my body to be found at my desk tomorrow morning. Talk about awkward. Let me see if I can find that gem for you...Okay, can't find the video. But if you have Spotify...Jim Gaffigan, Mr. Universe, track 12 - Subway. That and a bottle of $4 Moscato...you've got yourself a night, darling.
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