The Crocodile, er...Job Hunter

Crikey!

Resumes, cover letters and writing samples, oh my! I am applying my little (at least considerably smaller, thanks to the gym) tushy off. I am exhausted! I spend my evenings searching through the internet jungle of job postings. I thought this would be easier. When I found my internship, I opened the yellow pages, found a place I wanted to work, called them up, and POOF! I had an internship (which was pretty amazing, I must say). When an organization is going to pay me for my services, they aren't quite as enthusiastic. If everyone wants at least 3-5 years of experience, what are recent grads supposed to do? Does Best Buy count as nonprofit development experience? Psh. At this point, I might have to suck it up and work there for a while after graduation. I only get a 6-month grace period on these student loans. I think it's silly that the only places willing to hire recent graduates are the predatory employers who are looking to farm out bitchwork. They don't want intelligent, educated, qualified people to make a difference, they want bodies to hand out flyers or shove petitions in people's faces on the street corners - NOT for me, thanks. I'm not putting bitchwork down. I understand that I will certainly do my fair share of copying and coffee-fetching for the first year or so. But I also expect to do important work and build my knowledge and experience. The worst job ad for "adventurous recent graduates!!!!" that I saw was for a fellowship promoting social justice in India. I almost applied, until I decided to look at their website. It didn't exist. I'm sure it was some awful ploys to get young, naive college girls to fly out to India, preparing to save the world, only to be shoved into a crate upon arrival and farmed out as sex slaves to Russian businessmen. It's scary to think how many people didn't look at the website first. I, for one, will not be trafficked, thank you very much. Plus, I hate Indian food.

On another note, my roomies are home, and it's a nice change from the silence. We had a bajillion people over last night and they all got trashed and we played poker. I drank my Horizon organic milk, for your information. I'm not drinking until I have enough money to buy it for myself. I've been mooching beer from too many people for too long now. Until I have a sufficient bank account again (10 cents, what?! haha), I will be sticking to good ol' H2O.

Classes start tomorrow, and I am not happy. I thought I would be, after being in school for the past 17 years, but I am certainly not. I LOVE school. It comes very easily to me, and I love that I can learn so many new and exciting things every single day. I love SGA and the other activities I'm involved in. I love being able to stop by a former professor's office just to sit and chat for a few minutes. I love spotting Freshmen (around campus, they constantly scan the area for anyone they know and walk too fast - at parties, they're sloppy-drunk with shirts that show everything God gave them. Freshman spotting really is a sport.). I love circling all the mistakes in the school paper with the other senators and talking about it loudly enough that they can hear me in school paper office across the hall. I love being able to go to class in my pajamas at noon. I love sitting around at 3am on a Tuesday, laughing hysterically with friends, knowing I have a 9:00am class that will be hell to walk through the 2 feet of snow to. I love sitting in the SGA office, laughing way too loud and having way-too-heated discussions about pretty much anything. I just...love this place. I hope I'm ready to leave in the next 3 1/2 months. :o[


Until next time, loyal readers,


Suzalicious

The Big Girl World is Lame

I have been alone in this house for weeks now. I dread the day when I have my very own place and this being alone thing becomes permanent. It is really no fun to cook for just one and to pace around with nothing to do! What the hell will life be like when I'm not surrounded by friends all day long? I spend various parts of my day in classes, and the rest is spent hanging out with a raucous group of amazing people in the SGA office. In the evenings, I hang out with the Cookes (dear God, let's not get started on what I will do when I can't just walk over to their place whenever I'm bored) or enjoy some quiet Suz time in my room at home. My goodness, I can't wait for school to start again so I can restart my routine! I just don't know what people do when they're "real" adults. They work and go home. Maybe they go out on weekends, but sheesh, who do they watch American Idol with? What do they do with all the leftovers inevitably created by cooking for one? Gosh, this is scary; especially since I've been job searching and finding next to nothing in the Dayton area. What will I do if I have to move to some location where I know no one, and work in a place with mostly older people (like 60% of nonprofit employees are Baby Boomers)? Ugh, it's a frightening thought. I've never had to find friends before. Through school, I've always been surrounded by hundreds of people my age. Oh well, it's silly to whine about it now.

I wonder how many of you readers received my Barack Obama rebuttal email? I was sick of that total made up crap about a presidential candidate, so I made my own thruthful email about him. I don't want to be misunderstood here: I am a Barack Obama supporter; however, had I gotten a similar email about presidential candidate, Democrat, Republican or Independent, I would have done the same research and sent out a very similar email. Let's face it: Americans are L-A-Z-Y folks. I shudder to think of how many people read that email and took it for truth without doing any research. I'm not going to get too preachy, but hey...it is my blog, haha! Just please research your candidates. If you're a registered member of a party, please research candidates of both parties. Although voting straight-ticket is a reliable way to vote if you're just concerned with basic principles and ideas, it's a good idea to check out who is running, what they stand for, what they have done and will do, and who they support. Remember that you're voting for many more people that just the president - think of how many people are appointed after a new president is in office! Try to watch news reports from at least 3 different news channels. They're all biased in some way. Although I am madly in love with Keith Olbermann, he is VERY liberal, and I understand that his spin on the news is not entirely reliable. Consequentially, I suffer through Jim Lehrer's boring ass and Lou Dobbs, who is possibly the whiniest man on television, haha.

Ok, I'm beginning to annoy myself with all this preaching.


Love and respect,

Political Reverend Suz

Intersession

Intersession might just be the most boring time of my life. NO ONE is in Frostburg. I have NO money. I am running very low on every food item (except Ramen, which doesn't even count as food), and have no way to get to the grocery store. I have cleaned the entire house, and now I'm so bored that I'm cleaning it all again. I've watched every episode of America's Next Top Model. I've started to watch Doogie Howser reruns online. I went to bed at 7pm the other day because I had NOTHING else to do. My brain is MELTINGGGG.

The Cookes come back Monday (sheesh, not soon enough! I miss them!), and Nate should get here Wednesday-ish. I'm just trying to keep myself as occupied as possible until then. Laura's Christmas gift has STILL not come in the mail, and I'm beginning to think I got ebay scammed. If so, I will be livid. The lady said 10-20 days (it's coming from China), and it's only been a week, haha. I'm just impatient. My cousin, Michael, is moving into my house (Dayton, not Frostburg) in a week or so, and I'm very upset. I think he should give up his fancy-pants co-op job (future shmuture) and come hang out with me in the Burg. He'd hate it, but I miss him, and it's not fair that my parents get to hang out with him and I don't!

I'm so crabby this morning, I'm sorry. I just really need some money and some transportation. I need human contact (not in the touchy touchy way, guttermind, I just need someone to talk to face-to-face)!

*sigh*

Oh, fun news! Due to financial and romantic hardships, my very good friend, Abby, and I have decided to become lesbians, move to Massachusetts (yay for legal gay marriage!), get married, and raise Isabelle (her daughter) together. We will have a very nice pride flag displayed on our front porch. I'll let you know when the housewarming party is. Bring snacks; wine will be provided. Lol...we are so frustrated with being poor and being surrounded by idiotic men.

I'm going to make lunch...ravioli...MMMMM...ugh. :o(




Gus (for Andrew)