This is me two months ago holding my degree at my graduation. Please don’t pay attention to the people photobombing this wonderful moment behind me. I remember feeling so hopeful, knowing the next phase of my life was minutes from starting. Flash forward two months, I am living in my parents basement on a futon. I have applied to almost 200 jobs and counting since January and have had two interviews, one which led nowhere, and another last week that I am pretty sure will also lead nowhere. I just found out my email account has not been working for the last couple months and that most emails I have sent with my resume have not really been sent. I currently house manage a small improv theater downtown, and do a weird side job where I try to get people to sign up for vacation packages I don’t understand. I also got rejected from a job selling phones that was going to help tide me over until something permanent came along. On the upside, I have caught up on all my summer television and binged the new season of Orange is the New Black, so it’s not all bad!
I think the reason I am struggling so much with graduating college is because I thought I would be on a different track now. Sure, life never goes how we planned but I figured I would at least be doing a little better than I was in college. Now I am four months away from paying back my loans and having mild panic attacks anytime I hear the words Sallie Mae. Coming to terms with seeing people move on with their life even when you did better than them in school is tough. Is it because they are willing to settle and take whatever, is it luck, or do you just suck? Who is to say (probably the last one though…) While I am not currently working a full time job I want to try to write more in this blog, stand up, sketches, and rework a couple pilots I wrote in college and start on a new one. At least then I can pretend to be productive. I am currently using this blog as a fun way to document what I am doing, what I am into, and what is going on in my life. Although, currently the only thing that is going on is my insomnia, and a weird sore throat that won’t quit. I read today that Sarah Silverman almost died from Epiglottitis last week, after thinking it was only a sore throat. So if I never post again, you will know why.
