I would like to start out by saying that when I was in the middle of writing this post my computer shut off and I lost it all. There goes my hope of a lucky 2011.
Speaking of 2011, my New Year’s resolution was to think positive, only drink soda when at a restaurant, and to only eat out once a week. I have eaten out all four nights of the new year. BUT, in my defense, I haven’t gotten to the grocery store since I came back to Clemson Sunday night…so technically I had no choice. amiright?
Sorry you’ve had to go so long without an update for me. I know you’ve probably been feeling like there is something missing in your life (that something being an inside glance into the life of LG), and for that I apologize. I’ve just been sooooooooooooooooo busy (not really). Some people have actually started referring to my lifestyle as that of a “jet-setter” (also. not really). Since my last post I visited Hogwarts (HP World) and, less importantly, graduated from Clemson.
The Wizarding World of Harry Potter was everything I ever dreamed of and more… my only complaint was that it didn’t have an entire park all to its self… just a lousy “island” of “adventure”. It really was awesome though the details were krayyyzeeeee. It snowed inside the castle, floating candles flicked in the great hall, pictures moved and spoke, Moaning Myrtle was moaning it up in loo, the ATM was called Gringotts, mandrakes screeched inside store windows, the wands chose the wizard at Ollivanders, and all the workers referred to us as “muggles”. also. Butterbeer- I opted for the frozen kind. It tasted a lot like a rootbeer float…except more AWESOME. Ashers got pumpkin juice which I thought was josie grossey (Never Been Kissed ref- LOVE IT).
We also explored the much less important islands in Islands of Adventure and went to Universal Studios. While I did loveeeeeeeeee the rollercoasters in HP World, my fav was definitely the rip-ride-rockit at Universal. It spanned the entire length of the park and each seat was equipped with individual speakers which played a song of your choice throughout the ride. The entire ride was filmed…which basically means I made a music video. not a big deal… ok I’m a pretty big deal. It was really fun to watch but also really expensive to buy so….sorry you won’t be seeing it.
I did graduate from Clemson… which I guessssssss is kind of important. I don’t think it has fully hit me yet, it’s just been hitting me in waves. Like yesterday I took back my parking permit and as I drove away from campus I cried. I got a charm from my family for Christmas that has my graduation date on it… I cried. I got a Clemson Christmas ornament… I cried. I gave my mom a picture of me and the Tiger. she cried… I cried. Are you starting to see a pattern? I didn’t cry at all at graduation but now when I think about graduation I start crying. I don’t even think that it’s because I love Clemson so much…which.. I don”t…but it’s the end of an era I guess.
I would feel better if I could find a job…but I can’t. I’ve put in 50 applications and nothing. nada. zip. It’s not like I’m applying for jobs I’m highly under-qualified for either, I’m talking about administrative assistant and property management assistant jobs which I have 1.5 years experience in. I really wanted to move to Uptown Charlotte, but I’ve just about exhausted all my resources there so I’m expanding my search to Savannah and Atlanta. If those don’t work out I will then expand to San Fran, San Diego, and NYC. I’m considering getting my masters in Higher Education Counseling and College Administration, but I haven’t taken the GRE or started applying so obviously I’ll miss the application deadlines. Needless to say…I’m frustrated.
For now I’m just keeping it real in Clemson working at good ole Carolina Real Estate, hoping that I’ll be able to find SOMETHING before June when my lease ends. I love my parents but I do NOT want to move back in with them. I just never thought that I would work my ass off for 3.5 years in school, graduate in the top 20% of my class, have tons of diverse work experience and find myself jobless at the end. sigh.
also. I want chinese food.
