Thursday, May 22, 2014
Goodnight
Goodnight my sweet, diligent NSA agent. Sorry about your luck reading this blog, especially tonight. Dream sweet dreams of whatever NSA agents dream about.
Man Up Matty
Today on newspaper class, one guy Matty was mourning the loss of his longtime crush Julia (a.k.a the angel of Visor) when she popped in for a visit. She knows he likes her, and it seemed like she was waiting for him to ask her out on a date. But nope. Matty choked. He let her go, and he's just hoping that she'll come around to him someday. Just uggggh he missed out!!!! I hope he finds another opportunity and takes it.
Being 17 is lame.
I really wish I could get AdSense already. But NOOOOOOOOOOO I have to wait until I turn 18.....
Being 17 is one of the worst things ever. I can't do anything. It's hard as can be to find a job, I can drive but I still have curfew, I can't have sex or tattoos legally, I can't vote or get taken seriously, and people are expecting me to make my biggest life choices in the next few months! All this stuff doesn't happen to legal adults.
I want, more than anything, to be independent and to live my life the way I want to. That's one of my biggest worries about not being able to secure a job.
SOS
I SAW A SPIDER IN MY ROOM THIS IS NOT A DRILL ABORT ABORT ABORT ABORT ABORT OH MY GOD THE HORROR
Job Rant
I really really want a job, in case y'all haven't noticed it yet. Last spring I tried to find a summer job to no avail, and I kept looking throughout the summer with no luck. Nobody wanted me, plain and simple.
After a bad day in early October, I stopped in at my local Starbucks to get a pumpkin spice latte. When I walked in, the first thing I saw was a giant "HELP WANTED" sign. I talked to the manager, filled out an application, and had a job by the end of the next week. I finally felt like I was a part of something, and it was something really cool.
After the first week, it was far from being as cool as I thought it would be when I first was hired. I was repulsed by my coworkers (I actually made a blog full of quotes from them in it, it's gold. Look up cappucinowithashotofclass.blogspot.com for a good time), I hated the facility I was working in (it smelled nasty and was full of scary people), and I struggled at times with the stress of keeping up with everything. I didn't enjoy my job at all, but still I felt that it had become a part of me. I did enjoy the paycheck, though.
In December, right before my midterm exams, I was preparing to take another important test: my barista certification test.I didn't receive very much job training while I was there, especially with making cold drinks, and that proved to be my downfall. I had to make two cold drinks that I had absolutely no idea how to make. It was late autumn/early winter- nobody in their right mind was looking for an iced white mocha or an iced chai. I managed to guess the ingredients correctly, but I just didn't get them into the cup in the right order. So, I failed my test and got fired.
Immediately after, I started hunting for a new job. I had managed to secure and interview after applying twice with a local cafe in late February, and it went very well. The manager who I spoke with said she'd call me back within the next few weeks, since I wouldn't be starting right away. I wait and wait and wait and wait, and three months have passed. I finally lose patience and call the cafe, only to learn that the manager who interviewed me moved to Australia and that I'd have to reapply. Just uggggggh.
The worst part of the job hunting process is the endless disappointment. Even fast food restaurants don't want me. I'm not qualified to do many things, and I don't have a very large network for entrepreneurship either. No matter what options I pursue, it just never works out for me. This is as good as I've gotten, and I can't even get paid for it for another seven months.
After a bad day in early October, I stopped in at my local Starbucks to get a pumpkin spice latte. When I walked in, the first thing I saw was a giant "HELP WANTED" sign. I talked to the manager, filled out an application, and had a job by the end of the next week. I finally felt like I was a part of something, and it was something really cool.
After the first week, it was far from being as cool as I thought it would be when I first was hired. I was repulsed by my coworkers (I actually made a blog full of quotes from them in it, it's gold. Look up cappucinowithashotofclass.blogspot.com for a good time), I hated the facility I was working in (it smelled nasty and was full of scary people), and I struggled at times with the stress of keeping up with everything. I didn't enjoy my job at all, but still I felt that it had become a part of me. I did enjoy the paycheck, though.
In December, right before my midterm exams, I was preparing to take another important test: my barista certification test.I didn't receive very much job training while I was there, especially with making cold drinks, and that proved to be my downfall. I had to make two cold drinks that I had absolutely no idea how to make. It was late autumn/early winter- nobody in their right mind was looking for an iced white mocha or an iced chai. I managed to guess the ingredients correctly, but I just didn't get them into the cup in the right order. So, I failed my test and got fired.
Immediately after, I started hunting for a new job. I had managed to secure and interview after applying twice with a local cafe in late February, and it went very well. The manager who I spoke with said she'd call me back within the next few weeks, since I wouldn't be starting right away. I wait and wait and wait and wait, and three months have passed. I finally lose patience and call the cafe, only to learn that the manager who interviewed me moved to Australia and that I'd have to reapply. Just uggggggh.
The worst part of the job hunting process is the endless disappointment. Even fast food restaurants don't want me. I'm not qualified to do many things, and I don't have a very large network for entrepreneurship either. No matter what options I pursue, it just never works out for me. This is as good as I've gotten, and I can't even get paid for it for another seven months.
In addition, I could also make an effort to tutor via FaceTime. I'd Skype, but I don't own a webcam. I'd be willing to go as far as north as Cleveland and as far south as Wooster, but I can't say that my mom would be very pleased with all of that traveling so I'd be happy to FaceTime in addition. This option would also be helpful for occaisions where I may not be feeling 100% healthy but you or your child needs assistance. Really, I'll bend over backwards to get some sort of tutoring job.
I'd probably charge something reasonable like $20 to $25 per hour, and it's not like I'd need to spend more than 2 hours a day with a student on 1-2 days each week. I'd be more than willing to work weekends, as well. Most tutors cost more than that, so really it's a great deal. Checks would be preferable, but cash is also acceptable.
Job Hunt Update
So I decided to search some more for jobs, and to really get creative. So, I looked around and saw something that I could do and would certainly enjoy- tutoring. It makes perfect sense; I'm great at school and frequently help other people through assignments, I'll already be tutoring for NHS and for my required service hours next year, so I may as well do it for a part-time job! I could work mostly on my own terms, AND I could set my own rates. If this works out well, it could be a flexible job that I could keep up all year long and before I head off to college. So if anybody reading this is in the northeast Ohio region (like Medina and Summit counties), feel free to comment on this if you're in need of tutelage!
Remember that beauty video?
Probably not, but I got the project that I made it for back today. I'm officially the first person in the 5-year history of this project to receive a perfect score, so I'm pretty pumped.
I just noticed how screwed up Blogger's graphs are. According to stats, I've had 16 people stumble upon this godforsaken attempt at blogging that turned into a public diary, but according to the overview menu I've only had 5 people, most likely NSA agents reading these posts. Keep on keeping on, I guess?
Today we received ballots to vote for the National Honor Society president and vice president. I voted for myself, not out of vanity but because I really want to do either job- I have a lot of ideas for service projects- and also because I doubt that anybody else would vote for me. I'll be beyond lucky to get the vice president position.
Ever since I voted this morning, I've been obsessively checking my email to see if we've gotten the results yet, only to find out that I'll have to wait until Sunday night before I know anything. Bleh.
Ever since I voted this morning, I've been obsessively checking my email to see if we've gotten the results yet, only to find out that I'll have to wait until Sunday night before I know anything. Bleh.
5-22-14
All is not going well on the "finding a job" front. Three and a half weeks have passed without so much as an email from any of the multiple places I've applied to. I'm getting more and more broke, and more and more desperate. I've taken to hunting for change so I can swap it in for cash and deposit the meager amount into my checking account. I've racked up $15. Not much, but something. Luckily, I'll have my report card in the next three weeks which will result in a little more cash coming my way.
Study Hall is BORING
Bleh. The last thing I wanted today was to come to school. School is gross and nobody wants that in his or her life.
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