I woke up Saturday morning ready to find a job.
Which is a big step for me, actually. I’ve spent the last three months in denial that this is my last semester—though I’m ready for it to be over—and that on May 24 I won’t be a student any more, just unemployed.
My resume’s been looked at by the career center, now I just need to take it to my certificate advisor, and tweak it for a publishing job. But outside of publishing, I have no idea what job titles I’m searching for. I know what I want to do, and know that I’ll be good at it, but don’t know how that will translate into a job search.
Oh well. I’ll probably start applying places next week; I promised E I would apply for five jobs before I would buy a new bathing suit, and since Victoria’s Secret is having a ridiculously good sale on bikini’s, I’ve got some motivation to get things done.
So, job searching is top of the list now. Even above homework. Above hanging out with E. Above pretty much anything. I need to find a really good job where I can afford a one bedroom apartment on my own by the end of September. I’m not looking forward to moving back in with my parents while I save up for down payment and such.
So, if you know of an awesome job in the Sacramento area, hit me up. I’m looking.
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