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September 13, 2013 § Leave a comment
It’s official, school started two weeks ago…and for the first time in my life I didn’t partake in the annual first day of school excitement. Instead I felt nostalgic, and when I looked at my bank account, depressed. My finances these days seem to be in a worse state then when I was in college and then I had an excuse to be poor. Now I’m just another unemployed art graduate, no future and no career. Should have done that business minor my dad suggested.
But not to fear I have turned a corner, at least I feel I have. This feeling has come before but swiftly left whenever I logged onto LinkedIn and looked up past high school classmates and saw how successful they all became. But this time is different. Instead of feeling unhappy about my bleak future, I feel excited.
I’m excited about all the possibilities in my future. And I think a lot of that comes from the fact that I have officially opened my etsy store!! Yay!!
It only took 4 months of talking and thinking about it but never actually doing anything about it. Hit a couple of roadblocks along the way but finally I did it! And I was amazed at the sense of accomplishment it gave me. I can now say I am a small business owner. Haha, kind of a big overstatement, but that title feels a lot better than unemployed art graduate.
This new accomplishment gives me something to feel proud of, and I’m not ashamed to admit it. Even though I have yet to make a sale and I have a lot to learn about marketing and advertising, I’m not going to let that crush this new high I have discovered.
July 21, 2013 § Leave a comment
When I decided to move back home after college I made a promise to myself during hour 9 of the 11 hour drive, that I would re-discover my hometown. I was still trying to convince myself that moving back in with my parents at 23 was going to be ok. If I was moving back to where I grew up, surrounded by the familiar then I would do my best to experience new things and go new places. And so far I have been pretty successful, well at least according to myself, and really these days thats all that matters.
Even though I grew up just 20 min outside of San Francisco there are still so many things that I have not seen or experienced here. So my parents and I took a little mini vacation this weekend to explore San Francisco. My mom had a conference for work and my dad and I decided to join her on a little adventure to the city. Apart from my brief job in the mission district in San Francisco, I hadn’t really been back since I’ve moved home.
We arrived Friday afternoon, and with our iphones in hand we went out in search of a restaurant that was close to our hotel. We found this great mexican place that reminded me of Cafe Rio, hmmm I still dream about their grilled chicken salad. I heard there is one in Berkeley but I have yet to check it out and find out if its an impostor or not. One can only hope. The food could not compare to Cafe Rio but it was a close second. Afterwards we took to the city on foot, and walked, and walked, and walked.
The next morning we ventured out to to the farmers market on the pier. I had been once before, so I was not exactly discovering new things with this one, but my parents had never been, so it totally counts.
I brought my camera with me to snap and photographs of anything that grabbed my attention. I have always loved photography, I took classes in high school and one in college. I loved them but I always seemed to have a problem with the professors telling me how to take my pictures. Its only a hobby, and I in no way claim to be a profession or even talented. Eets jus for fun.
The place was packed! And it smelled delicious. I wanted to buy and eat everything. But instead I just sampled…everything…a couple times
One of the things I love is typography. I looooove typography, and had lettering. I wish I had the talent to do some really crazy awsome hand lettering. Hopefully one day. But for now I just collect pictures of gerat ones I find.
Now I have never even ridden this ferry before, at least I don’t think I have. I have the worst memory, I know I have been on a ferry before….not sure if this is the same one. But anyways I want to ride it someday!
We walked around the farmers market for a while, it was so fun just to wander from booth to booth and see all the different types of food and produce people were selling.
I saw this statue of an old man in the middle of the farmers market, and I thought it was kind of beautiful. Like a wanderer moving from place to place, doesn’t really have a place to call home but today he is surrounded by people, community and delicious food.
July 13, 2013 § Leave a comment
Last week I drove the long ten hour drive to return to my alma matter, BYU, and celebrate the fourth of july right with all my friends Provo style.
I graduated in April and to say it has been an adjustment since leaving would be an understatement. I moved back home for an internship, some days it’s absolutely worth and others…it’s not. When I left in April, I left knowing I would be coming back in July. It gave me something to look forward to.
The past few months living at home has been an adventure, I haven’t lived with both my parents since I was in middle school, and my independence is something i dearly miss. But I don’t mind the fact that my bank account is getting bigger each month.
Provo doesn’t compare to the Bay Area, hands down. I loved going to college at BYU, best five years of my life (yes five, don’t judge). Going back for the first time since I graduating was strange, it was like coming home and returning to the place of many memories of the past five years. It was weird to see old friends who are still in the college life, and it made me nostalgic for the days when my biggest worries were getting an A in that class, or stressing about getting into the right classes. Now my biggest worries are will I ever have a career, or will I be living at home until I die? Will I be forced to work at the local TJ Maxx, where the most I could hope for is getting on the management track? Why is it I am a college graduate working at an internship for 15 hours a week paying practically minimum wage, when friends of mine who are still in school can find a nanny job that pays over $15 an hour? Was college completely worthless?
I hope not.
I wil always love Provo. The fourth of July was amazing It started off with some delicious waffles at the Awful Waffle. Love this place, I had been craving their waffles for about a month, it was truly delicious. I also love their decor they have, rustic and modern all at the same time. These table numbers are the best. We had a great time laughing and talking.
Chips is always trying to hide from the camera…
Lita and Joey had a great time singing along to country songs, while Chips and I just starred blankly at them, in shock and awe of how many country songs they knew.
After spending forever at the Awful Waffle, we went back to Lita’s house in Provo (pictured above) and planned out the rest of the day, which included a poolside BBQ and fireworks at the house with the best view in Provo.
The BBQ was delicious and filled with every typical fourth of july food you can think of. One of the best things about Provo that I miss is the constant social activity. There was always something going on and people to hang out with. My days were filled to sooo much activity, now that I am home and my friends here are scarce to say the least my days are filled with….well not much.
This is the beautiful view of Provo I was talking about, prime location for watching the fireworks.
We had lots of fun waiting for the fireworks to begin.This is Lita and Joey doing….something, I really have no idea…
Our friend George was kind enough to let us crash his fourth of july party. The best part by far (besides the awsome view of course) was the homemade root beer. Now no fourth of july would be complete without a root beer float. Best part of the night, might have even beat out the fireworks.
We returned to Ashley’s house, probably the cutest house in Provo, and continued out celebration with….more fireworks!!
Sparklers are so fun, the closed you can get to actually holding fireworks in your very hands 🙂
The rest of the weekend was filled with so many good memories, that it would possibly take my days to write this post, but alas I will wrap it up.
I was sad to leave Provo, especially because this time i dont know the next time I’ll be back. I guess I have been having a hard time accepting the fact that college is really over. These steps I take post college and the decisions I make can change my life from one day to the next. I miss the easy going, relaxing vibe of Provo. The feeling that everyone around you is in the same boat as you, just trying to figure it all out, whatever that might mean.
Here, now in the real world I guess, I constantly feel as though I need to have “it” all figured out. Hopefully one day I will…maybe after I move out of my parents house.