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Blog #10- August Slipped Away Like a Bottle Of Wine

Wow. August is almost over and this year is FLYING by. There is officially four months until Christmas eve and that gives us hope for the rest of the year and the next year.

There is not much to update on except for that it is either really hot or raining everyday.

I am excited for Katy Perry’s new album this Friday and will probably be publishing some articles about it, so stay tuned.

I haven’t been updating articles as much or writing as much recently. I apologize for that. Work and life has been a bit crazy. But I am trying my best.

Labor Day is coming up in a few weeks, which is hard to believe, but please use caution if you are going down the shore or having a bbq with family and friends.

I hope your mental health is doing ok and I hope something makes you smile today.

Until next month…

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Blog #7- Pomp And Circumstance

One year ago, today I graduated from college. I was on my way to adult life in pursuit of my dream job.

It was a happy day that I got to spend with my immediae family, friends, and classmates. I already missed Temple. I had a short two years there and, honestly, if it didn’t cost so much, I would have stayed longer.

I made some really good memories at Temple, including meeting my best friend, Ashley.

However, I didn’t realize that after this day, the pressure and realization that came after it.

I was an adult adult now and had no job in my field lined up and I was terrified. Many of my friends and classmates already knew what they were doing after graduation and I was going back to my part-time job.

I applied to many jobs between then and now. However, nothing seemed to fit. I got so many rejections and it really broke me down, especially when it was at companies that I had dreamed of working at-big names. I guess I was just shooting too high.

Then, when I did get a position, it didn’t work out for numerous reason, and I had to not write for them anymore, which broke me even more.

Don’t get me wrong, I have some positions that pay me and I enjoy, but it’s not like anything I thought.

I know everyone goes at their own pace and that I shouldn’t judge myself based on others, but it just hurts sometimes.

I look back at my life in this past year and I don’t have regrets, but I wish I had done more. Now, during these past few months, I have written a lot and explored some of my options, but right now is a time to just relax and not worry about those things.

Hopefully, this time next year, I will be writing this with a stable job/dream job in my field, whether it is here, New Yotk City, or wherever. I just hope I’m happy.

To all the 2020 graduates, congratulations! I’m sorry your graduation had to turn out like this, but you worked hard and this should fuel you to work hard. Best of luck and don’t get discouraged.

Everyone’s journey is completely different.

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Blog #6- I Didn’t Think I Could Love Another Pet

Happy Easter everyone! How are you all holding up in this quarantine? I am going a little stir crazy. Anyway, I’m bringing you another blog post today because it is my cat’s first adopt-iversary. Let me explain the title.

My family got my first cat, Ally, when I was about one years old. Even though I annoyed the heck out of her, she was my pet, my love, and the one thing that made me happy when nothing else could. I loved coming home to her everyday and kissing her and just talking to her like she was my sister.

Fast forward to 2018 and she was 20 years old. That’s a long time to have a cat in your life. She’s part of the family. When we had to put her down on August 4th, 2018, I was shattered. We lost one of my family members.

For while we had no pet, which I was fine with. We were still mourning our baby girl. Then, my mom told me that there was a cat up for adoption and I still wasn’t ready to give my heart away yet.

In comes Dewey. On April 12th, 2019, we adopted him and he made himself at home right away. At first, I was against the idea but once I saw him, I couldn’t ignore him.

He fit in right away and is now part of our family. One year later, and I know now that I needed another pey to fill the void. I will never forget Ally ever, but I needed another furry friend to get me through the bad days and make me smile when I get home.

So, I am so glad we decided to adopt you Dewey Nox. You are forever a part of our family. Happy one year adopt-iversary/6th birthday. We love you!

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Blog #5- No One Likes You When You’re 23

Well, I am not longer feeling 22, I am however, happy, free, confused and lonely at the same time. Haha.

As I celebrate my 23rd birthday today, I want to reflect on the past year. I met some of my favorite “Big Brother” contestants, graduated from college, saw Derek Hough, the JONAS BROTHERS, and Shawn Mendes live, applied to be on “Big Brother,” got a new cat, went down the shore, saw “Mean Girls Live,” and spent the year with family and friends.

Even though we are stuck in this weird time right now, I hope that when this whole thing blows over, and I can go outside today, that 23 will the year that I am happy. It doesn’t matter if I don’t accomplish all of my goals, I have my whole life to to do that. I just want to be happy.

So, hopefully, people will like me now that I’m 23.

Hope everyone is staying safe and healthy during this time. Cheers!

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“Your Setback is the Platform For Your Comeback”- Blog #1

This is my first official blog post on here, but I feel like I need to write to get my feelings out so bare with me. I meant to do at least one of these a month, but I have been so busy, so October is the official start of it. I will be writing on here when I feel like I have something to say (or write).

So yesterday, I got another ‘no.’ It was for a position I really wanted and I thought I had it in the bag when they said I was advancing to the next round. Unfortunately, I didn’t advance past that. It sort of hit me right in the gut. I got my hopes up and told my family and closest friends and then had to tell them I didn’t get it.

Rejection sucks… trust me, I know. This isn’t my first rodeo. I’ve been rejected by two dream positions and some smaller ones. After I got my rejection last night, I started to question my career path. I know I already have my degree in Journalism, but I was thinking maybe I should just let it go and focus on the part-time job I have for now.

After some encouraging words from the best friends on the planet (You know who you are. You guys are the best), I decided to stick with my career path and not to give up. There will be rejections along the way. I grew up as a dancer, I should know. What matters is the one yes you get, not the 100s of no’s. And believe there will be a lot of no’s.

Recently, I saw the quote, “It’s a no for now, not forever.” It really opened up my perspective. It feels like you keep getting rejected, especially when your friends and classmates post about their new awesome job, but your time will come. There is a job out there that is the right fit for you, you just have to keep searching and putting in the work.

One of my mentors once told me that ‘patience and persistence are the names of the game in this field.” Be persistent on job offers if no one gets back to you and be patient because eventually if you put your name out there and put in the work, someone may contact you and you may wind up at a job you never knew existed, but you now love.

I was a little down in the dumps last night, but I am not going to let another ‘no’ stop me. I will keep trying. I don’t hold any grudges against them. I’m more disappointed in myself. I am going to work so hard to perfect my writing and skills and will eventually wind up where I need to be.

My favorite dancer, Derek Hough, once posted a quote after he was injured that has stuck by me since then. It said “Your setback is the platform for your comeback” and oh what a comeback it will be.


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