I’ve written and re-written this post so many times it’s not even barely funny anymore. You can’t force a post out of me after all, haha. But anyway, an update is due to say the least.
Train’s new single, “Drive By” isn’ the most lyrically advanced work of theirs to say the very least. It’s similar to “Hey Soul Sister” in the sense that it’s very catchy and a tad bit poppy, but it’s not an emotional song by any meaningful means. All that being said, I love the song. Haha, it’s infectiously catchy.
Let’s get this out of the way because, seriously, by now it’s expected anyway lol. Jessy sent me two covers this past weekend (if memory serves me correctly). A rather pleasant surprise if I may say so – and I’ll stop there to avoid sounding like a 12-year-old schoolboy, and to top it off I managed to sneak about an hour or so of conversation with my mum.
Which, for those keeping track, makes this the second time in two weeks. Something very, very rare. She’s usually busy, or I am, or we’re both tired. Even though the news she brought wasn’t the best – my brother’s confirmed not to be coming – I’m still happy I got to talk to her. I was hoping really hard to have my brother come. We’re a tad bit overdue for some bonding time and I haven’t seen him in awhile. There are things here that I’d like to show him that I believe he’d appreciate, and I’d still like to have some semblance of influence over his growth.
Heck, if anything, that kid needs to tone down on his flirting lol.
And no, this isn’t jealous brother speaking haha. Which reminds me of something funny last night, a conversation with this rather cute girl I met awhile back took a turn to the “holywtf” arena when she invited me over to her place. I’ll take it as a joke, since she doesn’t live anywhere close, but… yeah. She was a reporter from another college that came to visit and talked to me.
You know, cause I’m all charming and whatnot. Not because I’m the editor-in-chief. Sarcasm much.
On the opposite sex front (you knew this was coming), nothing much has changed. Which I guess would be a blessing, seeing as my last foray was a mistake of epic proportions. Well, not entirely true there (about nothing changing), but I’ve to constantly remind myself that a bro does not get involved in another bro’s relationship. It’s the whole “Anazthasya dilemma” again – and yes, that’s a thing now.
There are certain exceptions to a bro-vention (read: bro-intervention) though. Such as when Mr Hard/Yi Man/Glard intervened last December. But those are extreme situations where an intervention is required to SAVE a bro.
So yes, Kai, stay-the-heck-away.
I can hear my sister giggling all the way from New Jersey. And I still think of the whole thing as rather serendipitous. But then, it’s no secret that I’m a hopeless romantic and I draw far too many lessons from cheesy movies and sitcoms.
Now that I’ve received my award(s), it’s time to fire off my second wave of resumes. Commence orbital bombardment and all that snazzy jazz. It’s also time for me to re-harass the many jobs that haven’t gotten back to me as well.
There are certain jobs I’d go anywhere as long as I get the job (MintPress), but there are certain places where I’d take any job just to be there. It’s a conundrum for me really. That, and the fact that I can actually see myself establishing a career in many fields. I can see myself being a full-time photographer, because I may not be marvelous but I’m certainly good. I was thinking of applying to Red Bull, since I’ve done a fair bit of freelance work for them.
I can see myself working in a magazine setting, I’ve certainly the knowledge and skill to do magazine layout and design, and I can definitely write feature-styled stories easily. Not to mention it was my original desire, to work on a less stressful environment in a slightly more “posh” world. Read: Techy.
I can see myself working for web publications. AOL network, the former Gawker network.
I can see myself working for a print publication, traditional or otherwise. Or a combination of both, such as, well, HuffPost or MintPress.
I can certainly see myself being a concert or event photographer as well. Goodness graciousness knows I have the ability to do those wonderfully.
I can see myself being an embedded reporter too (war journalist).
I can see myself doing way too many things, and none of that would be “settling” either. I’m multifaceted enough that I’d survive in many fields, and I’m also passionate enough that I would thrive in quite a few. It helps a great deal when you realize passion and skill can be developed.
Anyway, I’m at work right now and I really shouldn’t drag this too much, lest I end up frustrated and deleting the entire post again.
Last note, call this the arrogant cocky narcissistic Ben/Kai, but I’d be really surprised if I do not graduate with a job offer at hand. There are many things that I am not good at, and not confident about, and I would be the first to admit them as well; but I know for a fact that I’m an extremely eligible graduate. Definitely not the most, as I know a select few people that are far more involved, far better reporters, far better photographers, but few if any offer the package (haha, sexual reference there) that I have.
Pssh. To quote The Calling, “don’t hate me, cause I’m just that good.”