As I stare blankly at this white screen, I can’t help but wonder.. did I apply for the right jobs? Did I apply for enough jobs? What if I missed a grammatical error?
The bitter-sweet side to it all is, i’ve spent the past year and a half dreading these next few weeks, perhaps losing more hair than one twenty-something woman should. All of that pent-up angst and fear over a word document. Let’s be real here, a word document that can make or break your opportunity with a company.
I felt this post was necessary to remind myself and other public relations classmates that we survived round one. If it wasn’t sunday night at 1:38 a.m. I would probably crack a beer (just kidding, mom). Instead, I let myself shower. More for the sake of my roommates rather than my own. If I was intending to boost my own morale I would perhaps start with the 15×15 square that is my lair. Once considered a bedroom, it is now simply a giant heap of clothes, text books and xbox games fighting for my love and affection. None of which will receive so much as a wink until March when I have successfully secured my first co-op position. Come this point i will be doing a victory lap around the pond in front of my apartment.
In reference with my blog title, “Fearless Red” I cannot help but feel undeniably Fearless, motivated and strong as I prepare to hand in my collection of resumes and cover-letters tomorrow morning. Being the high-energy, eccentric person I am, public relations is right up my alley. Not only do I tend to excel in my classes (electives being another story) I enjoy every minute of it and am constantly learning skills I will use again and again in the field. It is impossible for me to explain the passion I feel writing this now. It is passion like this that motivates people to do something for the greater good, or twerk on live-television like Miley Cyrus. Passion and Miley? Let’s be real.
So, to anyone who reads this or comes across it someday soon.. Do the things you love and love things you do. We only live one life, now go live it. I intend to. That life may include staying up all hours of the night writing cover letters, but I can’t imagine myself anywhere else.
love Kath
Fearless Red 