I'll try to condense it as best as I can.
- I graduated from Boston University's MS journalism program in December. Just got back last month from walking in commencement with all my friends. In December, when I finished my last final for my program, I had a job interview back in California (north Santa Barbara County/borderline San Luis Obispo) as a crime/courts reporter and have been working for the daily newspaper ever since. It's an interesting job. I'm still keeping at it.
- It's nice being back, although when I flew out to Boston for one final goodbye, I realized I missed Boston a lot. It was definitely graduation goggles, because after the nostalgia and sentimentality ran its course, I realized that I'm really, really happy to be back home. I really am. I just really love being with my family and friends. Of course, the past five years I've always been out and about living in different areas and it's weird that I moved yet once again, but then again it's like what I've always thought...I'm in an industry where I'm constantly going to be on the move. You go wherever the story takes you. You go wherever you're told or wherever you have the opportunity. That's what I liked about this field. I like taking in and getting to know a city, then doing everything I can to know about it then move on to the next. I'm a drifter.
- I like my job and I love what I do. Of course there's always going to be stresses, pressure, and days where you don't feel like you're being productive or even improving, but once you get past that block you realize that you just can't give up. Those days are inevitable. Bad days happen to everyone. I have had so many bad WEEKS on end to the point where I wonder if I'm cut out for the biz. But I keep at it, and I never stop praying, and ask for the extra help and remind myself what I need to do before I start any new task, and then I eventually see some improvement. You just can't give up on yourself on those bad days. I know the feeling--where you feel hopeless and you just want to cry and crawl into bed and die but you have to shake that off eventually. The shaking off part is probably the hardest part, at least for me. Then you gotta sit back down and try again. That's all you can really do. What else are you going to do, right? Right.
- It's nice living in the central coast, since I've never lived in that area of California before. People ask me where I'm going to next, since I'm always moving, and I tell them that I don't know yet, obviously. I mean, I just got here. Give me some time to figure it out. I'll go wherever the opportunity takes me. Right now, let me be able to get over my fears and conquer my challenges and become a seasoned journalist, then I'll make that decision. But as of now, I have no plans to leave the central coast. I like it here, and I'm doing what I love. I know my next immediate destination is probably San Diego and then I want to start making my way up the Pacific Northwest (Seattle, Washington) but that won't be at least until my late 20s. We shall see. I don't mind settling for a bit somewhere (which isn't even settling, since it's never more than a couple of years) because I've just been constantly on the move. I've already lived in a few different places so I don't mind enjoying the west coast again for awhile. It's like, the past five years I ran out and saw as much of the nation as I could, got everything out of the way, then came back to score my first career job. I'm okay with that.
- Every day is the same routine for me. I wake up at 8 a.m. or so, get ready for work, work from 10-6:30 p.m. then go to the gym for about an hour and a half, then come home, make dinner and watch Adult Swim until I fall asleep at about midnight, then do it all over again. Sometimes when I'm in court at 8:30 a.m. I start my shift much earlier then get out at 4 p.m. It varies from day to day, but that's my life right now. I just work 8 hours a day, gym it, then sleep and do it all over again in the morning. It's a nice routine. I don't mind it. Saturdays I get to have a bit more fun because it's my last day of the workweek and I come home, or go to San Francisco on those rare occasions that I have plans to see some friends up there. Now that I'm working full time, I absolutely live for the weekends. Any day off I just use it to the fullest.
- I write less and less for myself every day which I want to change, so that's why I'm going to start using Blogspot again after not ever logging on. It seems as though I forgot how to write, or just don't want to document things anymore but that's been an ongoing issue for a long time. I think it's because I just lost the desire to write awhile ago. I don't really feel like there's anything in my life of that much importance to really want to write about.
So this list is pretty much what my whole life is about right now, in summation. Things are pretty good. My job excites me. I want to keep on improving to be the best Gina that I can be every single day. I hate wasting time. I'm focusing on myself and my own successes/happiness. I don't want anything to distract me. That's pretty much about it.
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