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My birthday is almost among us!!!

I have started working in NY in a very entry level position, but it is with a company that could start me off into the right field. I took this job because it would be the first time I worked in the city. The experience is exhausting, but I am so anxious to try new foods...see new places....have fun after work and all that. Since I still live in Jersey, its a little harder to always hang out, but its all about the networking baby. The joy of not knowing who you might bump into, who you might meet or what job you might land. Its entry level and it is also allowing me to humble myself by doing something like this, but God put in place this opportunity for a reason and it is up to me to follow through (for whatever it is). So my birthday is April 9th and its on a Monday. Minor setback, but I have the weekend to do something amazing. I usually have to come up with my own amazement which sucks sometimes, but I have learned to never rely on people when it comes to your happiness. Such as the conversation I had with my mother. My good friends birthday is on the 15th and we sometimes try to double it up. Since her birthday is later, its usually during her birthday we do something. She also has a boyfriend, so that means that she has another force to plan her birthday with. This year he asked (of course) me what he should do for her birthday. I want to make her day special so of course pulling out the works is important. However, one of my other friends who has a sister whose birthday is April 12, wants me to come celebrate in Miami. I have just had a confrontation with selfish and not selfish. Do I ditch a friends birthday to have fun in Miami for mine?? So I asked for the advice from my mother. Instead of getting advice, I got off the phone in tears. She told me I need to get my priorities in check and I need to get a bed....(for my birthday????) She said of going out with your friends you should use the money to buy a bed for your apartment. I do understand why a bed is important, but her comment of going out all the time was a shocker. When I asked her advice on online dating she told me not to (she met a few boyfriends off of online dating), when I asked her about going out in the city she told me I should go to bed (my mom partied at the Ritz every Sunday of her twenties), when I asked her about anything it seems she wants me to do the opposite. Her advice is because she doesn't want me to do the same things she did. Since I have no children, and our paths were totally different I don't get why she is so negative about life living. Her hurdles have been some of mine at a point, but now I have tried to confront my own issues. Not that her advice isn't wanted its to the point I'm tired of caring. It hurts that I have to push some of it to the back of my head, but my happiness should not always be the cost because SHE did it before....I don't live through anyones life. EVERYTHING I want I know I have to work hard for it. So I don't necessarily need someone to always think that their advice is needed. She is my mom so she is the top of my world....but I'll be 27! So Here goes..... 

Something Like A Job

I have decided after being laid off that my next position would not be a temp position, but rather a solid transition into a career of some sort. Since I am not sure what career that is...I am weighing my options before saying yes and nailing an interview. Well about a month ago another agency called me to see if I wanted to be a temp for a previous company I worked for. Since I have been lucky to work with some major companies, different positions arise under the umbrella of science. In particular working in different locations. I know I always say I don't go backwards, meaning I will not work the same dead-end job again...but this time its in New York. ohhhhh the lighttttssss. So I said okay submit my resume for this position that I won't be important in...since I have always said I wanted to work in New York. Turns out I got it (insert smiley face)! As reluctant as I am to start working with another company that just values me as another temp, I always feel my work speaks volumes. I am truly a good worker and I have references to prove it. I feel like I would do so great at my job that people want to grab me up and add me to their teams (still waiting for this to happen). I have been very depressed for the last couple of months because of the feeling of hopelessness. It has allowed me to open up to do things that I say I want to do. Trying to be big and bad only leaves me feeling inadequate. So instead of starting as CEO lets live a little. The thing about this job is that it is only 3 weeks. At this point, I need to work and get out of this house. I feel a fifth stomach forming. 3 weeks is perfect because if any magic that is going to happen towards a career, 3 weeks opens a slither of the door. Also, I will be making more money than I am currently making being poor, so that goes towards something other than chinese food. For 3 weeks I will understand what it is like to commute like my other NJ commuters. 3 weeks is enough to feed my impulsive personality and push me into something I have never done before.

New Yob

This is my first post on my piece of shit iPhone...today is the last day of my first week of my new job! Nope, that didn't make sense. The new gig is cool, I really like it...hope I get to stay awhile. Everyone speaks in periodic table and Latin, but hey maybe one day I'll be able to translate. Nah, I'll stick to bad grammar and incorrect English, uncorrect...whatever!