torn

I’ve been searching for a post-grad job for months now. MONTHS. And you know what? I haven’t landed a single interview.

Is there something wrong with me? Who knows.

Anyway, beyond the “lack of interviews” issue, I have no idea where I will end up after my lease ends in July. I will either end up in Washington DC or New York City. Those are the options. A big part of me really, really needs/wants to get out of the DC Metro area. On the other hand, there’s a small piece of me that really wants to live in Eastern Market. Sure, I never got the chance to really live in the District (I only worked there), and perhaps my view of the area would change - I’m not a huge fan… but now isn’t really the time to give DC that chance.

I really want to explore a new city. New York isn’t 100% “new” for me - I was born there and lived in the Bronx and Manhattan until I was 9. What I’m craving is to experience the city as an adult. I want to explore a completely new environment. I also want to live in a city where stores don’t close at 6pm because the government workers have retreated to suburbia. And did I mention most of my family lives in the NYC/Northern NJ/Connecticut area? I miss them.

Washington DC is okay, I guess. The metro is clean. I know people here (Everyone from UVA ends up here at some point in their lives + current school/work friends). It’s close to my parents’ house (well, not really - but closer than NYC). There are good restaurants. I know my way around…

I think that’s it.

Either way, none of this will matter if I don’t get a job in NYC. Things will be worse if I don’t get a job AT ALL.

 

I’m not Catholic, but…

So, the Pope is in DC RIGHT NOW.

And where am I now? At my desk, writing this silly post.

Where should I be? Wandering DC in search of the Pope, of course.

I understand it’s weird that I’m thinking about this, but I still think the guy is a big deal. I was in Europe during the whole “search for the new Pope” showdown. I could’ve passed by Pope Benedict XVI while I was visiting the Vatican in March 2005. WHAT IF I DID?! What if…?

Anyway, I’m not a crazy Pope supporter wannabe. I just think it’s cool that the Pope is here in DC, and this will probably be the only opportunity I get to see him (in the United States). Plus, the metro is selling a “Mass Pass” - a day pass for riding the metro on April 17, 2008. I gotta get my hands on one of those. It’s a MASS PASS; it sounds like a ticket straight to Heaven. $9 is a very small price to pay for something of that magnitude.

I think we all could use one of those…

 

“adventure” Thursday

Whenever I want to explore DC/Whenever I don’t have class, it’s always cold and rainy (example: today). I think it’s bad luck…

A few days ago, I made the decision to visit the Cherry Blossom Festival on Thursday… so, when I woke up this morning, I put on several layers of clothes, grabbed my umbrella and headed for the Tidal Basin for a photo adventure full of cherry blossoms.

Normally, my DC photo adventures consist of me taking about 15 random pictures of stupid things like dying flowers or street signs, but today I ended up with over 90 pictures of a couple of monuments and cherry blossoms (and my extra trip to the Pentagon City mall). If it hadn’t been cloudy and cold all day, the pictures would’ve looked better. These are my favorites:

Cherry Blossoms!

Cherry blossoms over the tidal basin.

This picture would’ve been prettier with blue skies.

The Washington Monument. This also would’ve looked better with blue skies.

Thanks for the education, TJ!

I hate tourists. These stupid high schoolers were blocking my view of the awesome old guys playing awesome music.

I was in desperate need of a spring jacket. Thanks to the Gap, I now own a yellow jacket (I had 2 in the picture because I couldn’t decide on which size to get). I’m naturally drawn to bright colors for some reason…

I know an almost potential Abercrombie & Fitch model. He turned them down. I like to make fun of him. This picture could’ve been of him… but it’s of some other (kinda creepy and half naked) dude.