Due to what I believe was a very very stupid mistake... I have no job. And seeing as how I'm so PICKY about it... I don't think I will have a job all summer.
And this is ok.
Or well... it should be.
What's actually happening is that I am hardcore envying all my friends with jobs.
I'm determined not to be obsessed with money, having money and working to fill up my time.
The world has so much to offer, why should I spend my summer cooped up in the house or spending 35 hours a week doing something I hate.
I managed to spend over 6 months with no job, no friends, and a minimum amount of comprehension to get by in French, I think I can manage a couple more months. Especially since there are no bills to pay.
I'm already taking two classes and plan to volunteer at the AGO later on in the season.
I think instead of fretting, I'll buy a metropass and spend my summer hanging around the city, sketching, exploring and hanging out with people I haven't seen for a while.
I'm determined to get through my stack of books, get school funding, volunteer, learn to sew (maybe create a couple of pieces) and make the BEST PORTFOLIO EVER! (actually best portfolio I ever had)
I am in fact quite excited for all this. This is turning out to be an exercise in lifestyle management. Making due with the bare minimum and enjoying it.
And hey--If it just so happens that I can pick up a little extra money here and there, why not?
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Friday, May 29, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Mixed update
I feel like such a lazy, lazy person.
It's horrendous.
I've been back in Toronto for 13 days now and, granted I have managed to completely repaint, refurnish and reorganize my room, see several friends, go to my beloved IKEA... I feel I haven't done anything with myself.The easter weekend is NOT helping.
It's horrendous.
I've been back in Toronto for 13 days now and, granted I have managed to completely repaint, refurnish and reorganize my room, see several friends, go to my beloved IKEA... I feel I haven't done anything with myself.The easter weekend is NOT helping.
I had an interview at Club Monaco. I would love a job there, more-so than at any other retail store (except maybe the Bay or Holts... though not in sales). I wore my Joe Fresh (a shoot off of Club Monaco- HA) cropped beige slim slacks, a black tank top with a sheer black button down, my Kenneth Cole oxfords and pearls. Yes pearls. They were a "YAY! You're not a complete failure--thank god you're going to college!" gift from my mother.
The interview went well. It was me and a french guy in a closet with 2 employees (who were very nice) and I tended to dominate since his english was a bit lacking. Points. I felt a bit idiotic as I couldn't stop smiling. Excitement... yes I know... it's RETAIL and RETAIL is shit when it comes to employee treatment, but I actually like the clothes and culture and the store. Plus I want to try for the Visual aspect more so than sales.
I love that their employees are trained to be CM stylists.
Anyway, cross my fingers, I hope to be called in for a second inteview. Not sure what I would wear, but I don't want to get ahead of myself just yet.
Now that I'm officially a visual merchandising student (at least once I pay my deposit), I'm giving myself a bit of leeway to buy art supplies and a few books. As though I don't have enough.
Whilst cleaning out my room (before painting it) I found my Polaroid camera-- which means I must buy film as well. So if anyone comes across cheap Polaroid film for a 636, do tell.
Currently coveting:





Swatch Watch





Dr. Martens
I should eBay. Too bad my NEW Toshiba laptop is dead. really... I'm a sad bunny when it comes to laptops. I think I should be more careful, not that I did anything this time (it didn't fall or anything). Calling Toshiba Canada first thing tomorrow.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Life Circus
No, it may not be the most creative or eloquent title for this post, however, it gets the point across:
Life is like a circus in which you are a performer. Most of us are jugglers, which is why it's not an issue anymore. No-one feels sorry for you or bats and eyelash if you say
"I'm so busy, there's just so much to do."
Too many jugglers taking stage.
We've become boring.
Then there are the tightrope walkers. You know who I'm talking about; those people who take risks, often with their eyes closed just for kicks (or hell, as a challenge) and manage to make it through without much of a problem. They're a little impulsive and just DO things.
THOSE people are entertaining.
In all actuality, that is my nature, but I'm not in any sort of position o do that right now.
I am terrible at time management, which is why I have trouble juggling things which have a deadline or require a set schedule. In other words pretty much everything.
Everything is so strict this year. There are no extensions, and I have several English projects as well as an Art History assignment due tomorrow,
plus a Physiology Test somewhere in the beginning of November, another English Project and a painting due next week.
Not to mention I promised myself a doctors appointment (partially to get a note from my doctor for my English/WC teacher) and I have work. Soon enough, hopefully--or not, I'm not sure anymore to be honest--I'll be volunteering at the AGO. Good for Art School Applications and who knows, maybe I'll switch from Studio to Art History? Oh yea. Social life. oh dear.
I swear I'm bipolar to boot, which just causes me to lay in bed, motionless and hopeless for days and the to get up one night at 2 am, finish everything I have overdue, run around like a decapitated chicken fixing all the shit I let pile up and then get exhausted and collapse in the same hopeless heap all over again.
*sigh* You'd think I'd be use to it by now, but I'm not. Still exhausting.
Anyway, I'll post some photos of the progress I'm making on my painting as well as the finished piece sometime next week.
Life is like a circus in which you are a performer. Most of us are jugglers, which is why it's not an issue anymore. No-one feels sorry for you or bats and eyelash if you say
"I'm so busy, there's just so much to do."
Too many jugglers taking stage.
We've become boring.
Then there are the tightrope walkers. You know who I'm talking about; those people who take risks, often with their eyes closed just for kicks (or hell, as a challenge) and manage to make it through without much of a problem. They're a little impulsive and just DO things.
THOSE people are entertaining.
In all actuality, that is my nature, but I'm not in any sort of position o do that right now.
I am terrible at time management, which is why I have trouble juggling things which have a deadline or require a set schedule. In other words pretty much everything.
Everything is so strict this year. There are no extensions, and I have several English projects as well as an Art History assignment due tomorrow,
plus a Physiology Test somewhere in the beginning of November, another English Project and a painting due next week.
Not to mention I promised myself a doctors appointment (partially to get a note from my doctor for my English/WC teacher) and I have work. Soon enough, hopefully--or not, I'm not sure anymore to be honest--I'll be volunteering at the AGO. Good for Art School Applications and who knows, maybe I'll switch from Studio to Art History? Oh yea. Social life. oh dear.
I swear I'm bipolar to boot, which just causes me to lay in bed, motionless and hopeless for days and the to get up one night at 2 am, finish everything I have overdue, run around like a decapitated chicken fixing all the shit I let pile up and then get exhausted and collapse in the same hopeless heap all over again.
*sigh* You'd think I'd be use to it by now, but I'm not. Still exhausting.
Anyway, I'll post some photos of the progress I'm making on my painting as well as the finished piece sometime next week.
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