My day started out at 6:00 with a phone call that woke me up. It's Branden letting me know 
that he was going to be at my place to pick me up in 5 minutes. Ideally I would have been up for a half hour already. Now I had to rush to get myself into my gym clothes and fed. Getting fed is my problem. I stuck my oatmeal in the microwave before I put my shoes on, just to run out of time and have to leave a full bowl of oatmeal. I have to say, oatmeal is the most difficult food to clean up! Even when it's fresh it doesn't want to leave the bowl.
Then post-gym and post-shower, I decided to check on the candle that I was burning and trying to get level. You know how nice it is to have a level candle. If you let it get out of hand, the wax suffocates the flame. The only issue with my plan was, I forgot that I hadn't blown it out. So as I tilted it towards me, I ended up with wax all down my side, all over my gym clothes (which were fortunately protecting part of my floor), and on the floor. I'm hoping that carpet cleaning will take care of it. Orange wax really looks horrible on green carpet.
After scraping wax off my body, I finally got out of my apartment 10 minutes late. I wasn't not too worried at this point--that is, until I got to the parking lot. After circling the lot for 5 minutes I finally found a spot, and that's when it dawned on me: today was the career fair! The career fair was my hope to find a decent internship, which I had to have to graduate. I had forgotten about it. Not only did that mean that I was wearing jeans and an ugly polo, or that I didn't have my resumé printed out, but I had to walk an extra 10 minutes to get to my class!
Even with all that, I got to my class about 3 minutes late and just barely made it in time to write my name on the "Quiz." I guess points for a name are better than nothing right? I was really stressed because I was a day behind on the reading. Fortunately, my professor is also a day behind. Not too bad after all--if only I didn't have the career fair lurking in the back of my mind.
I did mention that I MUST have an internship to graduate, right? After my Political Philosophy class I ran to my Religion class and pulled out my lap top to work on my resumé. We start every class with a quiz, and I made sure that I was ready for that on
Sunday. Funny thing is -- although we had a quiz, she didn't give us questions on the reading because she was behind too. The rest of the class period I sat and was so busy with my resumé that I couldn't listen to the best New Testament teacher in the world.
Following my class I sat in the hall and looked over the career fair employers. They didn't seem too promising, but then again, I didn't really have time to look. While my lunch hour would be the best time to go to the career fair (due to the fact that it's the only hour that I don't have classes during the career fair), I had planned on using it to study for my linguistics test. By the time I walked to the building and sat down to study, I only had 20 minutes left. And the more I studied, the more unprepared I felt. Isn't it supposed to work the opposite way? I'm was still grasping to the hope that I might be able to get done with the test early, leave class, print my resume, and run to the career fair before my 2:00 class.
With the test in my hands I felt a wave of relief. It's was going to be easy, and I was not used to easy tests. Last semester one of my professors would hand out blank sheets of paper, and ask a question like, "compare and contrast these two authors and the literary elements they use in these poems." Those were hard tests. We had to fill up the space, and sound intelligent, without using books or notes or knowing ahead of time what authors we would have to know. By the time I finished my test, I was only 5 minutes early. Oh well. It just meant that the career fair would have to replace my 2:00 class.
I went to the career fair, walked in, looked around, and felt like crying. I had no clue where to even begin. I decided to do the research on the companies I should have done the night before. When I finished a half hour later, most of the companies I had marked as possibilities, don't offer a global component in an internship. I thought my best option would bee the cruise company, and their advertisement said that they're looking for people to fill their offices in various places of the world. I approached their booth. Other students walked past me in business suits and stacks of resumes stuck in portfolios. I was almost too shy to talk. I felt unprepared, and before long I realized, the company was not in the cruise industry, but is a retail company that has shops at major cruise destinations. As awesome as it sounds, I don't want to be a shop keeper and a foreign country for my international business internship.
I walked around a little more, and despair over the difficulty of finding a perfect fit filled my mind. I need to work on the management side of a company and I need to be dealing with international issues. This is a problem. The FDIC stopped me as I was making my final round and asked if I'm a business major. I replied by stating that it's my minor. They can't use me, but I did get a highlighter/sticky note dispenser out of it. I was walking around aimlessly with little confidence in my preparation for the day, realizing that it's a bit of a stretch to look for an internship 1 year in advance. How many of the companies are international? I don't even have the slightest idea.
that he was going to be at my place to pick me up in 5 minutes. Ideally I would have been up for a half hour already. Now I had to rush to get myself into my gym clothes and fed. Getting fed is my problem. I stuck my oatmeal in the microwave before I put my shoes on, just to run out of time and have to leave a full bowl of oatmeal. I have to say, oatmeal is the most difficult food to clean up! Even when it's fresh it doesn't want to leave the bowl.Then post-gym and post-shower, I decided to check on the candle that I was burning and trying to get level. You know how nice it is to have a level candle. If you let it get out of hand, the wax suffocates the flame. The only issue with my plan was, I forgot that I hadn't blown it out. So as I tilted it towards me, I ended up with wax all down my side, all over my gym clothes (which were fortunately protecting part of my floor), and on the floor. I'm hoping that carpet cleaning will take care of it. Orange wax really looks horrible on green carpet.
After scraping wax off my body, I finally got out of my apartment 10 minutes late. I wasn't not too worried at this point--that is, until I got to the parking lot. After circling the lot for 5 minutes I finally found a spot, and that's when it dawned on me: today was the career fair! The career fair was my hope to find a decent internship, which I had to have to graduate. I had forgotten about it. Not only did that mean that I was wearing jeans and an ugly polo, or that I didn't have my resumé printed out, but I had to walk an extra 10 minutes to get to my class!
Even with all that, I got to my class about 3 minutes late and just barely made it in time to write my name on the "Quiz." I guess points for a name are better than nothing right? I was really stressed because I was a day behind on the reading. Fortunately, my professor is also a day behind. Not too bad after all--if only I didn't have the career fair lurking in the back of my mind.
I did mention that I MUST have an internship to graduate, right? After my Political Philosophy class I ran to my Religion class and pulled out my lap top to work on my resumé. We start every class with a quiz, and I made sure that I was ready for that on
Sunday. Funny thing is -- although we had a quiz, she didn't give us questions on the reading because she was behind too. The rest of the class period I sat and was so busy with my resumé that I couldn't listen to the best New Testament teacher in the world.Following my class I sat in the hall and looked over the career fair employers. They didn't seem too promising, but then again, I didn't really have time to look. While my lunch hour would be the best time to go to the career fair (due to the fact that it's the only hour that I don't have classes during the career fair), I had planned on using it to study for my linguistics test. By the time I walked to the building and sat down to study, I only had 20 minutes left. And the more I studied, the more unprepared I felt. Isn't it supposed to work the opposite way? I'm was still grasping to the hope that I might be able to get done with the test early, leave class, print my resume, and run to the career fair before my 2:00 class.
With the test in my hands I felt a wave of relief. It's was going to be easy, and I was not used to easy tests. Last semester one of my professors would hand out blank sheets of paper, and ask a question like, "compare and contrast these two authors and the literary elements they use in these poems." Those were hard tests. We had to fill up the space, and sound intelligent, without using books or notes or knowing ahead of time what authors we would have to know. By the time I finished my test, I was only 5 minutes early. Oh well. It just meant that the career fair would have to replace my 2:00 class.
I went to the career fair, walked in, looked around, and felt like crying. I had no clue where to even begin. I decided to do the research on the companies I should have done the night before. When I finished a half hour later, most of the companies I had marked as possibilities, don't offer a global component in an internship. I thought my best option would bee the cruise company, and their advertisement said that they're looking for people to fill their offices in various places of the world. I approached their booth. Other students walked past me in business suits and stacks of resumes stuck in portfolios. I was almost too shy to talk. I felt unprepared, and before long I realized, the company was not in the cruise industry, but is a retail company that has shops at major cruise destinations. As awesome as it sounds, I don't want to be a shop keeper and a foreign country for my international business internship.
I walked around a little more, and despair over the difficulty of finding a perfect fit filled my mind. I need to work on the management side of a company and I need to be dealing with international issues. This is a problem. The FDIC stopped me as I was making my final round and asked if I'm a business major. I replied by stating that it's my minor. They can't use me, but I did get a highlighter/sticky note dispenser out of it. I was walking around aimlessly with little confidence in my preparation for the day, realizing that it's a bit of a stretch to look for an internship 1 year in advance. How many of the companies are international? I don't even have the slightest idea.
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