I sent out my first internship application today, after painstakingly redoing my resume layout (and vacillating several times on whether I should delete my barista and 3-year-old lifeguard experience because what, no one cares) and spending an hour (of class time lulz) crafting a cover letter. Surprisingly enough, instead of dread, I feel good and excited to be job-hunting.
I found the notebook I kept last summer to keep track of the jobs I applied to. I had previously thought that I spent 3 months unemployed, but the real number is closer to a month and a half, because you’re only considered “unemployed” if you’re actively looking for a job (for real, when the gov does its census, people who have given up or are not looking for a job are not counted as being unemployed, but as “not part of the work force”), and May and most of June were spent twiddling my thumbs. In the end, I sent out about 113 applications and went on 12 interviews before being hired at a job that is fun, though perhaps less-than-ideal in terms of pay and relevant experience.
Nonetheless, I am optimistic… even though I am starting my job search about 3 months later than I should have, ideally (yeah, turns out that March Resolution ended up being not at all kept). I don’t know what’s different about this year - whether it’s me or the jobs I’m applying to, or both. I’m trying to be more discriminatory with where I apply, so I’m not just blindly sending resumes, but taking the time to determine whether I’d really like to work there so I send a cover letter that SOUNDS like I actually want to work there. Maybe that’ll make a difference this year. Hopefully, anyway.
I guess I’ll give it like two weeks before my initial confidence and optimism is worn away completely haaaa. But the job market is supposed to be better, right? Right? Especially when I’m willing to work for free?
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She’s so amazing.
GOD I AM SO TIRED OF FEMALE CELEBRITIES THINKING THEY’RE ~UNIQUE~ AND ~SPECIAL~ BECAUSE THEY LIKE STAYING HOME AND EATING.
EATING!! Eating for fuck’s sake. Who DOESN’T like eating you fucking idiots?! Name me one goddamn person alive in the world that doesn’t enjoy putting food in their mouth. Or being lazy. Or wearing pjs. Or being comfy in general. Like no shit, obviously that shit rules.
And this applies even to female celebrities I like, like Anna Hendricks and Jennifer Lawrence, who use this same fucking line all the time. You are not “really weird” because you put food in your mouth, you are literally just like every other girl in the world.
G’damn. I get that on some level, this is a rebellion against the typical stigma associated with food in weight-obsessed-girl-culture but at the same time, can we please stop glorifying something this fucking basic? It’s FOOD. You need it to live. Yes, sometimes it tastes amazing and sometimes it can make you feel better when you feel kind of dumpy (though it can also make you feel worse) but it is also one of our most BASIC HUMAN NEEDS.
Stop pretending that staying home and eating instead of going out is some sort of revolutionary behaviour among girls. It is not. Every girl does it. Every. girl.
And, I mean, how bout you get real and let us know how many hours you spend at the gym after “eating all day” and which designer your “baggy clothes” are made by.
Miracle fruit is the berry of a plant indigenous to West Africa which contains a glycoprotein called miraculin. This protein binds to the sweet receptors on your tongue, causing everything you eat to taste sweet for about an hour after you coat your tongue in miracle berry pulp (or tablets, like these, which contain an extract.)
When you’ve dosed yourself with miracle berry, strong beer tastes like creme soda. Lemons and limes taste like candies. Cream cheese tastes like cheesecake. Sour candy tastes like sweet candy! Grapefruit tastes like grapefruit candy!
Then, an hour later, as you’re spooning cream cheese into your mouth like a stoner with an empty fridge, your guts start to hurt. They pang, and tear, worse and worse, and you set down the cup, suddenly realizing that you can’t eat a pound of acidic fruit just because it tastes okay. The curdled cream-cheese and fruit cocktail erupts out of your gullet and onto your rug, washing the last of the protein from your tongue, and you taste the bitterness of shame.
I’ve decided to do Orthodox Lent this year with my mom, which starts on Monday. I’ve never done it before, but my mom has become fairly religious as of late… my grandma died 4 days after Christmas this year, and since then I’ve been to church twice as my mom is trying to reconnect with God given that my grandma was fairly religious. My own immediate family never has been - before her death I can’t even remember the last time I went to church - but I can, on some level, understand my mom’s attempts at renewing her faith. That said, I am mostly a passive participant - I go to support my mom and because the rest of my extended family is religious & feels that this is a thing that should be done and I respect that, not because of any compelling belief system.
Orthodox Lent is different from Catholic Lent as it involves giving up eating animals and animal by-products for 40 days… making Orthodox Christians the original vegans.
I’m doing it this year a) to support my mom, and b) because I’ve always been curious about going vegan. Most vegans advocate trying it for 30 days, but I never found myself in a position where this was possible… until now.
Side note: I will never go vegan completely. There are some things I could not handle giving up for good. I believe in limiting myself to those things that are bad for my health/the environment, but not in banning myself completely, as I think that often breeds resentment.
Things that will be the toughest to give up:
-the cream that I put into my coffee every damn morning (I know there are soy/coconut milk substitutes, which I’ll try, but I doubt they’ll be any good. may just have to drink it black like everyone I know.)
-Greek yogurt (the Greeks are Orthodox, why don’t they have a vegan version come on)
Things that I have given up already:
-milk (stopped drinking it about two years ago when I learned that it was bad for your health and realized that the concept of it is pretty gross in general. Think about it. You are not a baby cow. You do not need to be suckling at a mother cow’s teat. Cow milk was not made for humans. Even humans do not drink human milk past a certain age, so why are people still drinking cow milk. Also, do you know the amount of shit that goes into milk nowadays?! From antibiotics and hormones to blood and pus from overmilked cows. GROSS.)
-beef (I still eat it occasionally - steaks are delicious! vegetarian gyoza is no match for beef gyoza! etc - but I’ve been seriously turned off by the fact that beef is SO ABSURDLY BAD FOR THE ENVIRONMENT HOLY SHIT. Did you know it takes an acre of rainforest to produce one pound of beef? And I’m not just trying to make a point - this is actually what is happening to the rainforest. Also beef is bad for your health… I’m probably going to make a separate post about this.)
Recipes and advice are welcome. Mostly I’m worried about being hungry all the time. When I brought this up to my mom she said “they say that you are never hungry when on Lent because God takes care of you and makes you feel full,” and then I rolled my eyes until I almost passed out so any real advice would be appreciated.