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Tomorrow

A year ago tomorrow – June 11 – I graduated from college with my degree in journalism, concentration in public relations and minor in Spanish.

I wish I’d known then that, in exactly 366 days – gotta remember Leap Year! – I would be starting a real job at a real public relations agency with real coworkers and real clients and all that cool big-kid-real-life stuff I’ve been prepping for my entire life.

That’s right, you read me correctly, I got hired on a week ago at a PR agency called Horn. Starting tomorrow morning at 9:30 a.m. I will be at Horn’s San Francisco office for my first day as an Assistant Account Executive. I can’t wait to meet all my coworkers, find out about the clients I will be working with and get into the type of PR I’ve been longing for since starting my education in the industry.

I’m so excited!

This is one of the biggest steps of my entire life. It’s kind of the equivalent of moving away to college and starting out on my own – only with benefits and a 401(k) plan. Eek!

I found out that I got the position a week and a half ago, but I didn’t want to share my big news before signing the contract and all that good stuff.

Wish me luck!!

A little bit about Horn (from the company website):

HORN is a digital communications agency that combines PR, social media and interactive services to help companies build their brand and move their business forward. 

Named “2011 Technology Agency of the Year,” HORN works with Fortune 500 global brands and hot emerging growth companies in technology, media and consumer markets. Established in 1991, the agency is independent, with offices in San Francisco and New York, and is co-founder of the Oriella International Network.

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And So It Begins

I feel as though everything in my life has been leading up to now. I’ve always had dreams for myself: go to college, live in a big city, have good relationships with my family members, get a great job, be proud of myself, be happy.

As of last week, I can finally say that I have accomplished all of those things thus far:

  • I graduated from college in June.
  • I have wonderful relationships with all four of my parents and all of my siblings, not to mention my extended family.
  • I signed the lease for an apartment in San Francisco.
  • I have an internship at a great company and I couldn’t be happier about it.
  • I am proud of myself and all I have accomplished – especially the apartment and internship, two things that happened last week.
  • I might not be as happy as I could be, but I’m working on it and all the things I just listed sure do help.

Of course, I haven’t officially moved in to my apartment (that happens this weekend) and I haven’t actually started my internship (I begin tomorrow), but man, I just feel like my life is really taking off!

Don’t get me wrong, there are a lot of things that I still want to accomplish in my life, but I am just now starting to feel like a real adult. All of my goals until now have been for my younger self. They were for the me that existed before 2012. The me that was focused on my profession, friends, and dreams. The 22-and-younger me only knew a life that consisted of classes, homework, papers, to and from campus, etc. etc. This new me, the 23-and-older me, has moved on from school, is entering the corporate world, and is ready for new challenges and experiences.

Now, even though it is only 8:20pm, I think I am going to go pick out my outfit for tomorrow, crawl in to bed, read a book, and get a good night’s sleep before my big day tomorrow.

San Francisco, I’m ready for you!

An Apology to Leftovers

Dear Leftovers,

I am so sorry that I complained about you in the years past. I’m sorry that every time I asked my mom what we were having for dinner and she said “leftovers” I argued and said I wanted her to make something else – pasta, chicken, soup – anything that I hadn’t been served within the last 72 hours. I was young and naive and didn’t fully comprehend the amazingness that is you.

You see, back then I didn’t prepare my own food. My parents made my lunches and dinner for me. They were delicious, but because I was such a brat, I became demanding about the delicious food they prepared for me.

It wasn’t until I left for college that I really began to grasp how exhausting it is to prepare a new meal every night. Not only do you work/go to class all day, but then you also have to go home and cook dinner every single night? Did I mention the dishes that then had to be done after all the preparation and eating?! No thank you. Not gonna happen. On the bright side, when you are only cooking for one or two (such as myself and a roommate), it was almost impossible to make the exact right amount… that meant there was, heaven forbid, leftovers.

That is when my life changed.

My fridge - look at all those leftovers! (taken January 19, 2012)

I began to appreciate the leftover pizza that was in the fridge for two days. The Americanized Chinese food* in its white little boxes. The chicken bits that Christine and I like to call “nibs.” And the spaghetti, oh the spaghetti! So delicious. And the best part? That none of those things have to be heated up in order to be delicious the next day! (Of course you could heat them in the microwave if you wanted to, but it wasn’t a necessary step.)

By senior year of college – after only having cooked for myself for three years – I was done making a new dish every night. No more coming home exhausted and then slaving over a hot stove! No more trying to figure out whether or not I have the right ingredients for a specific recipe! No more cooking, eating, and then cleaning everything! I was done!

It was liberating.

Christine and I started making entire boxes of spaghetti for the two of us – that would last us for three days (lunch and dinner) before we finally ran out. We started grabbing sandwiches from our favorite deli just so we would have leftovers, eating half of them at lunch and then saving the rest for dinner. When I graduated from college and had my entire family over for dinner after the ceremony we had a ridiculous amount of Mexican food that was leftover. It wasn’t a problem though. That food sustained us and we loved it.

Oh, and the monetary impact that eating leftovers has had on my life! Instead of leaving the leftover pasta on my plate at the restaurant, I take it home with me. Mashed potatoes and broccoli that I didn’t eat? Pack it up! It’s like getting two meals for the price of one. What a concept!

As I sit here and eat my reheated shrimp fried rice, chicken chow fun, and General Tso’s chicken, I can’t help but think back on the darker times in my life. The times when I refused to eat the leftover pasta. Wouldn’t touch the takeout box sitting in the fridge the next morning. Those were sad, sad times.

So you see leftovers, people can change. I have changed.

I thank you for sustaining me throughout my four years of college and now, as I enter the “real world” and start my career, I will depend on you often after a long day at work. My co-workers might hate me for having my Tupperware in the communal fridge for a few days, but I won’t care! I won’t care because I will have my leftovers and they will save me time and money.

So thank you. I honestly don’t know what I would do without you. You are a wonderful part of my life and I’m sorry it took me so many years to realize it.

Sincerely,

Rachel

*I’ve been to China and real Chinese food is very different than what we call Chinese food.

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