Rants and Ramblings

Man oh man I believe that I am having a quarter-life crisis.

Trying to figure out what to do after you graduate is not easy. In fact it is scary and overwhelming. I'm graduating in a month and have no idea what is going to happen next. I'm looking for a job here, but if I cannot not find one I'll have to move back home. Moving home would not be the worst thing in the world, but I would feel like I was regressing. I am very much ready to move on. To almost start over I suppose.

My boss at my internship asked me to put together a casebook that identifies the top 5 places that i would want to live, who I am in two sentences, what my passions are, what sets me apart from others, my flaws, and what I want and don't want out of a potential agency. Answering these questions are a lot more difficult that I anticipated. I did stumble upon a pretty nifty site while trying to figure out where I would want to live. www.findyourspot.com helps you figure out which US city is right for you by analyzing a short survey that each person takes and then matches your answers to the top 25 places that suit your individual tastes.

I've narrowed down my list to
  • Colorado
  • Arizona
  • Philadelphia
  • Chicago
  • North Carolina
I've been looking at all the ad agencies in each state/city to see what my options would be. I wouldn't mind staying in Tampa a bit longer assuming that I did find a job.

Stress and anxiety until then


I should know who I am by now...

But I don't.

I'm trying to eloquently articulate who I am, what I am passionate about, my ambitions, my flaws, and what ultimately sets me apart from everybody else. It's a lot harder than it may sound. Everything I write sounds so contrived and cliche. With the way things are looking on paper I would not want to be my own friend. Getting the flaws down was not too difficult, but everything else needs help.

Sometimes I think that I know who I want to be...Like when I grow up,but with the way the world is going, who in their right mind wants to grow up? Peter Pan syndrome forever!