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<p>It's been a hot minute since I wrote on my blog, since a couple days after the new year of 2022 to be exact. I was still job hunting in Oregon until a college friend told me about a job opening in her company. Now it wasn't exactly what I was hunting for but I was getting desperate so I took it, thinking the experience would help me in the long run. My degree would get a better use of it that way compared to me standing for eight hours a day greeting Ross customers. I got hired within three days, quit my job at Ross, packed up whatever I could fit into my car and drove to the Bay Area. I didn't even have a place to go, but I needed to show up in the office on Monday.</p>
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<p>Things happened so quickly, that really the whole move was a blur. My friends and I moved into a new place a couple weeks later. My boyfriend and I just adapted to a long distance relationship, though I really was enjoying our time together alone in a nice apartment. I just couldn't afford it and really Oregon wasn't the best fit for me. Maybe one day with a nicer wage and more time on my hands we can come back to really enjoy it- but now wasn't the time. Anyways, I had to adapt to a new industry, my first big girl job, new working hours (<em>because I was working late nights</em>), and my wardrobe had to transform to strictly business casual... <em>oh</em> and did I mention that my trainer and higher-up was now the same friend that helped me get the job. I was working, carpooling, eating lunch, and then going home with my now coworker- whom all my tasks were basically with her and a handful of other people. <em>No pressure</em>, right? <em>Just don't loose your head in all this mess.</em></p>
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<p>At the time I was vigorously spraying and praying my resume and job applications, I of course had multiple interviews at once, one of which happened to offer me a paid internship at a San Francisco-based public relations agency. I thought I could work two big girl jobs at once for the entire duration of my internship, a whole six months. <em>Oh, how I was wrong.</em> I lasted four months juggling jobs, getting worked to the ground and stressed beyond my mind... I had to let one go. I thought I would get a job offer from the agency so I cut the generous friend out. <em>Side note: the agency didn't allow my blog so THAT'S why I was absent for so long.</em> I spent seven months at the agency before they decided not to move forward with me. And to be honest I think that was for the better for both of us. I loved my job, it was exactly what my degree was meant for- but it wasn't my forever home. </p>
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<p>Once again I was out job hunting. I was trying not to let anxiety get the better of me, stressing over how two years of  nothing really killed my confidence. But I had experience now, and a stronger portfolio- my fundamentals were locked and I deserved better than an internship. Two weeks later I landed a job at a separate public relations agency. That's where I'm at today. Still in the Bay Area with some college friends working my big girl jobs. <em>Boy was this journey a doozy.</em></p>
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<p>I'm not going to go into my challenges and thoughts because I literally have no time to dwell on it. I feel like I'm truly growing as a person and a professional that to trip over the old stresses would just stop my momentum now. Now that I'm doing good mentally, physically and professionally. Though if you are in the area and you want to catch up on that level, I'm glad to grab some coffee in the city. :) <em>Bye for now, XOXO Gossip Girl</em></p>
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