Nightmare

Not that anyone follows this blog anyhow, but I think this will be my last post. Dwelling on my lack of employment has proved itself to be very depressing.

I wish I could just beg someone and be like, "Save me! Please?" All it takes is one job to potentially change a person's life. And all it takes is one person, out of the millions who have the authority, to influence a job offer.

I really wish someone would save me from my unemployment. I'm not entitled, just desperate. I have good grades, an amazing SAT score, great work ethic, and several internships under my belt. I graduated within the top 5% of my high school class, went to a pretigious college on a moderate scholarship, graduated from college with honors and a year ahead of schedule, and held temporary positions at some of the largest, most renowned corporations in the world. I have even completed some graduate coursework. But none of this matters because I'm unemployed and can't manage to find full-time employment.


*EDITED*

Originally, I had a cheesy story posted here about a dream (nightmare) I had back in freshman year of college. It's sappy and ridiculous so I decided to remove it from this blog. In the dream, all of my college friends ended up as big-time bankers/executives several years after graduation. I was unemployed, broke, and homeless. They all married each other (LOL) and decided to take pity on me and hire me as their housekeeper / charity case. That dream (premonition?) should have driven me to at least double major in finance and marketing. But instead, it only encouraged me to graduate earlier, while only pursuing a single major in marketing. (Minor in art, a.k.a. underwater basket-weaving.)

So now almost all of my closest friends are going to work for banks while I'm living with my parents and doing my 4th or 5th internship. I don't even have enough work experience to get hired as a secretary/assistant. And this is with me having a slightly better GPA than most of the people I knew (only because marketing was an easier major), and graduating a year earlier so I could get a head start on the job hunt. I should've known that employers shun unemployed graduates but love to recruit on campus. In conclusion, my friends are great and worked hard for everything, instead of trying to take the easy way out like I did. I'm really glad that they made it, and proved all of the gloomy unemployment statistics for our generation wrong. I definitely should've listened to them that this was a bad idea, instead of trying to race to the graduation finish line. (Won the battle, lost the war?)

Was this the co$tlie$t mistake I've ever made? Yep. I didn't even get to graduate/celebrate with my own class.