Feeling guilty about not updating in a while. Yet not so guilty that I've come up with something brilliant or significant to write about. Since it's about the time for me to go to bed if I don't want to look/feel exhausted at work tomorrow, I'm not sure that I really have time to get into anything right now. So here's a brief summary of all the new things in my life that I've neglected to blog about with hopes that I'll get back to them in more detail later.
John and I are moving in together... sort of. He's still extremely vague about his plans and what this all really means, but I've decided to let myself get excited about it anyway. Excited/Nervous.
I feel like I'm wasting my summer. I'm having a good time and have especially enjoyed bonding with Allison but I'm not doing anything that gets me closer to doing work in a museum. This really bums me out. I'm nervous about my future plans after grad school and the opportunities that may or may not be open to me. Why did I have to get rejected from all of those internships this summer? I don't know how someone could be more qualified than me for an internship in education and it's really depressing to think about the fact that I just can't catch a break in that aspect for the second summer that I've put myself out there. How am I supposed to get a real job? I make jokes about coming back to Coast Capital after graduation if this whole art history thing doesn't work out, but really I'm terrified that that might really be my only option.
I also only have two weeks left at home. Louisiana home. I'm feeling extremely bittersweet about the idea of leaving.
Anyway, that was longer than I intended. And here's my re-commitment to this blog. I will at least post art everyday if I have nothing in the life department to report.
Notable Note
13 years ago
Dear Holly,
ReplyDeleteFirst of all, if you're enjoying yourself this summer, I don't think it's wasted.
Secondly, I won't lie...listening in to you and John's conversation in Natchitoches was kind of terrifying. I can only say that I'm scared of even going to grad school and I'm scared of the job market and I feel so mad that we're unlucky enough to be out there fighting our way through this shitty job market. In all honesty, I'm not advancing my career in any meaningful way this summer either.
I do know, despite the doom and gloom, that you love art and that you feel strongly about sharing that love and you're such an amazing person that I have faith that you'll be presented with the opportunity or you'll make your own.
You and me, baby, 21st century artisans.