Post-rapture.

Although it hasn't yet reached 6 AM in my part of the world, it is well past the predicted time of rapture in many others, and unfortunately for Harold Camper, (and his avid listeners who may or may not have spent their life savings, sold their worldly possessions.. etc etc..) Jesus has not come back. Camper, you've let us down again.

Jokes aside.. This rapture talk has got me thinking and a little worried. Although I did not believe that today would be the end of the world (because I do not believe that any man could predict the coming of Christ), there's always that thought in the back of your mind.. what if? What if today, Christ was coming? Am I ready for him?

I want to live my life so that any moment, I would be ready. I would be prepared for Christ at all times. whooooo that's quite a life to live.

No, I did not kill myself.

I am still here. =] Sorry if I worried any of you. The day I posted "F My Life", (One of my more intelligent, bookmark-worthy posts, in my opinion..) I had just gotten an email from Hyatt OC saying that I didn't get the job. This was the interview that I was really excited about, the one I was certain I would get.

So.. I cried a little, brooded a little.. read the email over and over, then went out to meet my friends and watch the Lakers lose again.

But.. it's okay. I'm applying for more jobs, I'm still waiting for Huntington Beach to say yes or no, and... I guess I'm over not getting the server job. I'm not okay with it, but I"m done crying over it.


On to more important things:

I cooked mothers day dinner. =] I was quite proud of myself. While everything wasn't everything I imagined it to be, overall, it was all very good. I was just disappointed with my caprese because I now know... the burrata that Pizzeria Mozza gets will always... always be 100x better than what I get at the market. Live and learn.

Today is my parents' 30th wedding anniversary. I really wanted to throw them a party and celebrate their lives together, but.. I'm broke. Sorry mom and dad. Instead, we're going out to dinner, just the four of us, for a quiet night out. Which one of them might pay for. haha... Hopefully my brother will pay.

Also, yesterday, I joined Weightwatchers online. hAHAHHAHAAH. Don't hate. I was looking around the website and the different tools/whatnot that they have, it's freaking genius. GENIUS I say. You can eat ANYTHING. They give you a daily allotment of points you can "spend" on food. The fattier the food, the higher the cost. so you can still eat it.. you just can't eat anything else. Also, if you exercise, you get more points. It's so simple.. yet brilliant. Plus, they have an app for your phone, so you can track your meals as you go, throughout the day, read articles, read success stories, look at point values for restaurants/fast food, all from the comfort of your hand held mobile device. amazing.

I was just going to try the 7 day free trial, but I'm pretty sure I'm going to stay with them and pay month to month. Whoever got them to give out a 7 day free trial is a genius. Nobody who really wants to try will cancel their membership after only seven days. They'll all want to see how they do as months progress.


Anywayyyy... I guess that's all happening in my life right now. I'm also selling 4 GLEE tickets for the concert at the staples center on May 28th, 8 PM. If you'd like to buy, please talk to me. =]

Love you guys

F my life.

Miraculous!

It's a miracle. I had two interviews. That i got on my own! Not interviews gained through connections with friends!

It's funny, literally the day after I wrote my rant about not getting even an interview, I got a phone call for an interview. I love it.

My two interviews were both with Hyatt, but at different properties. My first interview was at the Hyatt property in Huntington Beach, for a front desk position, and i was there for about three hours and had three interviews. My first was with an HR manager, and she was super nice and sweet. Next, I met with the front desk manager, then last, with the Rooms(?).. Director and assistant director. It was a great interview, I feel like I impressed them, we had a lot to talk about, but here I am, still waiting for them to call, since they're still interviewing candidates. This was two weeks ago.

My second interview was with the Hyatt property in Orange County, a few blocks away from Disneyland, and it was for a server position in the restaurant on property. It's a beautiful property, atrium-like because there's a huge glass wall on one side of the lobby that lets in all the light from outside. I met with 3 people again, an HR manager, a restaurant manager, and the Assistant F&B Director. I loveeed interviewing with these people. They were so genuinely friendly, the loved what they were doing, and they were able to inspire a little passion and excitement into me just by talking to me.

When I was talking to Anthony, the asst. F&B director, he told me something that made me pause for a moment.. He told me that the previous interviewers had told him that they had the impression I would be much better suited for the rooms division. (i.e. front desk) He also told me that since there aren't many intermediate managerial/supervisory positions in F&B, promotion would probably come much more quickly if I were a front desk agent. Now, I was much more excited about working for the OC Hyatt, probably solely for the reason that I would be working in F&B. But I do want to get promoted quickly, to kind of satisfy my mom's dissatisfaction with my industry choice. However, Anthony told me that if food and beverage is really what I want to do, if that's my passion, then he can help me. Don't give in to the rooms side, don't give into the thought of quick promotion, because who knows, really, what's going to happen? He said he would help me find my way in F&B.

I guess I have to actually receive the job offers before I start worrying about which job I"m going to take.. But I'm not 100% sure on what decision I'll make if I do get these jobs.

thoughts? (EsPPP you, JENN!?)

been laudin no more.

what a momentous day in history. Osama Bin Laden is dead.

After ten years of searching for him, he's finally gone. It's insane.

Is it okay to say that I'm happy he's dead? I don't know..

but it is what it is.

5/1/2011

Meltdown.

I had a mild panic attack yesterday. I'm not exactly sure why, but I can tell you it was career related. I had a sudden overwhelming feeling that I was never going to get a job, that I was an idiot, and that I was going to live a short, meaningless life.. at home. At my parents' home. This was after receiving another rejection letter and applying for about eleven more jobs.

Thank goodness it was all over when I woke up this morning.

A few Sundays ago, I met the president of a hotel company at church. It was the time during service when they want you to meet the people around you, and he happened to be sitting next to me with his son. We introduced ourselves, he asked me what I did, and when he found out that I was a hospitality major who was still looking for a job, he offered to help me find one. He forwarded my resume to his director of HR, and I applied for a front desk position.

Now, I did not assume that just because I was a Christian, that he would hire me. However, I did assume that he would hire me because he would actually look at my resume and see that I was.. I don't know, normal? Someone with work experience? I kind of took this as my "Finally, I'm going to start working" thing. I assumed that within a week or two, I would have a job. But I got another rejection letter, and that's when my panic attack slowly started building up.

Honestly, I'm baffled. I don't know what it's going to take to get a job now. Apparently, you need five years of front desk experience to get a job at a front desk now, a position that I believe was, just a few years ago, an entry level position. For goodness sake, I had that job in high school! Surely a college graduate with a degree in the very same industry as aforementioned entry level position would be able to do the work. But apparently not. I don't know what to do.

I really didn't want this blog to become a documentary of my increasing insanity and frustration over unemployment. I'm sorry that it has.



On a completely different note, I'm taking my bartending test in a few hours. Finally! One week, I was out of town. The next week, I overslept. Last week, I forgot about it. So finally, a month after finishing my classes, I'm taking the test. Maybe I can get that job at the El Rey theater Jane was helping me with. I wonder if I got my TiPS certificate..


On another completely different note, I wanted to talk about money. Again. A few days after the disaster in Japan, I made a sizable donation to a Christian organization that was helping with relief. It was more than I was able to afford at the moment, but I felt good about it. When my dad found out about it, he didn't exactly say that it was stupid of me to do, but he sure implied it. He made comments about how Japan is one of the strongest economies in the world, that they would be able to take care of themselves, didn't I regret it, now that I have no more money in my account? And it made me feel stupid. Really stupid. I don't want to regret the decision that I made, but he sure seems to want me to.

Anyway, I'm sure that it was used for His glory.



I guess it's time to sleep.

month.. 4?

In just a few days, the third month of my being-back-at-home will be over. That means for three months, I have done nothing but sleep, eat, and play. I also realize that it has been about three months since I've written in here.. Again, sorry!

I can happily say that the first two months of my unemployment here in LA was completely intentional/voluntary/i don't really know what else to call it. You know, that "Oh, no, I"m not working right now. I'm just taking a break before I start working again."
Little did I know that I really should have started that job hunt as soon as I got home in order to land a job by month 3 because apparently, it takes that long. Or longer. I wouldn't know yet, cause NOBODY WILL HIRE ME!

I knew it was going to be hard finding a job when I got back home. But I was arrogant enough to think consider myself a fairly smart person (though you'd never be able to tell by looking at my transcript..), a hard worker, and with enough work experience to get myself a job faiiirrlyy easily. Not so, my friends. Not so.

At first, I was applying to jobs "worthy" of me. Jobs that were good enough, you know? Assistant restaurant manager, F&B supervisor, things like that. Then, as the rejection letters came rolling in, it was "front desk associate", "host", "server".. And now, as even those rejection letters arrive, I feel an overwhelming sense of.. PANIC. Whattt am I going to do? I can't even get a front desk job?!?

I regret not working harder in college, not getting involved in clubs, not getting on the good side of my professors.. but regret aside, I realize that I would be in a higher position if I had just worked straight out of high school and not gone to college. You know, that whole.. work your way up thing. Was it a waste of 4 years? It certainly was a fun four years..


Anyway, was there a real point to this post? I don't know. I guess I just wanted to share my frustration with you all.

To those still in Korea, hope you're taking care of yourselves. Stay warm, eat well.

To those who left Korea before I, I miss you guys.

To everyone else, hello!

goodbye.