Let me tell you a little story that I think accurately depicts how stressed I was on a daily basis. [Read more…]
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I have a 3.75 in my Masters program so far. I’m taking a one-class-at-a-time online program, and 3 out of 4 classes I’ve gotten an “A.”
I have a Bachelor’s in English, where I wrote an essay a week for the better part of my 4 year program. I’ve been blogging for nearly 3 years. I’ve written an eBook. I’m a writer. I’ve been receiving A’s on my essays in my Masters program for the last 6 months.
Perhaps you can imagine the shock I experienced when I received a “C” on the first essay of my most recent class.
Here’s how my train of thinking went: [Read more…]
“Trying to overcorrect is a great way to find middle ground.” -Sheryl Sandberg
When I was a kid, I had a speech impediment. Well, several speech impediments.
They were minor, but many. I stuttered. St-st-stammered. I mumbled. I spoke as fast as a crackhead who just chugged 2 red bulls would. I had to go to a speech therapist in 3rd grade (I told everyone it was an extra study hall). No one could understand me. I hated it. [Read more…]
I had just arrived at the bar. It was strangely empty. I motioned the bartender.
“Excuse me, but I’m here for the networking event? I know I’m a few minutes early, but I think I’m in the right place – do you know where it is?”
The bartender looked at the schedule, and came back over.
“Actually, it looks like the event is tomorrow…” she informed me, half-apologetically, trying not to smile.
“Oh.” I said. “Well – hm.”
I had driven half an hour to get there, and rush hour was just starting. If I left then, it would’ve easily taken me an hour to drive back home.
When I was growing up, I had an acute fear of the dark.
Silly, right? I don’t know what you’d call it – a phobia, a fear, a problem; all I knew was that going into my parents’ dark bedroom or out to the garage at night was terrifying and I wasn’t having it. No-sir-ee.
I hate scary movies. I’m one of those hyper-imaginative guys that can’t stop thinking about images and scenes. Here’s my thought process when I watch a scary movie:
“Oh MAN this is scary. I’m not going to be able to sleep tonight. You know what? This monster knows I’m scared, so it’s gonna get me tonight. Better not fall asleep for several months and jump at every bump in the night to be safe.”
I’m a little embarrassed to admit, this happened for almost all of my teen years. [Read more…]
When I say I’m “hard on myself,” you might underestimate what I mean.
I’m a driven guy. Through Scrooge-like penny pinching and maniacal budgeting for 3 years, Kimi and I finally paid off all our debt – credit cards, student loans, everything. I had been informational interviewing, networking, and meeting with anyone who would meet up with me at my university’s Career Services department for the better part of a year until they finally hired me. I waited 9 hours to see the Game of Thrones cast at Comic Con.
Well, that’s not so much “driven” as it is crazy. Whatever.
The other day, I was out with a buddy of mine. He was having a going away party – he and his new fiancee were leaving for New York.
We were talking about the engagement for maybe…10 seconds. Then it happened. I couldn’t help myself.
“So, do you guys have a wedding date yet??” I blurted out. [Read more…]
I work at a job where I need to make my own goals. I don’t have people telling me what to do, or how to do it, or even helping me figure out what “progress” looks like. [Read more…]
The Manny Pacquiao and Floyd Mayweather fight was deemed by most boxing experts as the “fight of the century.” Whoever won would be the grandmaster-champion-of-the-galaxy or whatever.
Avengers came out this weekend. The original movie held the record for biggest opening weekend of all time or whatever.
Both were hyped to the max. I mean, it’s not everyday these things happen. You know how waiting for the next season of Game of Thrones for yet another YEAR like, super sucks? It’s like that, times 5 or something.
But after years and years of hype, both these events turned out to fizzle rather than fire up.
(Especially that MayPac fight. I mean, c’mon guys.)
This might sound eerily like what you’ve experienced so far in your 20s. Still living at home, still scrounging up spare dollars to go out and get a burger. Still watching damn near everyone else move ahead you. What the hell? What gives??
For years in college, we were pumped to FINALLY get out of class and start working. Make that money. Finally travel, finally do what WE want to do. Right? Right.
Not really though.
For many of us, life after college has been more underwhelming than the MayPac fight where the most interesting thing so far has been what we see other people do on Facebook. Is there anything more depressing? No.
However, here’s what you need to know about underwhelming. It’s alright. It’s expected. It happens, a lot. I mean, a lot a lot.
Your 20s are about identifying what you’re about. What you like. What your passions are, what you’re good at, and blazing lots of new paths that hurt and scratch you and leave you stranded in the middle of nowhere-forest with nothing but a seemingly-useless degree and a small (read “minuscule”) checkings account.
MayPac was a letdown, and while Avengers was definitely awesome (go see it), it wasn’t as good as I wanted it to be. Still, our 20s are not about being defined by the best and greatest successes of our lives, contrary to our hopes for the past several years. But we can still make huge dents in identifying our passions, skills, and where we want to end up later in life.