Allllll Aboard!


In about two and a half months, a new chapter of my life begins.  Everyone, including myself, thought that my graduation last May (2011) would be the beginning of the new chapter, but it has so far only left me brokenhearted and disappointed.  This fall, I will be embarking on an brand new college career.  It feels in a way like a do-over because of the length of the program, but I’m not.  I am just on the bigger and better things.

Good bye marketing career, hello PharmD (with the chance of a dual degree with a MBA.  Why not?).  Some people may think that I am taking the easy way out by returning back to the safety bubble, otherwise known as college, but I’ve got news for you: IT’S NOT.  Taking on a six year program when I already have student loans out the waazoo at 26 can be risky, or smart.  I’m going with smart.  Plus the greater the risk, the greater the return.

I may have to change the name of my blog, and I’m open to suggestions, but I think the name still fits and a weird sort of way.  I feel bad that I haven’t updated more, but I haven’t been compelled to write because nothing super awesome or interesting has happened since my last post.  So let’s mark this as a milestone, because I’m onto bigger and better things.  I hope.

 

Wish me luck!


Apostrophes Are Free


I recently received a comment from someone stating that my blog was “disappointing.” Apparently I am looking for attention in my whining and that I am too busy because of this to fix what is wrong. Everyone is entitled to free speech, my blog included. You are entitled to not like it, but your comment was less than constructive and rather whiney as well.   Maybe I should “whine” some more and discuss what you wrote?

Encourage a little constructive criticism.

Here is the comment in whole:

The next time I read a blog, I hope that it doesnt disappoint me as much as this one. I mean, I know it was my choice to read, but I actually thought youd have something interesting to say. All I hear is a bunch of whining about something that you could fix if you werent too busy looking for attention.

I’d like to first address that you commented on Censored, the SOPA/PIPA post. Hello, maybe you should educate yourself on why I was posting and realize that I wasn’t whining. I was helping to draw attention to a national issue that could adversely effect my blog (regardless of how pointless you may see my blog as being) and the rest of the Internet in its entirety.

Secondly, I apparently have nothing interesting to say.  My blog, like SO many others out there, will not speak to everyone.  I do not write my blogs for a place to find information on a new product OR to discuss what’s going on in America today all day everyday OR to be educational.  I write my blog simply for my pleasure, and if you had looked at my page, “The Truth Behind the Name,” you would have understood a little more as to why I write.  It’s a recreational blog.

In general, I like to write.  I went to school for marketing and found a strange love for copywriting.  I get to speak(write) in someone else’s voice and make a product sound more fun and more interesting.  Most of my posts here stem from the occasional inability to sleep or some frustration in what I have been dealing with.  I started it during my last year in college and it has stemmed into my after college life, naturally.  I use my time effectively enough to try and right every “problem” that I blog about.

Next time that I receive a comment (although I know that this request may seem selfish and is completely out of my hands), if someone wants to comment negatively, not constructively, I would suggest that you properly learn how to use a apostrophe (they’re free!) when employing a contraction.  Hey! I’m not perfect: I make a few comma splices, misspell a word here and there, and occasional use a dangling modifier.  I would also suggest you offer advice on how to fix the problem, whatever it may be.  As one person I cannot “fix” SOPA/PIPA by myself, but in order to be heard, signing petitions, writing to my congressmen, and writing a blog were the correct paths to take for the fixing.  <—–  See what I did there, I offered a suggestion in how you can fix something.  I was being constructive.

You may think I’m whining, but I’m just pointing out that I don’t write for you, I write for myself.  If people enjoy what I write, AWESOME.  If they don’t, I never made them read it.  It’s not as if they just paid $11 to go watch a crappy movie in which they’ll never get back that money or time spent.

PS – I have some cheese if you’d like.

 


I am a Rutgers-Camden Graduate


Last Wednesday, Governor Christie proposed a separation and merger of two of New Jersey state colleges as a way to improve or higher education; Rutger-Camden, a nationally recognized university, will not only be “merged,” but dissolved into Rowan University, a regionally known state school.  People who attend Rutgers-Camden are typically from South Jersey, want the same education that New Brunswick offers but cannot alter their current life to head north, and want the recognition of a name, a BRAND, of a nationally and globally known University.

As a Rutgers-Camden graduate, as a RUTGERS graduate, I am not happy that my alma mater may be no more.  Because of this, I wrote a letter to Governor Christie in regards to this matter and my feelings on this issue.  I only felt that it would be fair to share it with the Rutgers Community and every one else.

I have attached a link to sign a petition against this potential merger: Stop the Merger!

Dear Governor Christie,
 
While I applaud your efforts in attempting to reform New Jersey’s higher education system, I feel that this merger may be more detrimental than beneficial.  I understand your want to increase Rowan’s national recognition, but shedding the Rutgers name in Camden can be seen as a slap in the face to those students and alum that attended Camden because they could not attend New Brunswick for various reasons.
 
I, like many other New Jerseyans seeking a secondary education, left New Jersey to pursue my degree.  However, after my freshman year, I came back, looked at my college options (again) in NJ, and decided on Rutgers (my three choices were Rutgers, TCNJ, and Rowan).  Rutgers-Camden won out in the end because it was more convenient than New Brunswick (and would be the same education), had my major (B.S. in Marketing, not Business with a specialization), and it fit my budget.  I spent two and a half years at Burlington County College and transferred right into Rutgers-Camden without a second thought.
 
Here are some of my reasons why Rutgers-Camden should remain Rutgers, not assimilate into Rowan:  I went to RUTGERS, not Rowan for a reason, as did most students; they are not the same! Rutgers was founded in 1766 and is the eighth-oldest college in the United States, being one of the nine Colonial colleges founded before the American Revolution. Rutgers is a name that is easily recognized and highly regarded by employers nationwide. Rutgers-Camden students report the highest level of satisfaction with their education out of the three campuses.   I do not feel that it is fair to strip away Rutgers-Camden’s achievements and simply hand them over to Rowan who is still building their own name.
 
 I implore you to reconsider this merger.  If you must continue with the merger, may I suggest that you hold onto the Rutgers name and make Rowan a sister school.  We as a state do not need two research universities in order to compete with outside schools.  If anything we need lower in-state tuition and an increase in out-of-state tuition, as many other states will charge as much as $10,000 more.  New Jersey has a Southern New Jersey Research University, it goes by Rutgers-Camden; there is no logical reason to further separate the ties between North and South Jersey.
 
 Thank you for your time and I am interested to see the future decisions and plans for this proposed merger.
 
Sincerely, 
A Rutgers Graduate
 

Censored


My blog has been censored for fear that I may have pirated some information from the internet.

 

 

 

 

 

There’s actually an entire blog post, but the legislative talks about SOPA and PIPA have blocked out what I wanted to say for fear that I may have used copyrighted information or that someone may use my information.

I believe in the 1st Amendment and I believe in the right to information and the open source of the Internet.  This isn’t 1995, or even 2005.  This is 2012 where people rely on Web sites like Google and Wikipedia to find information that is helpful in answering a question or the aiding in a project.

Behold the age of the consumer and the attempt of further government censorship and control.

Say no to SOPA/PIPA.


Twenty-Eleven Reviewed


My twenty-eleven blogging experience in a nutshell.  Perhaps I can do even better in ‘twelve.

Here’s an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 1,400 times in 2011. If it were a cable car, it would take about 23 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.


New Year, Same You


Can you believe it?  Twenty-eleven has come and gone (as all other years past) and twenty-twelve has emerged in true fashion.What do you suppose this year has in store?  Well, if my Irish ancestors had TOLD me about some of the traditional traditions, maybe twelve would have even more to offer than it already does…  I don’t believe in resolutions because they’re empty promises to yourself.  I don’t need a new year, a new month, a new week, or a new day to say I’m going to do something.  If I want to do something, I’m going to do it.  DUH.  But back to the traditions, of for us Irish, superstitions.

 

Superstition #1: The first person to pass through the door on New Year’s day was caused either good or bad luck for the family for the rest of the year. If a tall dark handsome man was the first person to cross over the threshold, this would bring the home and it’s occupants good luck but if it was a red haired or blonde girl, it would bring hardship and grief.  All I can say is THANK GOD I’m a brunette since I was the first person to cross over the threshold.  No good, no bad, just our luck remaining the same.

Superstition #2: On New Year’s night, families would remember those who has passed away that year before by setting a place for them at the dinner table and leaving the door unlatched.  This was a way to say that they were still welcome members of the family.  Although I’ve heard of this, neither was done.  Being a half Irish family, those that have past on seem to stick around anyway.  Thank you Grandmom ;)

Superstition #3:  Banging on doors and walls of the house with Christmas bread to chase the bad luck out of the house and invite the good spirits in.  All I can think of is soda bread and hard it is to be able to complete this task…  Maybe they were just trying to soften the bread?  In all honesty, I would prefer no spirits at all.

Superstition #4: Beginning the year with a really clean house.  A spotless house signified a fresh start to the new year.  Guess I should have cleaned my room?  Missed that memo, I’ll get on it.  Really, I will.

Superstition #5: Mistletoe is believed to bring romantic bliss to Irish women on New Year’s Eve.  If you tuck a small bouquet of mistletoe under your pillow on NYE, Irish women will become lucky with love in the new year and fund their true love.  Seriously?  Why the heck didn’t someone tell me about this because this drought that I’ve been living in has been going on for way too long.  Guess there’s always next year, right?  Or maybe I’ll go find some and make my own Hungarian-Irish tradition….

Regardless of your heritage or what your believe or practice, I do wish that everyone has a fantastically awesome new year.  I hope that twenty-twelve has as many new doors for me as they do you.  Just remember, a new year may be a good starting point, but you can place a starting point anywhere you’d like in the end.


One year later


One year later and I feel as though I do not have much to show for myself or my blog.  I became lackadaisical in updating on at least a MONTHLY basis (regardless of me notating that I wouldn’t be updating regularly).

One year later and I have a degree in marketing and no job with an office or cubicle to hang on my diploma.  Every job search that I have done thus far has either come up empty or has been misleading as to what the company actually wanted from me (Seeking Marketing Associate for sales-management program).

One year later and I gained 20 pounds from my senior year of college and 10 pounds from being lazy, eating good food, and general life stress.  Thankfully, I lost those 10 pounds and am currently pursuing to lose the other 20 and placing a restraining order on them.  For some irony, I gained the last 10 pounds soon after I joined a gym, but my workouts are finally kicking some butt (probably because I’m going more regularly and I’m kicking some butt).

One year later and I still hang with the same people almost every weekend and I don’t mind it at all.  Chill evenings can sometimes outrank even the most funnest of nights out.  When was the last weekend that I stayed in the entire time?  I can honestly say that I do not remember.

One year later and I’m still the same person I was before.  People may have said that I have changed, but in all honesty, it was that I didn’t change for them.  I have lost some close friends and I have gained some new acquaintances; isn’t that how the world works or the cookie crumbles?

So I sit before you one year later and I am still the same person now that I was 364 days ago, except one year older. Coincidence?  No, just life at it’s finest.


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