My Life From a Trash Can

I have always feared the day after graduation. I can picture myself roaming around dark and rainy streets with my diploma clutched in one hand and tears in my eyes. I would periodically scream things like, "LOOK AT ME, I CAN WORK FOR YOU!" or "PLEASE JUST TAKE A PEEK AT MY RESUME, PLEASE!!" In the end I would be forced to take up residence on Sesame Street, like Oscar the Grouch, in some trash can. People would call me Garbage Girl and i could sing about the letter "G" every day. ;)

Friday, February 11, 2011

Schmoozing With Professors

BYU-Idaho is overflowing with qualified professionals that are worn out and ready to settle down for several quiet years of grading papers and making friends with outgoing BYU-I students such as myself. This creates a perfect environment for sticking a foot in the door of opportunities.
      I just spent a lovely hour speaking with my Editing Essentials professor, Brother Bennett. He told me of his career journey and the ins and outs of needing internships and perfecting writing skills. He is so sweet. The rumors are true, one must partake of networking. Hey, and it is a lot of fun to do so!

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