Salsa

I went home for lunch today and practically ate half a jar of salsa. It wasn't one of those huge jars, it was the tiniest they come in, but still... Part of me didn't want to admit it out loud here, but oh well. I workout, ok?! I did look at the label though. There are 10 calories per tablespoon (I believe). I didn't think it was that horrible, and neither did my taste buds. Yummy.

Texas lost last night... boo. My heart truly went out to Colt McCoy. I mean this kid has just been dreaming about leading this team since the night it was announced they'd be playing in this game and then after the first series ::poof:: it's over. I mean that's just heartbreaking. I know how much athletes put their heart and soul into their sport, how psychologically connected they are to it, and it just had to be devastating for him. You could see it in him. I couldn't even imagine. With that said, if he would have been healthy and played, there's no way Texas would have lost, and I'm probably stating the obvious or maybe biased opinion.

I'm starting the job search and application process. I know it might be kind of early, considering I'm here for a little shy of 6 more months. But I figured with the current sitch of jobs, I might as well and what do I have to lose really? Pretty much nothing. I figured I could see what's out there, make contacts and hopefully things will work out in one way or another.

It's certainly nerve-wracking though. I remember last time this year, entering my last semester, just completely worried and nervous, definitely feeling some pressure. Then when I interviewed up in the Chicago burbs for a job, was rejected, interviewed for this internship and felt the interview was a disaster, there's no way I'm going to get it, my stress went to another level. I always knew there was home to go to, but it was just the natural progression for me to get something apart from my parents after being solely dependent on them for 22 years. It's just what I wanted. And I was fortunate enough to land something... for 10.5 months. I told you I was blessed in many ways, and I consider this internship a blessing for sure.

Alas, I will have to find something else, as we were told nothing here was guaranteed in terms of being hired on after the internship is over. As I mentioned in yesterday's post, the future is exciting and scary at the same time. The job hunt is exciting and scary at the same time. It's exciting to see what I'll be able to find and where I'll possibly be next, what new challenges are going to come my way filling that as-of-now unknown position, and just the excitement with starting a new experience. Obviously scary in the sense that I won't find something, or will have trouble finding something, and then scariness that comes along with starting something new. Interesting how one thing can bring so many different and contrasting feelings, isn't it?

So wish me luck. A new year, new chapters being written... always.