10 Years from now…

10 years from now seems like forever away. I will be 31 years old but there are many things I want to accomplish in a simple 10 years.

First of all, I want to build my career. At this point, it seems like I will never get into the Public Relations field. Every job I try to apply for needs at least 3-5 years of experience, but how is a college graduate supposed to get experience when every single job asks for experience. It all seems like a round-a-bout way of telling college graduates that they will not be getting a job when they graduate. Right now, it seems like my life is at a standstill. I am trying to graduate from WSU, and cannot look for jobs back home because home for me is Florida. Many employers do not understand why I am going to school out-of-state, but if they would give my resume a chance I would tell them that I came to WSU for the Edward R. Murrow College of Communication, ranked in the top 25 in the nation. I would tell them that I have worked full-time since my freshman year to gain experience in a real-life setting. I would tell employers that they are missing out on a great opportunity by not hiring me. I believe I can be an asset to any firm that would take me.

Okay, I’m done ranting. In 10 years I also want to have a family, or at least be close to it. I want to find my Prince Charming and live happily ever after. I know I just went on a huge rant about my career, but a family is the one thing I will not live my life without. My brother and his wife are expecting their first baby, and they aren’t even 30 yet. At this time in my life, I don’t even have a prospective husband or someone that I think might be a good fit to be my husband. I think that I am trying too hard to find the love of my life and I need to settle down a little bit, wait until I move back to Florida, and then let my Prince find me. Like my mom used to tell me, “You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince.”

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WSU Teachers who have Inspired Me

Here at Washington State University, there have been many professors that I have really looked up to. Now that I am headed into my final semester of college, I really wanted to acknowledge their impact on my life.

My freshman year, I had a professor named David Warner. He was one of the most open and accepting people I have ever met. Though I had one of my least favorite General Requirement Courses with him, he was able to make the class more interesting and a lot more fun. Dr. Warner was an amazing professor and though last year he went through a very traumatic experience, I still believe him to be one of the strongest men I have ever met. If you have no idea who David Warner is, he was a professor in the Comparative Ethnic Studies department here at WSU. He is a bigger guy with the longest hair I have ever seen on a man. But his looks aren’t what makes him stand out in a crowd. It’s his personality and very loud voice that does. I believe that Dave is still recovering from an accident that happened last year, but I really hope he comes back to WSU as a professor because I feel that other students deserve to hear his testimony in the CES department.

My sophomore year, I attended a lecture for the Last Lecture Series held here yearly at Washington State. The lecture was from a professor that I cannot remember. She is a professor in the Edward R. Murrow College of Communication. Though I have never had this professor before, I did attend her last lecture. She spoke about the different aspects of Communication as well as the Crisis Communication sector of many Public Relations Departments. Her lecture made a lasting impression on me due to her passion about the subject. She seemed to LOVE Crisis Communication and I felt a real connection to her while she was speaking. This lecture was when I really figured out what I wanted to do with my life. I want to work in Crisis Communication.

My junior year was a hard year. I was involved in Residence Life, working almost full time and was getting ready to fly down to Disney World for 8 months of Living, Learning, and Earning for the Walt Disney Company. So, there are no professors that I really connected with this year.

This year, I have a professor named Rebecca Cooney. She is probably the coolest, most interesting professor I have ever had. Since Rebecca teaches two of my Communication classes this semester, I have really been able to get to know her and feel like she could be a real asset to my future. In Rebecca’s classes I have learned more than in any other class I have taken here at Washington State University. Since she is the professor of the class I have to write this blog for and she will be reading this blog post, I just want to say that I am not trying to “suck up.” I really do believe that Rebecca has helped me learn a lot of things that I can ACTUALLY use in the Public Relations Field as well as in the real world, no matter what job I end up finding myself in.

All three of these professors have been very beneficial to my college experience because they have all pushed me in the right direction for my future. Not one professor here at WSU has ever put me down in my quest to have a great future, but many have not had any impact on me as well. But after taking classes with two of these three individuals I actually feel prepared for the real world and unlike with other classes I feel that the money I spent coming to college was actually worth something!

Schedules…

We’re going to talk about my schedule yesterday, probably one of the longest most stressful days of my college carer. I am going to outline the times that everything happened, and then I am going to tell you how I REALLY feel about these events. Alright, here we go:

Schedule

Thoughts

6:30AM – Wake up, get ready

    yeah.. so, 6:30 in the morning is way too early for me, it’s been decided.

7:00AM – The time I ACTUALLY woke up and rushed out the door

Granted, I was awake from the time my alarm went off at 6:30, but it felt nice to be able to relax for a few more minutes.

7:30AM – The bus finally got to my stop

After leaving my keys in the house, my CougarCard in the house, and all the lights on; I was finally able to get to the bus stop that is only about a two minute walk away from my apartment.

7:42AM – Arrival at Bustad Hall and walk to the Smith Center For Undergraduate Education for my first class.

Bustad Hall is an interesting building. It holds the Animal Sciences classes as well as an animal Hospital. (As a tour guide, I basically learn random facts about different places on campus and I find myself thinking about these facts in my daily life.)

8:10AM – Marketing 360

Damn, the professor for this class is hot… but he’s married… 

9:00AM – Walk with Carolina, a good friend, to our second class

We talked about when we were going to study for our marketing exam. Bleh two hours before the exam? Sounds like a plan!

9:10AM – Time for Multimedia Content Creation

This class is fun. The professor is a hoot. Quiz in this class on Friday.

10:00AM – Walk downstairs to my next class

I always seem to avoid every person I know on this walk. Mostly because I just don’t want to talk to anyone.

10:10AM – Digital Content Promotion

 I have something to say about this class… We are doing a group project. We should be working as a group. I have offered to help…I have offered to assist… I have even offered to work on a PR story for our campaign. NOTHING. Two of the four people in my group want to do the whole project themselves. I keep pushing to have more influence in the project, but they just won’t let me help. I hope this doesn’t ruin my grade… ugh

10:35AM – Out of class early time to kill a little bit of time.

Filled up my water bottle, went to the restroom and then hung out in my advisor’s office feeling like a kid in trouble who was sent to the principal.

11:00AM – Advising Meeting with Communications Advisor, Tami Vik

So apparently, I am academically deficient because I took one online class while I was working at Disney and didn’t do very well. WTF.. ugh I’m so over college. Can I just graduate already?

11:10AM – What should I do before my next meeting at 2?

This is what I was thinking… “Can I go home and sneak in a nap????”

11:15AM – Purchased a Spicy Chicken Burger, Garlic Fries and a drink from Gridiron.

Mmm… food. I love food. If I could marry food, I would.

11:20 AM – Arrive at Lighty Student Services to eat, study, and wait until my next meeting.

Mmm food, I hate studying (let’s blog instead!!), and ugh meetings…. Today is crap.

2:00 PM – Advising Meeting with an Advisor in the Center for Academic and Career Advising

I feel like the fact that I got one bad grade in college means that I should just drop out. Does anybody else see that the fact that I am doing everything in my power to clear my academic record and finish college with an awesome senior year? No? Well then…

2:45 PM – Go to library to study for my Marketing Exam tomorrow

Again, have I stated how much I HATE studying? Especially for this class.. I’m just so… over it. Say hello to SENIORITIS!

3:00 PM – Finally find somewhere to sit in the library

Let’s turn up the tunes, have everything laid out correctly, laptop plugged in… what else can I do to procrastinate?

5:00 PM – Cougar Connector Training

Cougar Connector (Tour guide) Training is always long and kind of boring. This is our first training of the year and the most pertinent for our new hires… Guess I should just grin and bear it.

8:00 PM – Finally time to go home 🙂

Bed time! Thank goodness. Longest day I’ve had in a while. Ugh.

Questions

A question I am asked frequently is “What do you want to do when you graduate?” As graduation continues to get closer and closer, I think about how I want to answer this question more and more. As a senior, this question scares me every day. When I am asked something like this, I usually think to myself, “What if I don’t know what I want to do after graduation, what if I never get a job, what if, what if, what if….” Somehow, I know everything will work out in the end, but at this moment in time I have no idea what I am going to do when I graduate. Many of my friends, peers and colleagues know exactly where they are going ten months from now, but me… who knows.