Mid-blog-life crisis

I am quite positive all owners of personal blogs go through this one phase, in which they wake up one day and decide that they have too much crap on their blogs. You can usually tell someone has hit this phase when their blog, once full of widgets and links and images, and moving bits and colorful bits and pointless bits, suddenly becomes very…. spartan.

So this is me, going for the minimalist look.

I was going to go for something very bare-bones, something very text-editor-esque, but I changed my mind because I realized I like color too much. Plus, black text on white reminds me of Word documents and college research papers, which reminds me of gruesome all-nighters, which are not very pleasant things to be reminded of.

It’s unbelievable how much time I was willing to spend working on the last theme, because now I can’t really be arsed about these things anymore.

Fitter Happier

So the news is, I’ve found a job. Or rather, it has found me. Dropped onto my lap in the most unexpected way a week ago.

I went asking about a volunteer opportunity, was invited to apply for an internship, and ended up being offered a full-time position. All in the span of 3 days.

This, of course, marks my first ever real-world, post-college, full-time position.

It allows me to meet a lot of awesome people who’ve done some pretty wonderful things. Every time I meet someone and find out who they are and what they’ve done, my jaw drops.

It is tons of fun. I work with a bunch of high-profile people who keep very low profiles. I’ve never worked anywhere else where I’m allowed to make fun of my bosses!

And best of all, it is completely relevant to my sociology degree and what I want to do. It focuses on social change. It allows me to network with people who organize awesome large- and small-scale social benefit events.

Do you know how rarely the above three coincide?

I was looking at opportunities to volunteer in Malaysia during the time that I worked on applications for internships in the US, but after having found this, I realize it is highly unlikely I’d find any other opportunity as wonderful as this one. So I’ve signed on to work for a year.

I kind of want to start gushing about all the passionate people I’ve met in the past week and all the impressive things they’ve done, but I’ll refrain from doing that.

For now it’ll suffice to say, I’m enjoying myself, and I’m fucking glad I’ve found a job that makes good use of my sociology and global development degree.

Now. Time to finally completely unpack my 3 large suitcases, cos I won’t be leaving Malaysia any time soon!

Password

I don’t remember the password that I’ve been using for all my past password-protected posts, so the most recent one has a new password that I think will be easy enough for me to remember.

So if you had a password before, there’s a new one. Email / Facebook message me or something, and as long as I know you, I’ll gladly give it to you. I’m not picky.

Have a great week y’all!

First follower

I’m in the middle of doing research on the genocide in Rwanda, which is quite depressing, but I think it’s worth taking a few minutes to blog. I won’t get another chance to blog on a February 29, not till 4 years later!

I haven’t got anything particularly profound or interesting to say, so I’ll let the following video do the talking.

My professor showed it to us in our sociology senior seminar, because we were talking about leadership in the nonprofit sector.

Something to think about.

Happy February 29th!

Oh what a circus

I saw my sociology professor at the Grill today.

He asked if I had a good weekend. I said yes, I had a very good weekend.

He went, “And by ‘good’, I’m assuming you mean ‘academically productive’?”

“Of course. What elseĀ could I have meant?”

And we laughed a laugh that showed we both knew how unlikely that was.

My weekend consisted of a bunch of activities of the non-academic kind, and very little activities of the educational variety, unless you count learning how to roll a cigarette educational. (Reeelaks, rolling a cigarette doesn’t necessarily mean smoking it!)

Sometimes I wonder if it’s weekends like this that push G’nell students to go on, like that thing to look forward to in the midst of a dull week. The Saturday nights spent doing things till 5am, and the Sunday mornings spent sleeping till noon, and the Sunday afternoons spent going over the events of the night before. And then it’s homework on Sunday night, and then on Monday we go back to the humdrum of classes and homework.

I have an environmental economics exam tomorrow that I’m not prepared for. Thanks to this class, I now know how to calculate the value of a human life.