All Work and No Play…
This semester has been very weird. Even though I’m just taking my senior thesis and spending a few hours to work and occasionally meet with my adviser on campus, I still seem to lack time enough for myself and my hobbies. I’m not saying the time is not there, but I have literally been all business lately. When I’m not at work or in the library or at my desk working on my thesis (let’s not forget gorging or sleeping), I am busy surfing various networks for employment opportunities. Oh, and in spite of the fact that I have yet to have anyone contact me, it’s actually kind of fun.
That’s weird, right? I guess when you pit it against hours of research and note-taking and writing (a.k.a. my thesis), it’s a bit more logical. But then again, that’s kind of exactly the same thing I’ve been doing with job searching… hours of research and note-taking and… writing. In the spirit of this invigorated sense of competition in light of this economy, this is an absolute necessity. That is, I have to do this. The similarities between my thesis and job hunting are growing right before my eyes!
So what is it about job hunting that I find so much more appealing that in the breaks I take from my thesis, I find myself torn away for more time than I had originally allotted to compose another cover letter, or scouring my résumé for errors and ways to improve the structure for the umpteenth time? Why does it keep me up at night, to the point where I want to tear myself from the bed and start searching again right away (were it not so freakin’ cold)? Honestly, I think you’re staring at the answer right now.
Much as I hate to admit it, I’m just like everybody else: I love finding an excuse to talk about myself.