One of my oldest and dearest friends has just accepted a job in the US! She lives in France right now, and we haven't lived in the same country since we were 17 years old!! Its been 10 years!
She is moving to Hoboken, or Manhatten, depending on where she decides she wants to live (her office will be in Hoboken).
Of course, it's just my luck, as I'm deciding to move to the West Coast, she decides to move to the East Coast. Lucky for me though, she is arriving in October, and if all goes according to plan, I won't be moving to San Fran until next year around this time.
Speaking of...
I think I found the company I want to work for. I actually even found a job that I think would be a great fit for me. Unfortunately, I'm a year early in my job search. What should I do? I think I will start searching in earnest around Spring '09. Since I'm sure it will take both the boy and I a while to find jobs.
Oh the dilemma!
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
To Paris with Love....
I've always had a strange love affair with France. For one. Its my country. I was raised a proper french girl, in a proper French School (though in the Philippines) where I learned proper British English (I still spell colour the british way). However, I've never lived in France for more than a few weeks at a time.
I've spent the last 9 years of my life living in North America. When I first moved to the States when I was 18, I had never identified with being American (my mother is american). People noticed that, although I had an american accent, I didnt quite...fit in.
Like I said, its been 9 years, 7 in the States, 2 in Vancouver and I must say, I now fit in just fine...except for my nagging urge to move ALL THE TIME.
A friend of mine that I've known since we were about 2 years old, who now lives in Hong Kong, is about to move back to Paris. She and I went to the french school together, and instead of going to college in the States like I did, she chose to go to France. I cant help but feel a pang of jelousy. Not just because she is moving to Paris...but because she chose the European and international route when we graduated high school, while I chose the US route.
I dont regret it per se. Its just that I always wanted to be an expat, live in Europe and Asia...I never planned on staying here longer than the 4 years of college...and yet here I am.
Not sure where this rant is going. I suppose I cant help but think a lot lately about the choices I've made in my life, and whether or not they were the right ones.
I've spent the last 9 years of my life living in North America. When I first moved to the States when I was 18, I had never identified with being American (my mother is american). People noticed that, although I had an american accent, I didnt quite...fit in.
Like I said, its been 9 years, 7 in the States, 2 in Vancouver and I must say, I now fit in just fine...except for my nagging urge to move ALL THE TIME.
A friend of mine that I've known since we were about 2 years old, who now lives in Hong Kong, is about to move back to Paris. She and I went to the french school together, and instead of going to college in the States like I did, she chose to go to France. I cant help but feel a pang of jelousy. Not just because she is moving to Paris...but because she chose the European and international route when we graduated high school, while I chose the US route.
I dont regret it per se. Its just that I always wanted to be an expat, live in Europe and Asia...I never planned on staying here longer than the 4 years of college...and yet here I am.
Not sure where this rant is going. I suppose I cant help but think a lot lately about the choices I've made in my life, and whether or not they were the right ones.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
A triumphant return....to France
I cannot even begin to describe how excited I am about my pending trip to Europe.
Until 2005, I was lucky enough to spend time in France (and by default many other countries) every year. Every summer, after visiting my American side of the family in California, I would head over to France to see my dad's side of the family. Through college I made sure to either have internships, or educational opportunities in Europe.
Unfortunately, now that I am out of grad school, I dont have the money (or the time) to be jetting off to Europe for weeks on end.
Anyway...I'm babbling. The point is, the boyfriend and I are planning a triumphant return. Paris, the Loire Valley castles, La Vallade (middle of nowhere countryside where my grams lives) and Wurzburg (where the boy has old family friends).
Oddly enough, I have never seen the casles of the Loire (and if I did, I was way too young to remember!) I am SO excited!!! I love history, and being able to see Amboise and Chambord will be glorious indeed.
We may even throw in a champagne tour...mmm
Oh, but I get ahead of myself...first buy plane tickets...
Thoughts on friendship, love and relationships
It's a frustrating thing, when you have to watch your friend make stupid decisions. Don't get me wrong, I've made those very decisions myself - trusting people I shouldn't have trusted, letting myself be walked over and cheated on in relationships.
What I dont understand, is why come to me for advice and to vent, if you wont heed the advice that I have to give. Now I'm one of those people who believes that being a friend does not mean agreeing with everything your friend says and does, but rather, it means being the one person who can say: "you are wrong."
The particular friend in question, is in a destructive relationship, that she needs to get out of. I understand that it is hard to break up with someone you love... but lately I've come to realize that love... is actually a rather unoriginal thing.
If you think about it, every relationship (love or not) ends, until you get married...and even then some of those end. But after every failed relationship comes another relationship and so on and so forth. We humans are stronger emotionally than we let ourselves believe. So yes, break ups hurt, but in time, you heal and you fall in love again.
And the cycle continues...
Some people say im cynical...or bitter because of my lack of belief in "the one". I disagree, I believe we have soulmates yes, but I dont believe that there is one person on the planet that we are meant to be with.
What I dont understand, is why come to me for advice and to vent, if you wont heed the advice that I have to give. Now I'm one of those people who believes that being a friend does not mean agreeing with everything your friend says and does, but rather, it means being the one person who can say: "you are wrong."
The particular friend in question, is in a destructive relationship, that she needs to get out of. I understand that it is hard to break up with someone you love... but lately I've come to realize that love... is actually a rather unoriginal thing.
If you think about it, every relationship (love or not) ends, until you get married...and even then some of those end. But after every failed relationship comes another relationship and so on and so forth. We humans are stronger emotionally than we let ourselves believe. So yes, break ups hurt, but in time, you heal and you fall in love again.
And the cycle continues...
Some people say im cynical...or bitter because of my lack of belief in "the one". I disagree, I believe we have soulmates yes, but I dont believe that there is one person on the planet that we are meant to be with.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
July
This month is starting out rather nicely on the social front...and quite stressful on the job front.
I just enjoyed a lovely 4th of July weekend on the Cape with my best friend. Her family owns a house there and they are all happy and merry people. Whenever I am in a down mood, the best thing I can possibly do is hang out with her. Unfortunately, we dont live in the same state, and neither of us have the time or the money to visit eachother more often, but getaways like these are always treasured.
As for work...ugh. I dont even know where to begin with how stressed I am about it. I've determined that I am in the wrong career. I'm thinking of trying to move into Corporate Social Responsibility...but its hard trying to decide when the right time to start looking is...
Blah...
I just enjoyed a lovely 4th of July weekend on the Cape with my best friend. Her family owns a house there and they are all happy and merry people. Whenever I am in a down mood, the best thing I can possibly do is hang out with her. Unfortunately, we dont live in the same state, and neither of us have the time or the money to visit eachother more often, but getaways like these are always treasured.
As for work...ugh. I dont even know where to begin with how stressed I am about it. I've determined that I am in the wrong career. I'm thinking of trying to move into Corporate Social Responsibility...but its hard trying to decide when the right time to start looking is...
Blah...
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