Dear Journal .........
Yeah yeah..... I KNOW I've been fucking up! but yo! a girl needs a break! shit be going down in one's life and I can't very well go divulging shit as it goes down! how the fuck would that be real journalism? ain't nobody wanna know about my fucked up life! or do they? prob. so since people love to know about others misery which by the way is a whole psychological state that we all experience except i'm feeling too nice to remember the correct psych. term to describe it. But basically even in a hospital where you are all fucked up and down and out, our psyche will make us compare ourselves to others that are in a worse situation to help us overcome our own issues or our own health in the case of a cancer patient. So yeah, Jazzy be going through some shit ya heard! but I always come back stronger cause that's how I do! (smile).
Ok. so here is the break down. So I got to Fort Collins, CO and made it, like I legit made some crazy good moves, I landed a kind of HR job in an oil and gas company making bank at least for this area. Making bank means getting paid well for my territory (my area) ya heard? some amazing benefits and amazing people. Can I just say the people I worked with made it the most amazing place in the world? like I completely miss them so very much from the very conceded educated jerk face to the most humble cutest thing I've ever met! it was my first family here in CO and I loved them all so very much! WELL the oil industry came crumbling down and so did I (insert sad face) I knew when my boss was acting weird, like trying not to interact with me as much as possible. that he was going to have to let me go, I would be one of the people that wasn't going to be around much longer. I could tell by the way he acted around me. What this man didn't know is that I loved him regardless and that I never took anything serious because business is business and that's how it is! so, I just hung around and then the day came when I was laid off from my first real job in CO and alse the first time in my life I was ever laid off from a job. I was truly devastated! like I did not know how to deal with it. OBVIOUSLY I cried as usual since I AM A CRY BABY! and so I cried and my best friend JC and I were dwelling in self pitty and him and I went to a bar drank some and fell sorry for each other (thank God for my BF JC who I love!).
So here I was in Fort Collins, CO with limited friends and connections and just me myself and I. So what did I do? I decided that I wanted to volunteer! so I went to volunteer at a women's shelter because I figured this was my chance to volunteer in my field of study and I could help people and see if this is truly a good fit for me so I could move forward. I went through a three day training and was really nervous to start my volunteering, but then the coolest thing happened, after I was done with the training the trainer called me and told me they had a position available and she wanted to know if I would be interested in applying. I was in disbelief! of course I did want to apply! not only was it in my field of study, but the position required someone that was bilingual Spanish! how awesome is that!
So, long story short, I applied interviewed and got the job. I am truly grateful for this opportunity and feel lucky to have the chance to help others. I am a bilingual advocate at a domestic violence women's shelter and I've only been working for a week, but I already love my co-workers and the work that I will be doing. I am really happy to be able to share this story on my blog and am sure that I will have a lot more to share with regards to my awesome new job. I started to write this blog post a week ago under the influence of lots of beer. So, I started it out with my "Brooklyn ghetto/ganster voice" I joke around with my friends and gangster talk as a joke, that was me gangster thinking while under the influence of alcohol. The truth is, I'm not really gangster and yes I did grow up in Brooklyn my early childhood and early teens, but I am grateful that I was able to stay away from truly dangerous situations and was never arrested or lived anywhere so unsafe that I was ever scared. Or maybe when I did live in that neighborhood in Brooklyn, I was too young to be out at a time of night where I would understand the dangers of a Brooklyn mean street. Either way, I am glad to be writing to you today journal, because I truly miss you!
Conclusion of this post.... I now feel once again after accepting a new job that I am safe and sound!
Yeah yeah..... I KNOW I've been fucking up! but yo! a girl needs a break! shit be going down in one's life and I can't very well go divulging shit as it goes down! how the fuck would that be real journalism? ain't nobody wanna know about my fucked up life! or do they? prob. so since people love to know about others misery which by the way is a whole psychological state that we all experience except i'm feeling too nice to remember the correct psych. term to describe it. But basically even in a hospital where you are all fucked up and down and out, our psyche will make us compare ourselves to others that are in a worse situation to help us overcome our own issues or our own health in the case of a cancer patient. So yeah, Jazzy be going through some shit ya heard! but I always come back stronger cause that's how I do! (smile).
Ok. so here is the break down. So I got to Fort Collins, CO and made it, like I legit made some crazy good moves, I landed a kind of HR job in an oil and gas company making bank at least for this area. Making bank means getting paid well for my territory (my area) ya heard? some amazing benefits and amazing people. Can I just say the people I worked with made it the most amazing place in the world? like I completely miss them so very much from the very conceded educated jerk face to the most humble cutest thing I've ever met! it was my first family here in CO and I loved them all so very much! WELL the oil industry came crumbling down and so did I (insert sad face) I knew when my boss was acting weird, like trying not to interact with me as much as possible. that he was going to have to let me go, I would be one of the people that wasn't going to be around much longer. I could tell by the way he acted around me. What this man didn't know is that I loved him regardless and that I never took anything serious because business is business and that's how it is! so, I just hung around and then the day came when I was laid off from my first real job in CO and alse the first time in my life I was ever laid off from a job. I was truly devastated! like I did not know how to deal with it. OBVIOUSLY I cried as usual since I AM A CRY BABY! and so I cried and my best friend JC and I were dwelling in self pitty and him and I went to a bar drank some and fell sorry for each other (thank God for my BF JC who I love!).
So here I was in Fort Collins, CO with limited friends and connections and just me myself and I. So what did I do? I decided that I wanted to volunteer! so I went to volunteer at a women's shelter because I figured this was my chance to volunteer in my field of study and I could help people and see if this is truly a good fit for me so I could move forward. I went through a three day training and was really nervous to start my volunteering, but then the coolest thing happened, after I was done with the training the trainer called me and told me they had a position available and she wanted to know if I would be interested in applying. I was in disbelief! of course I did want to apply! not only was it in my field of study, but the position required someone that was bilingual Spanish! how awesome is that!
So, long story short, I applied interviewed and got the job. I am truly grateful for this opportunity and feel lucky to have the chance to help others. I am a bilingual advocate at a domestic violence women's shelter and I've only been working for a week, but I already love my co-workers and the work that I will be doing. I am really happy to be able to share this story on my blog and am sure that I will have a lot more to share with regards to my awesome new job. I started to write this blog post a week ago under the influence of lots of beer. So, I started it out with my "Brooklyn ghetto/ganster voice" I joke around with my friends and gangster talk as a joke, that was me gangster thinking while under the influence of alcohol. The truth is, I'm not really gangster and yes I did grow up in Brooklyn my early childhood and early teens, but I am grateful that I was able to stay away from truly dangerous situations and was never arrested or lived anywhere so unsafe that I was ever scared. Or maybe when I did live in that neighborhood in Brooklyn, I was too young to be out at a time of night where I would understand the dangers of a Brooklyn mean street. Either way, I am glad to be writing to you today journal, because I truly miss you!
Conclusion of this post.... I now feel once again after accepting a new job that I am safe and sound!
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