Friday, July 8, 2011

#54.

I am a Psychology major with a minor in Theatre and (possibly after this semester) Religion. I've been asked quite a lot what I plan on doing with those three. I get the question, "How will you combine those?!" To me, it's so clear. I didn't exactly have evidence of it to tell people though.

Until now. I had an interview this week at the Philadelphia Argentine Tango School where I've been going for their milongas (social dances) a couple times a month.  AND I GOT THE JOB! Without going into much detail about the whole job, I'll be doing a lot of survey research and marketing for school (this is the psychology part) while learning a lot of Argentine tango (the theatrical part). So I am doing what I love and believing that fortune (whether it comes in some form of financial support, happiness, love, or something else) will follow :)

Oh, and mind you...this is the list of little things that went wrong the day I scored the internship:

  1. Forgot my razor in the shower so I had to step out, get it in my slippery, soapy mess, and finish the job.
  2. I had to walk a mile, take a train, walk some more, catch a bus, and get caught in the pouring rain before I walked a few blocks to the studio.
  3. Didn't bring an umbrella either.
  4. Oh, and my google maps directions were off so I had to figure out how to use my newly purchased smart phone touch screen (hate/love relationship with it already) in the rain to get to the studio.
  5. Had some inconveniently-timed woman issues, of course.
  6. Failed to have enough change for the other train so I had to do some quick exchanging with a few people that walked by.
  7. Oh, and left my expensive ring I bought myself in Greece on the sink in the bathroom of the corner store market on the block of the studio. (but good news! I called them yesterday and they have it and I'll be retrieving it soon!)
So......I thought I was doing pretty well despite the little things, considering I did great on the big thing! And I was super proud that the momentary emotional break-down didn't happen until after the 7th little thing hit. Not a bad day in my book :)

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