Thesis #2...
As I begin another journey on to this wonderful land of thesis writing I need to wrap up my last thesis.
[THIS IS GOING TO BE A LONG WINDED STORY]
After February I stopped posting to the blog, mostly out of frustration. When I did get the draft back (after a month) I began to feel that the direction that I was told I needed to start taking my thesis is a place where I didn't want it to go; to cover topics that I feel were irrelevant to the process.
I completely and totally lost interest in classes, my job, in the project, my overall direction in life... sigh.... the places thesis writing (grad school) will take you. As much as I wanted to stick to my "schedule" it was blown to complete pieces. I had a professor who was a total jerk about everything, including but not limited to mind-controlling. The games had begun and trying to stay focused wasn't going to happen. So finally April rolls around, I submit the final thesis after throwing together edits, leaving some huge chunks out that my adviser wanted to see, I got a B+... I graduated and the story ends there.......
Well not really, I graduated in May 2012, before graduation I was being courted to go to another school for Project Management...they weren't offering scholarships so I scoffed at them. The demands of my job, or lack thereof became disheartening and mind numbing. So I applied to Pratt, yet again; this time to the School of Architecture's Facility Management program. While I was waiting for a response, went job searching. July 20, 2012 - my 30th birthday - I had an interview that would change EVERYTHING. The interview definitely solidified that I wanted badly to go into facility management; I got really excited about the job... and then I heard nothing back. Finally August came and I was accepted into the program. The next day I signed my life away for the next two years and I gave my two weeks notice.
I had no job... I was enrolled full-time in school. I had no idea what to do. I started applying for every job I had. I was completely unemployed for 3 weeks and freaking out terribly about it. So then I started applying for paying internships....INTERNSHIPS...at 30... INTERNSHIPS. Well I landed one at one of the bigger architecture firms in the US. wooop. I worked in the Facilities Department / Team. I basically worked in the mail room. While the for-profit sector makes a lot of money, the job was not fulfilling.
In the middle of my new internship with my new grad school attempt, my father became gravely ill, when he began to stabilize, Hurricane [Superstorm] Sandy slammed into New York City. The company I was interning at was hollowed out - luckily we were higher up so our actual floors weren't effected. The building itself was ravaged, at least 15' of water, decimated all facility systems that were located in the basement. I had no electric or heat in my apartment for some 21 days. Since I was unable to work, bored with nothing to do at home, I decided to start asking if I could volunteering at facilities that were in dire need of help. The organization I had interviewed for was asking for help; lots of help... turns out they didn't need it, and coincidentally, I my internship office had reopened. Yay for working again.
Sometime in the middle of all that my department at school offered the experience of a life time to go to Kufstein, Austria to take part in an international conference and I jumped at it. After fully committing myself to going to the conference in February, I got a call from the organization saying she wanted to do a 2nd interview. I did, then called to follow-up, and pretty much stalked the lady. Eventually she hires me and now we're here.
As I begin another journey on to this wonderful land of thesis writing I need to wrap up my last thesis.
[THIS IS GOING TO BE A LONG WINDED STORY]
After February I stopped posting to the blog, mostly out of frustration. When I did get the draft back (after a month) I began to feel that the direction that I was told I needed to start taking my thesis is a place where I didn't want it to go; to cover topics that I feel were irrelevant to the process.
I completely and totally lost interest in classes, my job, in the project, my overall direction in life... sigh.... the places thesis writing (grad school) will take you. As much as I wanted to stick to my "schedule" it was blown to complete pieces. I had a professor who was a total jerk about everything, including but not limited to mind-controlling. The games had begun and trying to stay focused wasn't going to happen. So finally April rolls around, I submit the final thesis after throwing together edits, leaving some huge chunks out that my adviser wanted to see, I got a B+... I graduated and the story ends there.......
Well not really, I graduated in May 2012, before graduation I was being courted to go to another school for Project Management...they weren't offering scholarships so I scoffed at them. The demands of my job, or lack thereof became disheartening and mind numbing. So I applied to Pratt, yet again; this time to the School of Architecture's Facility Management program. While I was waiting for a response, went job searching. July 20, 2012 - my 30th birthday - I had an interview that would change EVERYTHING. The interview definitely solidified that I wanted badly to go into facility management; I got really excited about the job... and then I heard nothing back. Finally August came and I was accepted into the program. The next day I signed my life away for the next two years and I gave my two weeks notice.
I had no job... I was enrolled full-time in school. I had no idea what to do. I started applying for every job I had. I was completely unemployed for 3 weeks and freaking out terribly about it. So then I started applying for paying internships....INTERNSHIPS...at 30... INTERNSHIPS. Well I landed one at one of the bigger architecture firms in the US. wooop. I worked in the Facilities Department / Team. I basically worked in the mail room. While the for-profit sector makes a lot of money, the job was not fulfilling.
In the middle of my new internship with my new grad school attempt, my father became gravely ill, when he began to stabilize, Hurricane [Superstorm] Sandy slammed into New York City. The company I was interning at was hollowed out - luckily we were higher up so our actual floors weren't effected. The building itself was ravaged, at least 15' of water, decimated all facility systems that were located in the basement. I had no electric or heat in my apartment for some 21 days. Since I was unable to work, bored with nothing to do at home, I decided to start asking if I could volunteering at facilities that were in dire need of help. The organization I had interviewed for was asking for help; lots of help... turns out they didn't need it, and coincidentally, I my internship office had reopened. Yay for working again.
Sometime in the middle of all that my department at school offered the experience of a life time to go to Kufstein, Austria to take part in an international conference and I jumped at it. After fully committing myself to going to the conference in February, I got a call from the organization saying she wanted to do a 2nd interview. I did, then called to follow-up, and pretty much stalked the lady. Eventually she hires me and now we're here.
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