The Good, The Bad and The Ugly. An Intro.

Welcome to my life Post Grad!

Let me first give you an intro to myself so you know a little about what I'm doing here. My Name is Naomi, I'm 23, just graduated Johnson & Wales university with a BS is Pastry, I moved back home and I'm currently (and seemingly forever) unemployed.

I decided to start writing this because I used to blog on Livejournal and kinda lost touch with it. Also I realized that many of you out there might be in the very same situation I have found myself in.

After two long final years of college, some of the most exciting moments in my life, I find myself in quite a bit of a rut.

When you walk across the threshold on graduation day, grasp that diploma firmly in your hands and look upon your peers all you can imagine is everything the world has been telling you. Everything that the professors and leaders of this great country have been molding you for. You see a future, a bright promising ball of energy so bright it hurts to look at. But once you leave that stadium or auditorium, once all your bags are packed and stuffed into the now seemingly tiny corners of your childhood room, once your friends are miles away and you are waking up in that bed, under your parents roof again, under their rules and supervision, it finally hits you.

After four years of college...nothing has changed except you. The neighborhood is still the same, as are the people, and though the initial month you can't help but be grateful to be back the following months come in waves that manage to push you under.

I have been home in NY for about 5 months now. I couldn't wait to leave my dorm apt in RI. Couldn't wait to be home with my family and starting my life. And now??? Now I realize there are no jobs to be had, my family drives me bonkers and I will probably be living at home for a very long time.

My house feels like a jail cell and I am serving a life sentence. I remember missing all this. Wanting so bad to be back. And now the only thing I'm missing is school. Only made more prominent by the fact that the school year has once again begun and I am here, sitting in my room, doing just this.

Why do I not have a job?, you ask. Well I will tell you. For months now I have been applying and sending resumes upon resumes any and everywhere I possibly can that deals with the field my mother spent thousands a year to educate me in. The most I have gotten in return as an answer? Your resume looks great but I'm sorry we have nothing to offer.

This economy is killing me. And not just me many of my friends as well. Ones who have only be able to secure part time gigs. Even my bf who has a BS in Criminal Justice, and who has been searching for over a year for a new job, has found nothing. No bites. And he seriously needs the job because he wants to go to Law school.

Not that I don't need one as well. I do. I have plans. I have needs. Like for instance moving out from under my families thumb. There is nothing more restricting then being free for years in your own dorm apt and then moving back home. Ugh.

So anyway, I should really be doing something productive right now, like packing for my lovely weekend away from my suffocatingly loving family for some alone time with the BF. Or perhaps writing all those Thank You cards my mom requests me to write to everyone in my family to let them know I'm a graduate.

I guess I'll go now but I want to leave you on a good note. So I leave to you this quote by, Laurence Ferlinghetti,

"The world is a beautiful place to be born into if you don't mind some people dying all the time or maybe only starving some of the time which isn't half so bad if it isn't you."