One of the things about starting fresh is that it gives you a prime opportunity to reassess your goals and search for your dream job. I, however, have no idea of what my dream job is. My Bachelor's degree is in journalism and marketing and my Master's is in Professional Communications and P.R.. So now what?
I'm trying to think about what it is I absolutely LOVE. I love fashion and beauty and fitness (though I don't love working out) and food. I'd like to do fashion P.R. and help create fashion events like runway shows and new brand opening parties. I hope I don't have to be a DimDim Girl to get my start though. I don't want to be a Corona Girl, and Budweiser Girl or anything like that. I've got degrees!
I have an interview on Monday morning and the only thing I'm really nervous about is that I'm going to have to wear a dumb outfit once I get the job and do "street marketing" like the the "club promoters" in their tube tops. I'm practically married, it's just not for me. But if you do that, then more power. No, I'm hoping there is a better path to finding my P.R./ Marketing dream job. Something I can build a strong career out of. We'll see what Monday brings.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
Drivin' Mrs. Carey
"You know Xavier just got his license," she stated matter-of-fact-ly.
"Oh really?" I cringed. Oh goodness, my SIXTEEN year old cousin has his license now? Not only am I feeling morbidly old but I am also so far behind in life. How is it that I've travelled across the world, lived in a different continent, received two degrees, found a husband and done a bunch of other stuff, how is it that I forgot to learn to drive along the way? My name is Porscha for crying out loud, driving should be my forte.
You know, Barbara Walters never learned to drive, now she's got, like, twenty chauffeurs. But I'm no Barbara Walters. I want to know what it feels like to just hop in your car and go. I want to complain about gas prices and mileage and really understand what the hell I'm talking about.
So I've set a goal. I will get my license before the end of June. That's it. Wish me luck!!
"Oh really?" I cringed. Oh goodness, my SIXTEEN year old cousin has his license now? Not only am I feeling morbidly old but I am also so far behind in life. How is it that I've travelled across the world, lived in a different continent, received two degrees, found a husband and done a bunch of other stuff, how is it that I forgot to learn to drive along the way? My name is Porscha for crying out loud, driving should be my forte.
You know, Barbara Walters never learned to drive, now she's got, like, twenty chauffeurs. But I'm no Barbara Walters. I want to know what it feels like to just hop in your car and go. I want to complain about gas prices and mileage and really understand what the hell I'm talking about.
So I've set a goal. I will get my license before the end of June. That's it. Wish me luck!!
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Long(-ing)-Distance
I am so exhausted right now. After deciding on a date and time for our first official video chat, I patiently waited until 6:30a (California time-zone) and 9:30p (West Australia time-zone) to chat with The Boyfriend (or should I write 'The Fiancé'? Doesn't that sound a bit pretentious? Sidenote: What is it about that word that makes a person sound like they're bragging? See?
That's why I'm trying not to say it that often).
After the hour of configuration (the frustrating time spent trying to connect our computers to each other's web cam and hold a conversation without the software shutting down on us), we finally had a real conversation that felt like he wasn't thousands of miles away. We talked for about three hours last night/ this morning.
Later I realised that all of this technology, this new media, has been created to preserve the long-distance relationship. Think about it, international text messaging, video and audio online chat software, even the simple things like email and personal websites such as this one all benefit the long-distance relationship (which could use all the help it can get). This made me really thankful for the digital world.
This also got me wondering about relationships that are completely Internet-based. Is it really possible to have a successful digital relationship without ever having met in person? One of our friends met a really nice girl from Japan via video chat. The dated digitally for a while and then it just fell apart, I can't remember why. Do we really have to connect physically to have a meaningful and loving relationship? Or is it possible to have a real connection, digitally?
That's why I'm trying not to say it that often).
After the hour of configuration (the frustrating time spent trying to connect our computers to each other's web cam and hold a conversation without the software shutting down on us), we finally had a real conversation that felt like he wasn't thousands of miles away. We talked for about three hours last night/ this morning.
Later I realised that all of this technology, this new media, has been created to preserve the long-distance relationship. Think about it, international text messaging, video and audio online chat software, even the simple things like email and personal websites such as this one all benefit the long-distance relationship (which could use all the help it can get). This made me really thankful for the digital world.
This also got me wondering about relationships that are completely Internet-based. Is it really possible to have a successful digital relationship without ever having met in person? One of our friends met a really nice girl from Japan via video chat. The dated digitally for a while and then it just fell apart, I can't remember why. Do we really have to connect physically to have a meaningful and loving relationship? Or is it possible to have a real connection, digitally?
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
Heading Home
I'm officially leaving Australia on Wednesday, May 21st, 2008. Crazy, huh? I haven't set foot on American soil since early July, 2006, almost two years ago.
I Wish Things Weren't So Complicated.
The Boyfriend is staying behind to tie up loose ends. He's finishing projects at work and suffering the U.S. immigration bureaucracy hell while, in the meantime, trying to pack up our apartment and sell all our appliances. I feel bad leaving him with all this junk but I had no choice.
I'M BEING DEPORTED.
Yes, Lovelies, you've heard it here first. Now, you know your Porschie didn't do anything horrendous like inner-city terrorism or drug trafficking, I've just forgotten to renew my student visa and because I've been here without a visa for so long, my only option was to leave the country... immediately.
I sobbed and sobbed when they first told me this. I'd just got a new job a month before this, my thesis research had just been approved, and The Boyfriend and I were really excited about spending our Australian wintertime with a new workout regime (that included salsa lessons!). This has been almost devastating. The worst bit has been the dread I've been feeling, knowing that the day he'll see me off at the international airport is rapidly approaching.
This man has been my support, my best friend, my living journal, my roommate, my comfort and my Love for the last eight months. It's been this way since we first met. I don't want to say good-bye, even if our separation is just for a short while.
So... it's easier for him to obtain a permanent immigrant visa if he's my spouse. That's all I'm saying.
We've planned a holiday for my last few days here in Aussie-land. We're going to MELBOURNE, which is like Australia's New York City.
Since I first came to Australia, I've been longing to go to Melbourne and now, because I'm not allowed to re-enter the country for three years, this seems like the best time to see the east coast.
My 24th Year
So in the midst of all this chaos, I had the audacity to have a birthday. On May 10th of this year, I turned 24. I laid out a bunch of New Year's Goals (not "resolutions", that term never works) and this is them:
There are a lot more things I want to accomplish in my 24th year, but I believe these things are a good start.
Now, I don't want to sound all weird or anything but one of my immediate goals for my 24th year was to read The Secret and see what all the hubbub was about. The other day I was watching The Tyra Show and the topic was about de-cluttering your home. The guest interior decorator on the show mentioned the Law of Attraction and how if we think about clutter and see clutter and continue thinking "oh, I need to clean my house, I need to de-clutter my space" then we'll always live in a state of disorganisation because those thoughts of needing to clean actually continue the cycle of needing to clean. Does that make sense? So anyway, I decided to pick up The Secret (I bought the book about a year ago, read a few pages and then set it down when I noticed the strange looks I was getting from people on the train) and I read it cover to cover... while The Boyfriend was at work so he wouldn't think I was joining a cult or something.
I found this clip of this interview with Oprah on Larry King Live. Check it:
I think she may have something here. Before I came to Australia, I prayed for it, I bought books about Australia, I imagined how my life would be living here, and I thought about it and visualised my Australian life all the time. When I looked at the process of gaining enough money and scheduling flights and (*cough-cough*) visas it seemed impossible, so I made it my priority to focus on the end result: Life in Australia. And somehow everything fell into place and suddenly I was here. I don't even remember how it happened, it just seemed right. Perhaps the Law of Attraction was in affect.
After reading the book, I've become curious about how the world around me works and how I can change my reality. What do you think about the Law of Attraction and all this?
Last year Oprah did a show on The Secret and these are some highlights from the episode:
I'll post some photos and videos from our Melbourne holiday. Take care and I'll see you all soon!
I Wish Things Weren't So Complicated.
The Boyfriend is staying behind to tie up loose ends. He's finishing projects at work and suffering the U.S. immigration bureaucracy hell while, in the meantime, trying to pack up our apartment and sell all our appliances. I feel bad leaving him with all this junk but I had no choice.
I'M BEING DEPORTED.
Yes, Lovelies, you've heard it here first. Now, you know your Porschie didn't do anything horrendous like inner-city terrorism or drug trafficking, I've just forgotten to renew my student visa and because I've been here without a visa for so long, my only option was to leave the country... immediately.
I sobbed and sobbed when they first told me this. I'd just got a new job a month before this, my thesis research had just been approved, and The Boyfriend and I were really excited about spending our Australian wintertime with a new workout regime (that included salsa lessons!). This has been almost devastating. The worst bit has been the dread I've been feeling, knowing that the day he'll see me off at the international airport is rapidly approaching.
This man has been my support, my best friend, my living journal, my roommate, my comfort and my Love for the last eight months. It's been this way since we first met. I don't want to say good-bye, even if our separation is just for a short while.
So... it's easier for him to obtain a permanent immigrant visa if he's my spouse. That's all I'm saying.
We've planned a holiday for my last few days here in Aussie-land. We're going to MELBOURNE, which is like Australia's New York City.
Since I first came to Australia, I've been longing to go to Melbourne and now, because I'm not allowed to re-enter the country for three years, this seems like the best time to see the east coast.
My 24th Year
So in the midst of all this chaos, I had the audacity to have a birthday. On May 10th of this year, I turned 24. I laid out a bunch of New Year's Goals (not "resolutions", that term never works) and this is them:
- Learn to save money
- Finish Master's degree
- Write more
- Appreciate my body
- Join a church
- Argue only when necessary
There are a lot more things I want to accomplish in my 24th year, but I believe these things are a good start.
Now, I don't want to sound all weird or anything but one of my immediate goals for my 24th year was to read The Secret and see what all the hubbub was about. The other day I was watching The Tyra Show and the topic was about de-cluttering your home. The guest interior decorator on the show mentioned the Law of Attraction and how if we think about clutter and see clutter and continue thinking "oh, I need to clean my house, I need to de-clutter my space" then we'll always live in a state of disorganisation because those thoughts of needing to clean actually continue the cycle of needing to clean. Does that make sense? So anyway, I decided to pick up The Secret (I bought the book about a year ago, read a few pages and then set it down when I noticed the strange looks I was getting from people on the train) and I read it cover to cover... while The Boyfriend was at work so he wouldn't think I was joining a cult or something.
I found this clip of this interview with Oprah on Larry King Live. Check it:
I think she may have something here. Before I came to Australia, I prayed for it, I bought books about Australia, I imagined how my life would be living here, and I thought about it and visualised my Australian life all the time. When I looked at the process of gaining enough money and scheduling flights and (*cough-cough*) visas it seemed impossible, so I made it my priority to focus on the end result: Life in Australia. And somehow everything fell into place and suddenly I was here. I don't even remember how it happened, it just seemed right. Perhaps the Law of Attraction was in affect.
After reading the book, I've become curious about how the world around me works and how I can change my reality. What do you think about the Law of Attraction and all this?
Last year Oprah did a show on The Secret and these are some highlights from the episode:
I'll post some photos and videos from our Melbourne holiday. Take care and I'll see you all soon!
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