busy busy busy

Things I’ve learned this summer:

1. Celebrities are so beyond normal. Working with guys who make 50 million dollars and drive Escalades has made me get over the celebrity glow. I guess working behind the scenes of the 49ers has made me see people who are in the spotlight as less amazing. I’m not as starstruck when I see people in magazines or when I hear people saw Kobe in Disneyland.

Though I have to say, it’s pretty cool when Vernon Davis passes me in the cafeteria and asks, “hey, how’s it going?”

2. I have to careful about coming across as the “cute, innocent, young girl”. I think that i’m pretty friendly and when I meet someone new, especially in a work setting, I turn on my wide smile, laugh at everything and try to say something witty or cute. In my mind, I’m trying to make a good impression. But I think it can come off as very innocent or interested. Luckily I’m smart and have been able to get myself out of certain situations but I’ve only started to learn these lessons.

3. I HAVE to be busy. When I’m busy I don’t have time to think about trivial things or get upset about things that don’t matter. I think when I’m occupied I’m happy. As long as I’m doing something i love with people (that’s important) then i’m happy. I realized when I do enter the working world I have to LOVE what i do. It can’t be something I do just because the money is good or because it’s secure or safe. I’ll be doing it all week, all day, I better LOVE it and be passionate about what i’m doing.

I’m really proud of myself and all of the things that I do, have done and will do. I’ve worked in government affairs, worked with kids, have amazing forgiving friends who love how weird I am. I can talk to people, even when I’m scared, I think i can dress myself for the most part… I’ve picked my major, I’m almost done working with the 49ers (unfortunately), and I’m about to start a brand new marketing internship at school working with people who were once in the same place I was but have moved on to better and greater things.

I’m doing well, but I’m also happy I’m not satisfied. I know that doesn’t make sense…. happy I’m not satisfied? I want to be constantly challenged and pushing to the next level. I want to never accept what I’ve done and wonder what i can do to make it better. I think if I was ever happy with what i’ve done (completely, thoroughly happy) I’d be settling. And I don’t want to ever let myself settle.

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