Bona Fide Blonde | What I learned by being out of school for a year
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What I learned by being out of school for a year

A great portion of my life was spent in classrooms and lecture halls. 18 years to be exact. What I learned in the past year, being out of school, is more than I’ll ever learn in any educational institution. First off, if you waltz out of post-secondary thinking there is a job lined up for you, your head is in the clouds. Post-secondary institutions don’t pride themselves on making their mottos and mantras “To get all students jobs”. It’s usually something inspiring, probably written in latin, like “To expand the minds of the future’s philosophers”. Uh, yeah right.

All the time I spent wondering where my life would take me next I discovered that Beyoncé was right. This is why I’ve adopted her “who needs a degree when you’re schoolin’ life?” attitude.

In all seriousness I did love school, having a routine and following deadlines, and while I hated most of the people I actually began to feel, near the end, restless and a little depressed. I knew my time in school was coming to and end and I didn’t know how to grab the steering wheel of my life — especially graduating with a BA in Journalism knowing the minimal jobs available in that field.

Wanting to be a TV show producer for satirical “live” talk shows is almost impossible — especially being Canadian. You know when people tell you “anything is possible, if you put your mind to it”? Well, they forgot to mention that the only thing holding you between you and your dreams is the goddamn law.

What I learned this past year was that I don’t want to re-imagine my life’s path, I don’t want to settle and become a lawyer or a teacher but rather, I want to create interesting stories people will talk about on their commute to work or school. I want people to laugh, learn and sweat the stupid stuff. I learned that if I wanted to do this, I would need to transform into a hustler. The art of hustling isn’t just for penny pushers and drug dealers but it’s a lifestyle method you need to live if you are in the art of “putting yourself out there” as in you want people to know who you are (maybe have a star on the Hollywood Walk Of Fame, but lets start small).

But, let me tell you though, hustling isn’t easy. In the past year I probably applied to over 100 jobs, with zero luck. For the most part it was because of the legal work authorization issue but I still took my chances. I’m entirely unsure how I will land the ultimate dream job in New York City but I have a very strong feeling I will need to start befriending the right people. Remember that saying “it’s not what you know, it’s who you know”? Well, whoever told you that shit wasn’t lying and while I may not be jewish, from a family of producers, apart of the Barrymore dynasty… I’ve learned that I had to start my life a la “tabula rasa”.

So, as you can see being out of school has enlightened me. You don’t wake up one day and become the President. There are roads you need to travel, doors you need to knock on and people you need to push aside. I don’t know how long it will take but I know that what I need to do is far beyond what any qualified professor could have taught me in a classroom. It’s time for me to live, to conquer, to fail and to try again. It’s time to put my fantasies away and face reality. A book or novel will not bring me to a job interview or help me bullshit my way through it (unless of course this was 50 Shades of Grey).

A girls got bills to pay.

 

 

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