If you’ve been following my blog for long enough, say, since last summer, you would’ve noticed I’m one of those people who are ambivalent about summertime.
I dread winter; the dim atmosphere and the cloudy sky depress me. The rain makes me want to lock myself up in my room and never come out, and the cold weather has me wishing I were buried close to the Earth’s crust where it’s nice and cozy, which is makes me crave sunshine, warmth, and clarity. Summer weather puts my mind at ease, but summer life troubles it. For someone like myself, and by myself I mean an introverted teenager who does not enjoy prolonged interaction and tries to avoid situations where she is at risk of drawing the slightest bit of attention, summer is boring. That’s basically because I don’t know what to do. I can never manage to properly execute my previously arranged plans, so I often end up not making plans anymore, hence the boring reality of my summer life.
I like to keep myself busy, but sometimes run out of things to do or need something new. I’ve always pictured myself handling a summer job, but that seemed out of question for me earlier since my age did not exactly allow me to be employed in the places I wanted a job at. This year, however, I am legal. I can apply for jobs and keep myself occupied. During the last few weeks of school I’d started thinking of places I could work at and made a mental list. A lot of places have been eliminated since for reasons I will not explicit here, but one of the remaining, and by far my most desired, has a vacancy and needs employees. Going through the job description and the requirements, I mentally checked the ones that matched my description. Towards the end it came to me that I was a great candidate for the job. Normally I was thrilled; I wanted to send in my application right away. I told my brother about it and he encouraged the thought. I have yet to inform my parents about it, but I’m sure they won’t mind either.
Oh and, in case you were wondering, the job I’m applying for is at a bookstore; heaven on earth. Ever since I first visited a bookstore I’ve fantasized about working at one. Being surrounded by all those beautiful books; arranging them and making sure they’re properly placed and well taken care of… aaah a dream come true.
For the time being I won’t get my hopes up that high. I mean, I am good enough for the job, but there might be others who’re more suitable for it, and I don’t want to get too disappointed if I don’t get it; I’m sure I’ll get plenty of opportunities later. All I can do now is wait and hope for the best.
Until then, never give upon what you want, take the opportunity when it presents itself, work hard, be patient, and keep blogging!