SSDD

   So on June 13, 2010 I graduated college. Finally ready to get the heck out of Hanover, New Hampshire, right? Wrong. As we all know, this is a very rough time for people to be graduating college and trying to find a job. I'm no exception. I applied to literally hundreds of jobs dating back to last fall. Of course I didn't really take it too seriously in the fall; I was still a long way away from graduation and didn't think many jobs were looking to hire someone over 6 months before I'd even be able to start working.
   But when winter term rolled around I knew I had to get serious. I applied to anything and everything. FBI, research jobs, Spanish and French teaching jobs, Human Resources, Social Work, Hospitals, High School Counseling, Rehab Facilities, you name it, I applied. I really wanted to work for HealthCorps, and I got an interview, but then I was waitlisted and never heard back.
    Luckily, my advisor offered me a job as a research assistant in his lab. It's super exciting because I'm really interested in the material, already have a lot of experience, and I know it's the best thing for me to do to get into grad school (my grades were not great).  The only downside is that I am so tired of Hanover. I've already had countless classes in the building I'm going to be working in, I already know everybody, and I know where everything in town is (not like there's much). I already know I'll probably be using my Boloco card to get a summer burrito every day for lunch; I will be going to the same gym I've gone to for 4 years (at least it's free); I know I'll probably still get $2 Margarita's from Molly's when I want to go have drinks -- there's nothing new and exciting for me to explore. I want to walk by people who are above the age of 21 and not have to stop every 20 feet while I'm driving to let some stupid girl in a miniskirt and uggs jaywalk. I want to work in a skyscraper and have a big office in live in a nice apartment by myself. But unfortunately I guess that's not a realistic expectation to have.  Maybe things will be different once I've started working and Moore Hall will be my workplace and not an academic building. Maybe it will be different since most of the people I know have graduated. I don't know how I will end up feeling until it happens, but all I know is that anytime I visit Hanover I feel like I never left; I feel like I'm still a student about to go move into my dormroom.