“When it comes to the future, there are three kinds of people: those who let it happen, those who make it happen, and those who wonder what happened.”

So things have been pretty great, Seventeen magazine has bought some articles from me which of course helps pay the rent. I am starting to really think things are going to work out. As much as I complained about and hated my job, it actually did help me. I don't really talk to any of my old co-workers we have kind of lost touch over the whole situation, I guess its not great to hang out with someone who was splattered all over page 6 cussing out your boss. Although if my boss gave me anything she gave me a good recommendation hahaha. My new boss absolutely can not stand her!!! And thinks that if i can deal with her for 10 months I can deal with anything. So overall things are looking up and I hope they are for everyone who reads this blog too. I'm thinking of taking an extended vacation from blogging for awhile to focus on my writing....

see ya guys soon

That's All!

*quote above from John M. Richardson, Jr

So I Sorta Kinda......

So after another day of being in France and thinking over how much I hated my job and how much I needed to be with Lily. I told my boss some not nice words and boarded a plane for New York. Here it is a month later and I am living with my parents and Lily in my childhood home in New Jersey. It was nice but I am ready to start my life again. I got offered to do some free lance writing and I got an article published in seventeen magazine! It's not "The New Yorker" but its surely a start! But the money is defiantly a plus I am ready to move back to the city and out of this house!!!

I am writing this in France, Lily has been in an really bad accident apparently her drinking was worse then just college partying and me, her best friend was too caught up in my horrible job to notice. But now I have to decide between my job that I have suffered through, that I could leave in less then 3 months and do anything I wanted or go home and visit my friend who needs me. I don't know what to do!!! I know it should be an easy decision but its becoming harder..........

im désolé mon patron est idiot

So because my coworker is basically vile with disease according to my boss I am to go with her to France! I would be much happier if I wasn't going with her and to see a fashion show, but as they say you can't always get what you want. So in one week I am off to Paris. Nigel and James are going to prepare my wardrobe thank god so I am set! Well guys I might be able to blog while I am there because I saw the itinerary and I actually have ONE WHOLE night away from my boss!!!!

When Does She Have Time To Kiss....

So my co-worker has mono.... and my boss is not happy. I just don't get it she is still coming into work that sick and has only missed 2 days and yet she is still mad! She has another freaking assistant how can she complain when she is never there!! Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day!

Time Sure Flys When Your Working In....

I have had no time to do anything the past few weeks let alone blog. I have discovered that I am working for a devil and everyone around her are her demon worshipers. You might think that's harsh but you don't have a boss who can barely remember your name and constantly calls you her other assistant. She gives no direction and when she calls there is no hello or goodbye just a "that's all" and a click. I put up with her crazy impossible demands all so in a year I can hopefully work in some other magazine and do what I was meant to do, write. That's all an if, maybe I should just quit now and stop my suffering! Now I a mumbling to myself!! She is making me crazy. I never eat because I never have time or energy. I am becoming weak , right where she wants me it would seem. Ughh alright I have got to get these crazy thoughts out of my head and get some sleep its after midnight and I have to be to work yet again tomorrow... maybe something good will happen.

You Can Sleep When Your Dead

Sorry I haven't posted in a while guys the office is going crazy waiting for my boss to get back. The only thing keeping me from jumping off the Brooklyn bridge is the fact that it would cost me money to take a cab to get there and I would probably fall asleep on the ride. I have been living off of Starbucks which is apparently the only thing my co-worker eats. We have spent the past two weeks preparing for her return, I have learned how she likes her coffee, which magazines need to be on her desk when she arrives in the office and exactly how to place them. I believe I am ready at least I hope everyone is freaking out I really hope that I know what I have gotten myself into. She is coming in tomorrow and its almost likes she meeting me for the first time... god only knows what I'm gonna wear. Apparently nothing I wear is good enough because Nigel and my new friend James snuck me some new clothes from the closet and told me that if I didn't wear them I was sure to be fired... o great..... well until next time.

"Welcome To The Dollhouse Baby"

I want to start off by saying I had a great first day... the exception was my new cell phone. I didn't think I would need one but apparently I need to be reachable at ALL times by my boss or anyone else so therefore I received my new stylish business phone. I was called a total of 30 times today between the only two co-workers who currently have my number, did I mention I was out of the office for no more then 3 hours. Once to pick up skirts at Calvin Klein, then to get Starbucks and then just down the hall to grab lunch! Yes I do not wish to become a crackberry addict but I can see I am going to have to become one not by choice. On the plus side I think I found a "friend". An overly gay guy from fashion who organises the closet named Nigel he actually told me I wasn't fat which was nice considering the twigs that I had met all day making my size 6 feel like a 20. Yes I would say I had a pretty good first day and that it is truly a job a million girls would kill for, if I was only one of them.

I Actually Thought 7:15 Was Early Once Upon A Time.....

It was 7:15... no one would ever call me at 7:15 unless someone had died especially Lily, my best friend who was still in college she was probably still drunk from last night. She was not very happy but she did have great news. I had gotten the job! I would start on November 17th a little more then 8 days away. I had no place to live in New York! The craziest real estate market in the U.S! Thank god for connections because of Lily I was able to find a nice apartment with two bank investors who were never home it was pricey compared to new jersey and would be about all of my paycheck but better then anything else I could find and probably cheaper. O and did I mention that I had to be at work at 7 am yes that early I don't believe I've been up that early in years. Well guys wish me luck cause I am really going to need it.

It was tall and shiny and showed nothing of what was inside..

The Elias-Clark Building houses some of the most prominent magazines of our time, or so I had been told. I didn't actually read any of them they were a little too glossy for me but I needed a job, any job. But preferably one in my field one that would put my Brown education to good use, and Elias-Clark was my last shot. As I walked up the stairs I had never seen so many beautiful people. They were all so made-up and skinny! They looked as if they hadn't eaten for weeks.... as I would later find out they had a reason, they were too scared to eat. Before long I had met up with the other assistant who showed me how the office was to be run. Then I was pushed into a large office, before me was a very beautiful yet skinny women with no smile who immediately spoke with no kindness just a thick British accent. She was quick and witty, but yet barely spoke. I couldn't believe this women could possibly need two assistants, I mean she was about to leave the country and wouldn't be returning for another month, wow was I wrong . But it wasn't too much of a concern, I actually thought that I might be able to write a little haha. I might not have had the looks of all those other girls but I defiantly beat them in the smarts department. I mean how hard could an assistant job be, I prayed all night for them to call me back and offer me the job.......