One last kick in the ass
Currently on month 17 of 19 (now 20...explanation later) straight months at UD.
Remember last semester when I said that if I get to the spring everything would be smooth sailing? Well, it hasn't. What was I thinking? Things don't go my way, things never go my way. In fact, if somebody told me things always went their way I'd probably laugh in their face and walk away.
Anyways, reverting back to a previous post of mine, I was quoted as follows:
"Two more months and I'm free. My future is in two months. In two months, I will be able to forget all about Computer Science and do what I like to do. It's like comparative advantage, everybody does what they are good at, and everybody benefits. I'm not good at programming, so I won't do it. I'm good at helping people, so I will do that."
Boy was I wrong.
Now nearly 4 months since I wrote that blog, I'm still have no idea what I'm doing. My future isn't in 2 months. I haven't forgotten about Computer Science yet. What do I like to do? I still don't know. I was at an interview for a equity trading firm on Wall St. the other day. Pretty cool job I was really pumped for it. After talking to the interviewer for a while, he noted to me that I belong in the tech industry, not the investment industry. So I'm thinking to myself, "No, I've been in the tech industry and I don't belong there," but now I'm starting to rethink it. After last semester, I've realized that I'm not as bad as I thought I was at programming, and in fact I'm pretty good when I work with other people. As for that whole financial advising gig? Maybe it's not for me. Getting paid like shit for the first couple of years when all I wanted to do was work and go back to school? No thanks. So now I'm back to square one...what do I want to do? Where do I want to do it? Stuff that I previously thought I figured out in my head is not materializing as it should be, but why would it anyways?
Speaking of stuff not materializing the way it should be, it turns out that I will not be graduating with what I had intended to graduate with in May. On the last day of drop/add, I get a notice from the College of Arts and Sciences saying that I'm 9 credits short of graduating. 9 credits? After further investigation, there is a minimum of 154 credits for a double degree, and I have 145, EVEN THOUGH I have completed all the requirements for both my degrees. What does this mean? In May, I can graduate with a Computer Science degree or a Economics degree, but not both. I have to go to summer school to get my other degree. Any 3 classes. Stupid, no? Anyways, after a lot of talking, it turns out that if I apply for a B.S. in Economics, I would only need 150 credits, therefore only needing to sacrifice the last 2 months of my summer instead of the entire summer taking classes. This leaves me with about a month to travel and hang out with my friends before they go off to grad school or work or something. Wonderful, could it get any worse?
Why of course! We're talking about me for crying out loud!
Let's revert back to another excerpt from the post in October, shall we?
"In two months, I will have a 12 credit semester for the spring. In two months, I may never have to program ever again. In two months, I will finally be able to relax and enjoy my last semester in college."
HAHAHA! Relax? Even though I'm taking 4 classes, these classes are some of the hardest/most time consuming classes I've taken since, my very first semester of college. Sure, learning about decision making under uncertainty is pretty interesting, but it's tough. Who really cares about the history of integrals. And who really cares that A* is optimal and complete if and only if the heuristic defined is admissible? This may be my senioritis talking, but this has not been a breeze. It's not only the academics, its just life in general. So many things have not gone my way since the semester started, and it just keeps piling on. Stuff that has never happened to me before is all happening to me at once, and it sucks. I guess I am still stuck in jail.
But on the other hand, I am trying my hardest to just relax and enjoy the last semester. I may never see some of these people again, or if I do it'll be a rare visit. Why not make the most of it now? I've been snowboarding a few times, gone out to the bars with some people, and just enjoyed the company of others. Yet, I'm still not where I want to be.
Hopefully, this is the last kick in the ass, the last test to see if I can make it through "the real world," because seriously, if I can make it through what I've been through the last 19 months, I can make it through just about anything.
If you are still reading this, I am truly amazed and I thank you for taking the time to hear what I have to say. To reward you, I have an interesting/bad/semi-racist story to tell you. So today, I had an interview at a financial sales company, Hennion & Walsh. If you click on the link, you may or may not notice, but that is a pretty CRAPPY website for a company that is suppose to be handling your life savings. Anyways, the woman who was interviewing me, in my opinion, was being too much of a salesperson. For example, when she told me that my wage was going to be $125 a week for the first 2 months and $1250/month for the next 12 months, she tried to justify that by saying that you don't get to be successful without taking risk. Risk? Getting paid $1000 bucks for 2 months and then $15,000 for the first year is not risk, its poverty. Especially for a firm that's 30 minutes outside of NYC. Even with the bonus, its still a pretty low $30000, and that's not even guaranteed.
Anyways, the interview goes on, and by the end she comes back to the whole salary thing and she says "Yes, it'll be a lot of tough work, and there will be nights where you'll be..." *slight pause* "...you know eating rice for dinner. Or eating..." *another pause* "...ramen noodles for dinner but it all comes with the territory." WHAT?!? I understand that she's trying to make a point that I won't be eating filet mignons for dinner, but come on? Rice and ramen? You know I'm Asian, I eat that shit every night, and I'm not poor. You know, mac & cheese is pretty cheap too. PBJ sandwiches are cheap, pasta is cheap to make too. Hell, chicken's only 2.99 a pound! Why does everything have to be about race?? That's my racist story for the day, good night.
Remember last semester when I said that if I get to the spring everything would be smooth sailing? Well, it hasn't. What was I thinking? Things don't go my way, things never go my way. In fact, if somebody told me things always went their way I'd probably laugh in their face and walk away.
Anyways, reverting back to a previous post of mine, I was quoted as follows:
"Two more months and I'm free. My future is in two months. In two months, I will be able to forget all about Computer Science and do what I like to do. It's like comparative advantage, everybody does what they are good at, and everybody benefits. I'm not good at programming, so I won't do it. I'm good at helping people, so I will do that."
Boy was I wrong.
Now nearly 4 months since I wrote that blog, I'm still have no idea what I'm doing. My future isn't in 2 months. I haven't forgotten about Computer Science yet. What do I like to do? I still don't know. I was at an interview for a equity trading firm on Wall St. the other day. Pretty cool job I was really pumped for it. After talking to the interviewer for a while, he noted to me that I belong in the tech industry, not the investment industry. So I'm thinking to myself, "No, I've been in the tech industry and I don't belong there," but now I'm starting to rethink it. After last semester, I've realized that I'm not as bad as I thought I was at programming, and in fact I'm pretty good when I work with other people. As for that whole financial advising gig? Maybe it's not for me. Getting paid like shit for the first couple of years when all I wanted to do was work and go back to school? No thanks. So now I'm back to square one...what do I want to do? Where do I want to do it? Stuff that I previously thought I figured out in my head is not materializing as it should be, but why would it anyways?
Speaking of stuff not materializing the way it should be, it turns out that I will not be graduating with what I had intended to graduate with in May. On the last day of drop/add, I get a notice from the College of Arts and Sciences saying that I'm 9 credits short of graduating. 9 credits? After further investigation, there is a minimum of 154 credits for a double degree, and I have 145, EVEN THOUGH I have completed all the requirements for both my degrees. What does this mean? In May, I can graduate with a Computer Science degree or a Economics degree, but not both. I have to go to summer school to get my other degree. Any 3 classes. Stupid, no? Anyways, after a lot of talking, it turns out that if I apply for a B.S. in Economics, I would only need 150 credits, therefore only needing to sacrifice the last 2 months of my summer instead of the entire summer taking classes. This leaves me with about a month to travel and hang out with my friends before they go off to grad school or work or something. Wonderful, could it get any worse?
Why of course! We're talking about me for crying out loud!
Let's revert back to another excerpt from the post in October, shall we?
"In two months, I will have a 12 credit semester for the spring. In two months, I may never have to program ever again. In two months, I will finally be able to relax and enjoy my last semester in college."
HAHAHA! Relax? Even though I'm taking 4 classes, these classes are some of the hardest/most time consuming classes I've taken since, my very first semester of college. Sure, learning about decision making under uncertainty is pretty interesting, but it's tough. Who really cares about the history of integrals. And who really cares that A* is optimal and complete if and only if the heuristic defined is admissible? This may be my senioritis talking, but this has not been a breeze. It's not only the academics, its just life in general. So many things have not gone my way since the semester started, and it just keeps piling on. Stuff that has never happened to me before is all happening to me at once, and it sucks. I guess I am still stuck in jail.
But on the other hand, I am trying my hardest to just relax and enjoy the last semester. I may never see some of these people again, or if I do it'll be a rare visit. Why not make the most of it now? I've been snowboarding a few times, gone out to the bars with some people, and just enjoyed the company of others. Yet, I'm still not where I want to be.
Hopefully, this is the last kick in the ass, the last test to see if I can make it through "the real world," because seriously, if I can make it through what I've been through the last 19 months, I can make it through just about anything.
If you are still reading this, I am truly amazed and I thank you for taking the time to hear what I have to say. To reward you, I have an interesting/bad/semi-racist story to tell you. So today, I had an interview at a financial sales company, Hennion & Walsh. If you click on the link, you may or may not notice, but that is a pretty CRAPPY website for a company that is suppose to be handling your life savings. Anyways, the woman who was interviewing me, in my opinion, was being too much of a salesperson. For example, when she told me that my wage was going to be $125 a week for the first 2 months and $1250/month for the next 12 months, she tried to justify that by saying that you don't get to be successful without taking risk. Risk? Getting paid $1000 bucks for 2 months and then $15,000 for the first year is not risk, its poverty. Especially for a firm that's 30 minutes outside of NYC. Even with the bonus, its still a pretty low $30000, and that's not even guaranteed.
Anyways, the interview goes on, and by the end she comes back to the whole salary thing and she says "Yes, it'll be a lot of tough work, and there will be nights where you'll be..." *slight pause* "...you know eating rice for dinner. Or eating..." *another pause* "...ramen noodles for dinner but it all comes with the territory." WHAT?!? I understand that she's trying to make a point that I won't be eating filet mignons for dinner, but come on? Rice and ramen? You know I'm Asian, I eat that shit every night, and I'm not poor. You know, mac & cheese is pretty cheap too. PBJ sandwiches are cheap, pasta is cheap to make too. Hell, chicken's only 2.99 a pound! Why does everything have to be about race?? That's my racist story for the day, good night.
posted by A. Nguyen at 12:20 AM
1 Comments:
Hey I wanted to let you know I got a call from HD Dimension a couple days ago. Have you heard anything about that company recently?
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