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happy anniversary

And no, this is not a relationship anniversary. 

Around this time last year, I completed my last final exam for university. I remember being so excited to be done. I remember riding the bus home thinking, "This could be the last time I ever do this." 

It was. I haven't been on campus since mid-December because everyone's graduation ceremonies were cancelled in June (Zoom convocation was not quite satisfying, either). There's been no need to go back. 

After a trip to Disneyland with my friends, I came home knowing that I was going to have to start applying for jobs and the thought was terrifying. I had no idea where to start and no idea what to even look for. 

I started by typing in, "Communications" (because that's what I got my degree in) and somehow, through sheer luck and an amazing team of people who took a chance on me, I found a job. It was only a 3-month contract, but it was what I needed to jump-start my career. That job taught me about marketing, about the life of an office worker, and improved my writing. It also showed me what kinds of jobs were out there. I had no idea that there was such a thing as a content marketer! Someone who gets to write? For a living? Without needing to send works to publishers and face constant rejection? Wild.

While COVID-19 cut my time short there, I am forever thankful that they took a chance on a fresh-grad who had no experience in the marketing world. They saw that I could write and that was good enough for them. 

After my contract ended there, I submitted application after application, failing and failing, and then found a job at a non-profit which I loved. They took a chance on me too. I had to be their social media specialist (and I am definitely not a specialist in anything). And now here we are, almost a year since finishing school, and I have a job as a content writer. I have a job that could be a career.

Imposter syndrome tells me this has all been a big fluke. Deep down I know it's because I showed them how passionate I am about writing and communicating. That's something I try to convey in every interview and application I do. But, also, I have to give credit where credit is due: people are taking a chance on me, once again.

Now all I gotta do is make sure I don't screw it up. 




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