In my emotionally fragile and mentally unstable state I should not even leave my bed. Let alone make life-changing decisions. Such as applying for a job in Africa. Yet, that's exactly what I've done.
EU has this Junior Professional Officer high level internship program and I applied for it. My first choice was Kenya, second one Geneva and third one Algeria. I figured I'll never be able to afford that safari in Kenya, so I might just as well make them pay for it.
Though, as irony would have it, I'd probably end up in Geneva. Just imagine. After all this hassle, we'd finally wind up in the same city- and not together.
I have a friend who abandoned university studies and is pursuing a career in real estate instead. She keeps telling I have what it takes to make it in that industry which I don't get. I can't drive and I absolutely abhor sales and marketing.
But I'm going to have to find something to do. NGO field is turning out to be a dead end.
So, after a bit of soul searching I think I've finally got it. I'm going to become a food-blogging war photographer with a wildly successful accessory line on the side. And a style consultancy business geared for the transvestites.
I have a friend who abandoned university studies and is pursuing a career in real estate instead. She keeps telling I have what it takes to make it in that industry which I don't get. I can't drive and I absolutely abhor sales and marketing.
But I'm going to have to find something to do. NGO field is turning out to be a dead end.
So, after a bit of soul searching I think I've finally got it. I'm going to become a food-blogging war photographer with a wildly successful accessory line on the side. And a style consultancy business geared for the transvestites.
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