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The Post-Grad Life


Even as I’ve finished school, the common thread of “the Tobi Thompson school life” still persists. I’m reflecting a lot more than usual lately just because today I watched a lot of my friends attend graduation on their Snapchat stories. But in reality, I reflect on this every. damn. day.

It’s been nearly 5 months since I’ve graduated and I have yet to land a “real” job. So of course, the woes of an entitled millennial start here, right? I’ll admit, I haven’t been applying every day, or hell, every week. And I haven’t heard back from jobs I expected to hear back from. Granted, my expectations really only got so high out of hope, but I feel qualified enough to land an interview. Yet, the places I’ve applied request not to be contacted again.

I even turned down a job because I knew it wasn’t the right fit. I’m scrambling for anything, but at the same time, if you just know, you know. I can’t exactly describe it, other than I would not have been able to fill the job correctly. Nearly everyone harrowed me about it: “It’s a start though and you can’t be picky with your first job,” or “This will lead to other jobs” or “Think about what it will say on your resume.” I had, of course, considered all of those things. After all, that’s why I even bothered applying and going to the interview in the first place. But when I was asked to do something that was not in my area of expertise, nor could be taught this either, I just couldn’t follow through. So I politely declined, and let me tell you that I still do not regret it.

Instead, I’ve gotten promoted at my “non-real” job. The job at the hotel that I’ve had for three years now. So I continue to work in customer service, patiently being every guest’s personal bitch. And it’s not all that bad, but there’s a lot of things that are changing in my life, and I just wish a new job position would line up with everything else that’s changing as well. I feel stuck here, while everything else is up in the air. Let me explain.

I still live at my mom’s because affording living anywhere else in New Jersey alone seems to be…how do I say this? Impossible. And all of my friends in this state are forced to do the same. My mom has been trying to leave Belmar for the last 10 years. Well guess who finally sold her condo? My mom did this without lining up another place to live in (and I don’t blame her). So as of July 1, we have no idea where we’ll be living.

My friends are all landing jobs or graduating or doing great things or have steady schedules. And yet I feel so behind for once. My schedule is all over the place, which has always been fine in the past, but again, I’m ready for that next stage in my life. I’m ready for a 9-5. I’m ready for an adventure.

I have a boyfriend. An actual boyfriend for once. And that in itself is so new to me. I can say that I feel stable when I’m with him, which is comforting, of course. But I also don’t want it to hold me back from moving to New York City or landing a real job. So in that respect, I’m terrified of what’s to eventually come.

I feel busy every day and I don’t seem to have a ton of time to dedicate to applying to places (right now I’m actually at work). And I don’t even know what I’m doing every day. I feel like I’m in a black hole right now and I know it will pass.

Sometimes I remind myself that I only just graduated and that something will come my way and it won’t be so bad. This was, after all, the sage wisdom I had given to my friends (and felt justified in giving since I took that year and a half off from school. This feeling is similar, but I can say that it is not the same) after they graduated. But sometimes I’m like, It’s already five months and it’s gone by so fast. Next thing you’ll know, you’re 25 and everything’s the same.

And while some people relish in continuity and repeated sameness, I just don’t feel happy feeling stuck or no room to grow. It’s probably part of the reason why I travel so much.

And even though I just went to Atlanta last month, and going to Puerto Rico for a wedding in June, I’m already getting an itch to get out of here.

So that post-grad life has a lot and nothing for me all in the same package. Where to next? And when? The eternal post-grad questions.


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It still surprises me when people don’t know which holidays occur when. I’m more infuriated when someone over the age of 9 is looking at a calendar and asks me, “When is Thanksgiving?” than when college graduates misuse your/you’re and their/there/they’re. That really boils my blood, too. I’ve seen charts, tables, guides, and all kinds of easy references to help those people remember, but I’ve come to the conclusion that:

1. They’re hopeless.


2. They just don’t want to learn, so they never do.

So, grammar differences aside, this is Tobi’s Guide to Holidays. The name still needs working on.


1 New Year’s Day. Shouldn’t be too hard. The first day of the Gregorian calendar.

15 Martin Luther King Jr.’s Birthday. His actual birthday. The federal celebration of his birthday occurs on the third Monday of January, which obviously changes year to year. This is the closest to his birthday, while still giving us that fabulous 3 day weekend.


2 Groundhog’s Day. It’s interesting that most people know this one.

14 Valentine’s Day. Guys- just remember this date for your girls. Girls- just remember it. Everyone else- stop trying to end Valentine’s Day because you’re lonely or because it’s a “Hallmark holiday.” It’s a reason to eat chocolate, wear pink, and celebrate. Never ruin a chance to celebrate.

12ish President’s Day. President’s day, like MLK Jr Day, falls on the 3rd Monday of the month, celebrating both Abe Lincoln’s (Feb 12) and George Washington’s (Feb 11th/22th) birthday*. Don’t forget the date placement of this holiday because sometimes schools take off 1 to 2 days for this one, while other schools take off the entire week.

25 My birthday. Tobi Thompson. Duh.

Mardi Gras/Ash Wednesday. The first thing to remember is that Mardi Gras is always on a Tuesday. The second thing is that it does not have to be in February. The third, Mardi Gras is also known as Fat Tuesday. The fourth, Ash Wednesday ALWAYS directly follows Mardi Gras. This one is tricky to figure out, but Mardi Gras is exactly 40 days before Sunday Easter (see Easter).


If you live in or near Belmar, NJ, then the first Sunday of March is a holiday, because it marks the day of the infamous St. Patrick’s Day Parade. Which is a shitty parade that SO MANY people go to and get drunk. After this day, you’ve done your St. Patty’s celebrating, and by the time St. Patrick’s day actually does come around, you’re ready for the next holiday. This day also is realized as the day you’re ready for winter to be over.

17 St. Patrick’s Day. Pretend you’re Irish. Ironically wear green.


Easter 40 days after Mardi Gras. Easter can also take place in March. It is the first Sunday after the full moon, following the March Equinox. Good Friday is that Friday before Easter.

Just Google or stare at a calendar to determine when Passover is. If you really need to know, you already know it.

15 Tax Day. I’d say this one is pretty important for adults to remember.

22 Earth Day. It’s a good day to remember life and oxygen and trees. Plus it’s usually sunny. So it’s usually a happy day.

P.S. I just learned that Arbor Day is different for every state. Last Friday in April for New Jersey.


5 Cinco de Mayo. Five of May. This is NOT Mexico’s Independence Day. This is about the state of Puebla. And about American’s celebrating Mexican heritage and pride. This day gets stereotyped real fuckin’ fast. Also known as Cinco de Drink-o. Drink-o de Mayo. Sinko de Mayo.

12ish Mother’s Day. Second Sunday in May.

Memorial Day is the last Monday in May. Also known as the day that teachers and students give up because they’re ready for Summer.


14 Flag Day. I met a person who’s favorite holiday is Flag Day and it’s not even the same day as their birthday. I met ONE person.

16ish Father’s Day. Third Sunday in June.


4 Independence Day. If you’re not wearing any red, white, or blue, you’re doing it wrong. If you’re not eating BBQ food, you’re doing it wrong.


I know a lot of birthdays that are in August. It’s still summer. That’s holiday enough.


First Monday in September is Labor Day. The end of summer.

Rosh Hashana and Yom Kippur. See Passover.


12 Columbus Day. His actual date of arrival to the Americas. The holiday? Second Monday of October.

31 Halloween. If you’re confused, then you must be new.


The Tuesday after the first Monday in November is Election Day (So if Nov 1 is a Tuesday, it is not Election Day). Go vote. If you are over the age of 18, an American citizen, and don’t vote, then I don’t want to hear your opinion on politics. Since we don’t vote for a new President every year, the actual elections vary by state per year.

11 Veterans Day. Not to be confused with Memorial Day, although the two are similar. Memorial- we remember those who died in the service of their country. Veterans- we honor and thank those who served in the military. Intended to thank and acknowledge the living veterans. But we can remember those who have passed too.

Thanksgiving is the Last. Thursday. In. November. Please don’t make me repeat myself. Ever.


25 Christmas. Your meaning of Christmas can vary however you like, as long as it’s something positive, reflective, and thoughtful, and selfless.

31 New Year’s Eve


Obviously there are a lot more holidays out there that I didn’t discuss, but these are the basics that are largely celebrated in America. I apologize for not including directions to solstices, daylight savings, Jewish holidays, International holidays (like Women’s Day, for example, March 8), the real Mexican Independence Day (Sept 16), and other Independence days as well.

It doesn’t hurt to know these:

Inauguration Day- January 20

Superbowl- First Sunday in February

Canada Day- July 1

Bastille Day- July 14

United Nations Day- October 24

All Saints Day- November 1

World AIDS Day- December 1

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What’s the Deal Anyway?

My [community] college classes have been something far from stressful. I listen to “real” college students’ stories on how difficult time management is for them…and it is even in community college–especially in community college–only in the sense of not procrastinating.

With friends and family close by all the time, it’s hard not to get wrapped up in dreams and daily TV watching. It’s not that I have “so much to do” like many others. It’s just that I have “so much to do” with such little time due to the glorious skill of procrastination. But hey, at least I’m giving it the ol’ community college try, eh?

Wrong. This blog, although making me feel successful, is keeping me far from succeeding in my computers class. Why feel so successful with a shitty rough draft and a small fan base? Well this blog is to you, earnest readers.

I should be working on any of my three papers that are due this week, but I’m stuck sitting in this Starbucks. I thought I would be able to focus, but the cliched hipster atmosphere makes me feel like I should be continuing my novel, Cameron and Mitzi. Sadly, they are on hiatus because I cannot think farther into their story than how far I’ve already come with them. I need serious direction from a good friend and critic. That’s right, Katie, I’m talking to you. We better see each other soon.

This blog is for all of you procrastinators. It’s to those who take time to read (and hopefully critique) my daily blabberings of community college nonsensical procrastination. It’s to those who struggle. It’s to those who care. It’s to those who dream big but carry heads with little hope. To the ones who relate to me.

This blog really has no point. Nor theme. Nor insightful advice. This blog is a thanks, a distractions, a release and most importantly, a kick in the butt. Because once it’s over, I’ll have nothing else to say except whatever I type in hopes of obtaining an A for my computer class. Which is pointless alone, because as my sister’s boyfriend pointed out (who works with webpages for a living), you take driver’s ed, but you don’t learn how a car works. Cars and computers have become so universal and so common, that it doesn’t even matter anymore.


What’s the deal with any of this?

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Acne, Parties and Fucking School

Ever taken a class and just wondered, “What the fuck am I doing here?”

Whether it’s just not your day and everything is going wrong, or you truly feel you don’t belong in the class, or simply put that you cannot understand what your teacher is ever talking about. Yep. We’ve all had those.

I’m apologetic because I am yet to have any advice for you. I’m mostly just sympathetic because tonight out of all nights, I feel your pain.


The days of a college teenager are so cliche for the fact that it’s all true.

In English we learned about stereotypes and how we all strive to be individuals, when truly we’re all stereotyped because we kind of do belong in certain social groups and classes. In World Civ I learned that we’re not 100% because we all come from multiple countries and cultures. Even being brought up in your own household, and being a part of society, you take what you learn from others and you grow.

So I’m stereotyped for the reason that I threw a party this weekend. Not my first rodeo, guys, so don’t freak out on me. But this is where the cliche fits because I neglected to do my schoolwork up until the very day it was do. Now even in high school (you know, the ‘no one understands’ teenage years…again, completely true), I procrastinated, waiting until 12AM to begin writing, and woke up at 6AM. I feel it has only gotten worse now.

I mean I’m lucky with my Monday class because it doesn’t begin until 6PM. Freedom is a powerful thing for beginning freshmen. You thought turning 18 was mind blowing, just wait until you start college because that’s when you realize how in control you really can be. Of course that realization easily subtracts from your mind with college distractions, and daily depression, but really, YOU ARE IN CONTROL. Why do you think so many college students finally start going to the gym in COLLEGE. Some do start in high school. They were just the ones that hit this epiphany first–you know, the ones who were the first to experience wisdom teeth. All the same sorts of things. (I have yet to even grow mine)

So today I begun working on my paper. Getting an 100 on my last paper, I wrote with confidence, feeling that I could pull it off yet again. So I typed for a few hours (with distractions in between) and then I realized I had to print it. I literally have 4 printers physically in my house. None are accessible. So I had to print in the library. There, with minutes until class began, I realized I only had 10 cents on my card to print it. My paper cost 40. Another funny thing about me…I never have cash. Unable to print my paper, I rushed to class, hoping I could borrow a dollar from a classmate and print it directly after class, still able to hand it in.

Arriving in class, I realized I forgot the physical copy of my last paper. We were supposed to bring it in so she could re-grade them because all of the grades didn’t go through. So that’s two strikes. No notebook. Three strikes. After talking to my teacher, I realized I did the wrong paper. Thankfully, she was very understanding but I could tell that she was wondering, “how the hell do you do the wrong assignment?”

The class was long, my mind was tired and that’s when I wondered, “What the fuck am I doing here?”

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