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14 October 2009 @ 01:02 pm
[. oh my god so six! .]  
New Discovery:

Writing up a CV is kind of like attempting to pull my own teeth with rusty pliers and no numbing agents. Excellent! Laughs.

That said, I'm going to use my (metaphorically teethless) moutnh to go nosh on the pasta I made last night, make some phone calls, read and head to Buddhist Meditation Society early. Get to go to the Shantideva Centre! Yay yay yay!

I mean...very peaceful concent. Chuckles.
Current Mood: chipperChipper.
kellychamblisskellychambliss on October 14th, 2009 01:22 pm (UTC)
I love making CVs! My full one is 14 pages now. I've put them together for partners and friends, too. For some reason, I just find it a really satisfying activity. (Must be my OCD nature -- obsessive record-keeping is one of the symptoms /g/)
Kiwi Crocus: Dollhouse || Adelle || Of course...cranky__crocus on October 15th, 2009 10:23 pm (UTC)
I think I would love making CVs for others, or helping out... And I'm sure I'd love making CVs for myself if I could ever stay in the damn moment for a bit more time! But instead I get overwhelmed with the next step ("oh, soon I have to hand this out...so what if I'm doing this part wrong? What if I'm making myself look terrible? What if all of this are just wrong wrong wrong?"). My brain shoots right to the anxiety of getting rejected from jobs. It's ridiculous! Most of my work goes straight to taking deep breathes and reigning my mind's pregame panic--which, of course, is useless, because even when the things actually DO happen I don't panic. It's just the before and the possibilities. ...as with many minds of this century. I know just how it works, it's just the darn trouble of keeping present enough to catch it!

I wish mine were just chronological at this point, but because I haven't had any jobs here and I've had limited jobs in the States, mine has to be skills-based. That's less record-keeping and more self-sale, which doesn't impress me. I can be persuasive enough...but I don't like seeing it on paper. I feel conceited tailoring parts of my life to fit the prompts employers might want. Strange, again, since I'd have no difficulty saying them outloud--but I feel more comfortable being in person and putting on the charm. Putting it on paper unnerves me.