This blog is meant to be a diary about my journey that, hopefully and eventually, will bring me into the world of project management. Since the aim is not looking smart, professional and good to potential employers, I will follow my flow of thoughts, therefore I must apologise in advance for this imprecise written english.
The reason I am doing this? The second semester of my Master degree just started and only 6 months left before throwing myself out there, in the "City of London" jungle.
How I feel? A mix of panic and disillusionment.
Do I feel silly? Yes.
Do I feel out-of-place? Yes.
Do I think this blog is going to be a total failure, the umpteenth thing started and never concluded? Yes.
Despite all this elating negativity, I cannot stop perceiving myself as a little Ted Mosby, looking forward to find "the one" in this huge and messy city, where "the one" for me is a decent job. While I am writing, I cannot help myself hearing an unreal jingle, that one that in all the tv shows starts when the main character is approaching unconsciously the turning point of their lives. All right, I am not unconscious, but let's pretend that I am and let's see if I will be able to start organising my mental confusion just in time to avoid embarassing interviews in the months to go.
I want to thank my best friend, the one that inspires me and will support me throughout the creation of this masterpiece: WordReference.com.
