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The American Dream

While reading one of my favorite blogs (NYCPRGirls.com) I stumbled across a post regarding the American Dream, or the NYC dream. This is what I’m striving for, along with thousands of other PR hopefuls.

  • Landing a great paying job that doesn’t feel like work
  • Working from your own office with window views
  • Having a car service drive you everywhere in the city
  • Living in an elevator building with a doorman to walk your dogs
  • Owning an apartment with a balcony overlooking Central Park
  • Using a washer/dryer that’s inside your apartment
  • Shopping without a limit on Madison Ave
  • Living in your house in the Hamptons each summer
  • Securing New York Yankee season tickets behind home plate
  • Regularly eating at every top New York City restaurant
  • Attending whichever show you’d like during New York Fashion Week

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The Oscars: finally, an awards show that won’t look like one giant episode of America’s Next Top Lady Gaga.

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depressed.

So just a few short weeks ago I was ecstatic to join the team at R.A. I had such a great feeling about the internship and couldn’t wait to start. Well, I take that back. It’s not the internship that I dislike, it’s the fact that it’s unpaid and consuming so much of life during my last semester of college. It’s only my second week at the internship and my first week of school and I could already tell how the semester is going to go. I will be staying in on Tuesdays and Thursdays while everyone is out. And I know that having this on my resume is so much better than going out, but the way I see it is that I have the rest of my life to work everyday and give up my social life. This is my last semester at school and instead of making memories I am in bed. The fact that the internship is unpaid is the icing on the cake. I did the math and I will be paying more than $1300 to work twice a week. That money is equal to my spring break and senior week. I just want to skip to the festival part with all of the events. Right now I am doing tedious work that I did at my last internship and was miserable. I don’t know, maybe I’m just depressed because I’m home alone..

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I am officially an intern at Rubenstein Associates (http://www.rubenstein.com/). I start in two weeks and I have orientation on Tuesday. I’ll be working the Tribeca Film Festival which means I’ll have access to the red carpet premieres and after parties, holllaaa. I’ll probably update this more often to journal my experiences during these next five months. I’m praying I enjoy this more than my last internship, and hopefully get a job out of it since I am graduating and entering the real world in less than 130 days. Jesus Christ.

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Clueless

And I’m back. I know no matter how many times I try and keep this thing constantly updated it will never work out. I honestly do try my best. Since I last updated I started senior year of college, turned 21, and became more confused about what I want to do with my life. I started my freshman year knowing that I wanted to PR. My dream was to work with celebrities, but after a while I realized that the dream of being Lindsay Lohan’s publicist were slim to none. Now I have no idea what I want to do and in 6 months I’m out of school. I have plenty of options, I just don’t know which one to pursue..

Option 1: Grad School in London

I would apply to the marketing communications program where it would be a mix of PR/Marketing/Advertising. The program is 12 months and with the student visa I would be able to work in London for two years after my program ends. It’s impossible to get a work visa for Americans who want to live in London so this would be my best bet. (PS London boy just FBed me, so that’s another incentive!)

Option 2: Public Relations in New York City

I recently went to on a site visit to a PR firm that specializes in hospitality. I never considered hospitality before, but after learning so much about the profession it intrigued me. The firm specializes in luxury restaurants and hotels which is awesome too. What’s great about this is that I can live with the parentals while I work and save money since I’m only a 45 minute commute.

Option 3: Work in Los Angeles

I’ve ALWAYS wanted to move to LA. It’s my favorite city in states. So here I would want to either work at an advertising agency or at a movie studio. Or maybe even work at a hospitality PR firm. See lots of options in LA

Option 4: Do advertising or PR for Verizon.

My cousin’s best friend has been working in the Verizon corporate office forever and said she could hook me up with a job there. Verizon has GREAT benefits and the pay is pretty good. They have offices in NJ and NYC (I’m sure some on the west coast too).

WHAT DO I DO?

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Yes.. Teresa from The Real Housewives of New Jersey direct messaged ME! I tweeted saying that I couldn’t wait to meet her at the book signing and she saw it and messaged me this: "Hi Sweetie, I just  wanted to let you know that the book signing tomorrow got rescheduled.  As soon as I know the new date, I’ll let you know!" and also follows me! So now I have Teresa, Heidi and Spencer following me. I’m getting closer to my dream of becoming Twitter famous..
FOLLOW ME! twitter/saravilla89

Yes.. Teresa from The Real Housewives of New Jersey direct messaged ME! I tweeted saying that I couldn’t wait to meet her at the book signing and she saw it and messaged me this: "Hi Sweetie, I just wanted to let you know that the book signing tomorrow got rescheduled. As soon as I know the new date, I’ll let you know!" and also follows me! So now I have Teresa, Heidi and Spencer following me. I’m getting closer to my dream of becoming Twitter famous..

FOLLOW ME! twitter/saravilla89

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Feeling a Moment

Maybe I just watch way too much TV, but I made a new playlist and I find myself acting as the music plays it acts as a soundtrack to my life. Not sure if that makes sense, but you know when you watch a show like Gossip Girl and the perfect song is playing the background? No one is talking, everything that needs to be said is in the lyrics of the song being played. I’m sitting here, contemplating what I need to pack and going over the summer, and at the same time “Feeling A Moment” by Feeder comes on. It’s like I’m in a melodramatic TV show and this song comes on and a scene with different shots is playing and I am in one of those shots. I don’t maybe I’m just crazy. I guess music can do that to you..