In my sophomore year at college I decided to switch my major from sociology/anthropology to English in the hopes that I would work in the publishing industry. Maybe one day I’d become an editor.
During junior year, I searched high and low through the virtual bookshelves of the internet, dusting off some mighty old volumes in hopes of finding an internship. Something, anything.
Little did I realize that the job market was as bad as the internship one.
So, after venting to everyone and anyone who would listen to me about the 9.6% unemployment rate in America, a very wise person to whom I’m very gracious said,
“Have you ever thought about teaching English?”
To save you all the painstaking, boring details of my job search in Japan, I eventually landed a gig teaching English at something like a tutoring center in Oyama, Japan.
And, basically, that’s why I’m here. If you keep reading you’ll get to learn more about me and in-depth reasons why I’m moving (and, I’m sure, plenty of things you don’t need to know). In short, I needed a change of scenery, a change of life. I’m 22 and I’ve lived at home my whole life (yes, even college) and I felt stifled and inexperienced. I hail from Staten Island, the just-about cultural vacuum of New York City and breeding grounds for guidos and idiots alike.
I guess I’m hoping living abroad for a year will change my life, open my eyes, or, at the very least, give me an excuse to put off the “career choice” for another year.