Today is December 31st, 2010, where over the last couple days I assessed the year and realised, 2010 was a fairly average year. This year was meant to be a year of big change, such as returning to study, gaining employment in a new area, gaining new friendships and strengthening already established ones. 2010 was meant to be a year where financial stress was minimal, where I would be living in my ideal setting, and learn new skills and have more hobbies. 2010 was meant to be the year of change.
Some of them items mentioned above was true, while a lot of them never occurred. The problem I face is I always think big in my head, I always think about what I want to do, how I'm going to do it, the pros and cons of doing it. The problem isn't thinking, but more so, just thinking. I remember after my first term of TAFE I wrote down everything I wanted to improve on in the second term, at the end of second term I looked back at that list and noticed I didn't improve a damn thing. Why? Because I talk the talk, but never walk the walk. This is where 2011 comes into play.
I could act all deep and meaningful and spit out stuff like '2011, 11 being pure of containing two 1's. 1 is seen to be fresh, new, worldly....' blah blah blah, but basically, the world is suppose to end in 2012, so no point waiting til then to do anything about it. So what am I exactly yabbing on about? Basically I want to have a record of my "resolutions" so in 6 months time, I will check back and see if I'm track.
I encourage everything to do this, whether it is paper version, online, a word document, scribbled on bark or whatever. Write down what you want to achieve this year, can be as big as you, as little as you want. Write down the kind of life you desire, who you hope to be heading in 2012. Once written down, go to your calender, whether it's one hanging on the kitchen cupboard, or your phone and leave a message on June 25th "Check goals from new year" Then check them out, and see how you are doing. Repeat this as often as you like, but make sure you have reminders.
Now what do I want to achieve in 2011? What didn't I achieve this year but smash in next year? There is a few things which I will dilvuge to you.
* Rid myself of unwanted debts and be on track financially - Now unless I win a big raffle or lotto or somehow acquire a large sum of money, I won't be rid of all my debts next year as I have a large loan to pay off. However, I would like rid myself of overdue payments to the bank, overdue phone bills and debts with family members. It's never good feeling that you can't buy a new shirt because you need to pay someone else back. As for getting on track financially, I want to start a solid savings. I would have to be the worst saver, so I essentially want to have two forms of savings, one in a secure bank account where I save 5-10% of my net income each week, regardless. The second being a very secure, high-tech safe, where I store all the shrappers, cold coins and $5 to $10 notes found in my pocket the morning after a night out, or just any change I have lying around. This high-tech safe, they can cost around $2, sometimes $3, so I need to find a good special. I want to be able to improve my credit rating, because in a couple years I would like to consider buying or building a house, so I'd need a good credit history and money saved.
* Gain employment - At the moment, employment can mean anything from Macca's to labourer, to well anything that will provide an income. Ideally towards the end of year, after Octoberish, I'd like to gain employment in my future industry of building design, but for the time being, I'd be happy flipping burgers.
* Improve at guitar - I want to just keep self-teaching myself guitar, and get to the stage where I could play a bunch of songs comfortable. This is mostly a way to relax, reduce stress, increase my creativity and just help protrude the image I desire.
* 85% + - In order to be even considered for a university degree by the current course I'm undertaking, I need to have an average of 85% in assessments of the final year. Now I'm not sure how that works exactly because there is a third year, but in this second year, I don't want to submit an assessment which will score less than 85%. I should be aiming for 100%, but just being realistic here. Ideally anything above 90% would be awesome, and that would be my main aim.
* Improve my living conditions - At the moment I am living in a shared household, paying $60 rent a week, which is excellent. I like it here, housemates are good, and I don't see myself up-and-moving in 2011. What I mean by improving my living condition is becoming a better housemate, by cleaning, doing dishes and the like more often. I also want to get in the habit of doing proper shopping trips and having proper meals.
* Gain proper weight - The other day I weighed myself, and the little screen read 55kg. At 22 years old, 55kg, I'm lucky a small breeze doesn't send me flying. Most people in the new year aim to lose weight, well I am aiming to gain it. I could gorge myself on Maccas, KFC and the like, but no. I'd be cutting, or heavily reducing junk food, and focus on meats, diary, veggies, fruits and gain the weight properly. This will also include a fitness program, but the end goal weight is unknown yet. By 2012, I don't want to be weighing in at 55kg.
In 2011 I want to rename it to "Project Anthony". I want 2011 to be the year where I work on myself, improving myself, gaining the confidence, skills and experiences to really see a difference in myself. They say "Nobody can love you, until you can love yourself" At the moment, I don't love myself, that is why in 2011, I will work on "Project Anthony" which in turn will allow me to eventually love myself because of all the positive changes that will occurring because of me. I encourage you all to do the same, make 2011 to be your "Project" year, where you just work on yourself. Write everything down, write it down in detail, write it in vague, write it in crayon, just write it down! Keep referring back to it throughout the year, and get excited about the positive changes you are making in your life. If you have something small and trivial you want to change, or add, like "Learn the worm" write it down and achieve it. After successfully doing the worm, you can scribble it off your list, and celebrate with a worm dance!
To be honest, there are plenty more things I could write about what I want to change, or add in my life, or take away, but rather than let you all know about it straight up, I will let you be surprised when I actually achieve them. A bucket list will be made over the year, and hopefully during the year I will have some good stories to tell ya'all.
From The One They Anthony, This Is The Life & Times
Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Dreams
The first word I stumbled across was "DREAMS" so now I have to blog about it. However, there are two types of dreams I could get into, dreams like our hopes, main goals in life, like I dream of owning a mansion. Or, there is the other dream which occurs when we are in deep sleep. I think you guys might enjoy reading about some of the dreams I have been having lately....
One dream I had the other week was very weird, and it involved me and a certain girl. It was morning, and we are both on the couch, talking, then the topic of morning wee came up, and we started talking about how long we can go without taking that much needed wee-wee. All this talk must of triggered my blatter because I woke up and needed to wee something shocking. Also, for those who would like to know, the longest I've gone withholding my morning pee is 4 or so hours.
One time last year I dreamt I was playing footy, and when I woke up, I noticed I was spooning with my football, which is strange because my football was in the wardrobe when I went to sleep.
Anyway, making this blog short, I just had to follow the rules.
From The One They Call Anthony, This Is The Life & Times
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Fully Sick Car Bro
After having a brief conversation with someone, they said they were in a 'fully sik car cuttin laps' and this just triggered this blog. This blog is my vent about all the douchebags out there with their 'fully sick car bro' and their behaviour, which has quite a direct correlation.
First off, this will appear offensive, and may even appear prejudice, and some of my friends might get pissed off but who cares. This is my opinion, and living in Australia gives me the freedom to express my views and opinions.
So what is a typical fully sick car bro? Usually one which contains excessive subwoofers, an often illegal exhaust, usually chrome rims, sometimes a custom paint job or decals (and should your back windscreen has the sticker "UNIT" or something of that kind, congratulations, you are officially a loser) and other small modifications which are pointless.
Why does one do it? Because girls think their car is hot? Perhaps, but I'd rather have a girl like me for my unique personality, than the car I drive. Most girls, not saying all girls, but most, who usually go on about some guys car, or only goes out with a guy with a fully sick car is shallow, and not the girl you would want to bring home. So what if you are dating a girl who just loves your fully sick car bro? Well it would be a pretty expensive relationship, because no doubt she wants you to drive everywhere, and sometimes just cut some laps brah. Due to your douchebaggy ways, your car probably chews up quite a lot of petrol also, so enjoy footing that bill. Oh and also your girlfriend's need for salad, water, rice crackers and big bug-eyed sunglasses. Yes I'm stereotyping, big whoop!
What else annoys me about this craze? It is just a big waste of money! Putting some subwoofers and lowering your car isn't going to increase the resale value of your car. I hope you realise that a brand new car's value can drop thousands of dollars as soon as you drive it out of the dealership. It is practically impossible to make a profit selling a car, unless you are shady as all hell. So why throw thousands of dollars into all these little modifications and features and not expect a return? Truth be told, when someone goes to buy a car, and see all these modifications, the first thing that should spring to mind is "Hmm, wonder if they flog the crap out this car?" 99% of the time, the car has been driven into the ground, so the value would be a lot less than intended.
Once again I am stereotyping here, but just about every fully sick car bro has a hoon driver. The people who drive these sorts of cars are usually the ones caught speeding, doing burnouts and all these other hoonish acts. They complain and sook about how police target them because of their car, well geez I wonder why, probably because a lot of accidents are caused by you douches.
Back on the money issue, why spend say $10k on modifying a car? This could be an extreme case, I don't know how much it actually costs, I just did a google and clicked on the first page. $10,000 could be a nice little deposit on a block of land, which can be a profitable investment, and a smart investment. Or that $10,000 could take someone on a nice holiday, or feed yourself for about 3.5 years, or pay rent for about 2 years or so. Yes most mods don't occur at once, you might slowly do it, like a $400 mod there, a $100 mod here, a $1,000 mod there, but why not put that money in a bank account and let interest build up? Or maybe buy some shares?
What is the purpose of having a fully sick car bro? Let's put your suped up 2005 Toyota Supra up against my 1998 Toyota Camry, stock standard baby, yeahhh! If we were to obey road rules, and had the same flow of traffic and all the other variables the same, we would get from Point A to Point B in the same amount of time. My camry is going to get me to where I want to go, no troubles, and I have a strong feeling police aren't going to bother me in my car. What is the point of having your car so lowered that you have to be having 1km/hr to go over normal size speed humps so you don't scrap your bumper? Or entering/exiting driveways, you would scrap the shizz out of it. There is a driveway that enters into a car park that is steep that even in my car when I go as slow as possible, there is a little scrap, so imagine that in a fully sick car bro.
Basically I'm asking the big questions. What is the point? Why spend all that money? Why do you do it? Some may argue that the point is to have a good car. Again, why? Sure if someone offered me a Lambo, I'd take it, but if someone offered me a Supra all done up, I wouldn't want it. This type of thing may be some people's interest, hobby and that, but I just don't see what all the fuss is about.
From The One They Anthony, This Is The Life & Times
P.S. Driving down a main road with your windows down, music up excessively loud with some bassy black rapper music on doesn't make you look cool, it makes you look like a total douchebag wannabe cool-guy-but-end-up-looking-like-a-complete-loser
First off, this will appear offensive, and may even appear prejudice, and some of my friends might get pissed off but who cares. This is my opinion, and living in Australia gives me the freedom to express my views and opinions.
So what is a typical fully sick car bro? Usually one which contains excessive subwoofers, an often illegal exhaust, usually chrome rims, sometimes a custom paint job or decals (and should your back windscreen has the sticker "UNIT" or something of that kind, congratulations, you are officially a loser) and other small modifications which are pointless.
Why does one do it? Because girls think their car is hot? Perhaps, but I'd rather have a girl like me for my unique personality, than the car I drive. Most girls, not saying all girls, but most, who usually go on about some guys car, or only goes out with a guy with a fully sick car is shallow, and not the girl you would want to bring home. So what if you are dating a girl who just loves your fully sick car bro? Well it would be a pretty expensive relationship, because no doubt she wants you to drive everywhere, and sometimes just cut some laps brah. Due to your douchebaggy ways, your car probably chews up quite a lot of petrol also, so enjoy footing that bill. Oh and also your girlfriend's need for salad, water, rice crackers and big bug-eyed sunglasses. Yes I'm stereotyping, big whoop!
What else annoys me about this craze? It is just a big waste of money! Putting some subwoofers and lowering your car isn't going to increase the resale value of your car. I hope you realise that a brand new car's value can drop thousands of dollars as soon as you drive it out of the dealership. It is practically impossible to make a profit selling a car, unless you are shady as all hell. So why throw thousands of dollars into all these little modifications and features and not expect a return? Truth be told, when someone goes to buy a car, and see all these modifications, the first thing that should spring to mind is "Hmm, wonder if they flog the crap out this car?" 99% of the time, the car has been driven into the ground, so the value would be a lot less than intended.
Once again I am stereotyping here, but just about every fully sick car bro has a hoon driver. The people who drive these sorts of cars are usually the ones caught speeding, doing burnouts and all these other hoonish acts. They complain and sook about how police target them because of their car, well geez I wonder why, probably because a lot of accidents are caused by you douches.
Back on the money issue, why spend say $10k on modifying a car? This could be an extreme case, I don't know how much it actually costs, I just did a google and clicked on the first page. $10,000 could be a nice little deposit on a block of land, which can be a profitable investment, and a smart investment. Or that $10,000 could take someone on a nice holiday, or feed yourself for about 3.5 years, or pay rent for about 2 years or so. Yes most mods don't occur at once, you might slowly do it, like a $400 mod there, a $100 mod here, a $1,000 mod there, but why not put that money in a bank account and let interest build up? Or maybe buy some shares?
What is the purpose of having a fully sick car bro? Let's put your suped up 2005 Toyota Supra up against my 1998 Toyota Camry, stock standard baby, yeahhh! If we were to obey road rules, and had the same flow of traffic and all the other variables the same, we would get from Point A to Point B in the same amount of time. My camry is going to get me to where I want to go, no troubles, and I have a strong feeling police aren't going to bother me in my car. What is the point of having your car so lowered that you have to be having 1km/hr to go over normal size speed humps so you don't scrap your bumper? Or entering/exiting driveways, you would scrap the shizz out of it. There is a driveway that enters into a car park that is steep that even in my car when I go as slow as possible, there is a little scrap, so imagine that in a fully sick car bro.
Basically I'm asking the big questions. What is the point? Why spend all that money? Why do you do it? Some may argue that the point is to have a good car. Again, why? Sure if someone offered me a Lambo, I'd take it, but if someone offered me a Supra all done up, I wouldn't want it. This type of thing may be some people's interest, hobby and that, but I just don't see what all the fuss is about.
From The One They Anthony, This Is The Life & Times
P.S. Driving down a main road with your windows down, music up excessively loud with some bassy black rapper music on doesn't make you look cool, it makes you look like a total douchebag wannabe cool-guy-but-end-up-looking-like-a-complete-loser
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
The Year That Was TwentyTen
With the end of the year approaching, I thought it would be fitting to give a brief run-down on my year, which has been a real experience...
Jan - Still in Melbourne until the 10th, then made the move back home. Unemployed but was doing odd jobs around the house.
Feb - TAFE started and I met my future wife (she doesn't know this yet). Still unemployed, but looking for local work
Mar - Mostly consisted of me being cool and looking for work. Had a couple interviews but nothing concrete.
April - Was quite a big month. Had a interview at Wodonga Safeway which looked very promising. had my brothers wedding in Sydney and it was my birthday.
May - Finally got a job!! Woo! Was also crashing at a friends place on their couch when needed.
Jun - Wrecked a friendship which was hard on me.
Jul - The greatest, bestest blog everest started. The beard was shaved. Things were tough overall, couch hopping.Had my second birthday for the year, boy I'm getting old fast. Slept in my car for the first time.
Aug - Watched Billy Maddison and proceeded to write a status update for all the great quotes. Started house hunting, couch hopping and sleeping in the car was still the 'in' thing.
Sep - The 'Oh No' era began. Still looking for a house and has a encounter with the police about being in my car at 1am.Start my job at the cinema, so now working two jobs.
Oct - Continued sleeping in my car, and travelling between work and home some days. Was taken off the roster at the cinema, so considered 'fired'. It had been 7 years since mum passed away, still not easy.Finally moved into a house, although they were considered complete strangers at the time, fast becoming friends.
Nov - Experienced my third birthday for the year, held my little niece and claimed "Favourite Uncle" TAFE finished up for the year, and I rocked the month with a exceptional mo!
Dec - It appeared to be the month I lost my job and got my phone cut off. But enjoyed a good Christmas. Looking very forward to ending this year but, and starting fresh in 2011.
So that was basically twentyten, I now hope 2011 will be much kinder to me. Looking back, it seems I had 2-3 months of bad, 2-3 months of good, 2-3 months of bad, etc etc.
This was the year where I was jobless again, the year I was sleeping out of my car, the year my facebook was hacked on a regular basis, but damn it, this year will make for a excellent chapter in my book.
From The One They Call Anthony, This Is The Life & Times
Jan - Still in Melbourne until the 10th, then made the move back home. Unemployed but was doing odd jobs around the house.
Feb - TAFE started and I met my future wife (she doesn't know this yet). Still unemployed, but looking for local work
Mar - Mostly consisted of me being cool and looking for work. Had a couple interviews but nothing concrete.
April - Was quite a big month. Had a interview at Wodonga Safeway which looked very promising. had my brothers wedding in Sydney and it was my birthday.
May - Finally got a job!! Woo! Was also crashing at a friends place on their couch when needed.
Jun - Wrecked a friendship which was hard on me.
Jul - The greatest, bestest blog everest started. The beard was shaved. Things were tough overall, couch hopping.Had my second birthday for the year, boy I'm getting old fast. Slept in my car for the first time.
Aug - Watched Billy Maddison and proceeded to write a status update for all the great quotes. Started house hunting, couch hopping and sleeping in the car was still the 'in' thing.
Sep - The 'Oh No' era began. Still looking for a house and has a encounter with the police about being in my car at 1am.Start my job at the cinema, so now working two jobs.
Oct - Continued sleeping in my car, and travelling between work and home some days. Was taken off the roster at the cinema, so considered 'fired'. It had been 7 years since mum passed away, still not easy.Finally moved into a house, although they were considered complete strangers at the time, fast becoming friends.
Nov - Experienced my third birthday for the year, held my little niece and claimed "Favourite Uncle" TAFE finished up for the year, and I rocked the month with a exceptional mo!
Dec - It appeared to be the month I lost my job and got my phone cut off. But enjoyed a good Christmas. Looking very forward to ending this year but, and starting fresh in 2011.
So that was basically twentyten, I now hope 2011 will be much kinder to me. Looking back, it seems I had 2-3 months of bad, 2-3 months of good, 2-3 months of bad, etc etc.
This was the year where I was jobless again, the year I was sleeping out of my car, the year my facebook was hacked on a regular basis, but damn it, this year will make for a excellent chapter in my book.
From The One They Call Anthony, This Is The Life & Times
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
There Goes That Plan
So I sit here frustrated as all hell, a little worried with a sprinkle of screwed, blogging. With TAFE finished for the year, and summer holidays now very much in progress, I've noticed that this wasn't the way I wanted to spend it. Rather being all cryptic like, I'll be straight forward with this blog.
Towards the end of TAFE I had two plans which revolved around my holidays.
Plan #1 - Work at Safeway but get my hours reduced to like 10hrs a week or something, and get a full-time job during the day. I was looking at places like Cotton On and JayJays as a Christmas casual. I wanted a day job where I work during the day, and since the stores aren't open late, it gave me time at night to relax, or do a shift or two.
Plan #2 - Work at Safeway with increased hours, and get some work experience with a design firm. This could have tired me out something shocking, as I'd need to work a lot to live, and do work for free during the day.
I then decided I wanted to use this summer to make money, so I can save up for uni in a couple years, and worry about experience next summer. So I started looking for a second day job, and applied for a couple, but no responses. I thought, 'No big deal, I can keep looking, I still get a income from Safeway'
The last two weeks of TAFE, which was the busiest time of the year with assessments due, work was giving me 20-25hr weeks, which I just couldn't do. The first week I did it, and I ended up going to TAFE on the Wednesday from 9-5, came home to work on assessments, then went to work from 8-3am, then continued working on assessments, pulled an all-nighter, went to TAFE on the Thursday from 9-5, then worked from 8-12am, then finally slept. This killed me, and I knew I couldn't do this again, so I left a note at work saying I couldn't do some shifts the next week. I went in and did the shifts I could, checked next weeks roster, only to find no shifts....
That wasn't such a big deal because I could of lasted one week without work, but then I was hoping for a phone call. Fast forward 3-4 weeks now, and still no shifts. I approached the department manager about it and he said there was no work around, which was BS. Anyway, the main point is, I haven't had work for about a month now. This is the summer holidays where I want to work a lot, and the irony being they gave me work when I couldn't do it, and haven't given me work when I can.
So there goes that plan.
I thought then, f' them, I'll find a new job, which hasn't ended in the desired result. Most jobs around the area are for skilled workers, like for today's paper for example...
Graduate accountant
GIS contractor
Chef
Truck drivers
Presser
Quad dog driver
Shed erectors
Tyre fitter
They were the bulk of jobs, I could not find a job I could apply for. Sure there was a Trainee aftersales assistant, but I'm not looking for a traineeship because I already have a large study commitment. Saturday's paper was not much better, advertising jobs for teachers, professors, accountants, drivers, everything under the sun which I couldn't apply for.
If I'm to find a job, I need like a cafe job (low money and crappy work, but requires next-to-no experience), or a pizza delivery driver, or another supermarket job. Thought about the old Maccas, KFC and that, but I've applied for them jobs about 8 times each, and I've figured out why I can't get a job. Why would they want to pay a 22 year old $21/hr when they could get a 16 year old to work for $10/hr....
My brother then encouraged me to apply for a job as a designer/draftsman/anything in industry they may have for me. So I got a resume all done up, got a portfolio of my work for the year gather up in a nice display folder and hit a few builders. You can read about my efforts below.
It would appear most places wouldn't be hiring until the new year, so I need to hit it again after that. But, it still leaves me jobless, and the possibility of being jobless until the new year, which isn't good at all. I've applied for Centrelink again, and waiting to get a letter back from the landlord so I can continue with it, which might be able to keep my head above water for the time being, but certainly not to live.
So now that vision I had for summer, care-free, fun, hanging out, working and all that junk, has been dismantled. I now face a stressful summer, with no money go out and enjoy and reward myself, having to deal with banks and phone companies and looking for work. It's funny, I remembered I wrote a blog about looking for a job, well now it's time to practice what I preach.....
From The One They Call Anthony, This Is The Life & Times
Towards the end of TAFE I had two plans which revolved around my holidays.
Plan #1 - Work at Safeway but get my hours reduced to like 10hrs a week or something, and get a full-time job during the day. I was looking at places like Cotton On and JayJays as a Christmas casual. I wanted a day job where I work during the day, and since the stores aren't open late, it gave me time at night to relax, or do a shift or two.
Plan #2 - Work at Safeway with increased hours, and get some work experience with a design firm. This could have tired me out something shocking, as I'd need to work a lot to live, and do work for free during the day.
I then decided I wanted to use this summer to make money, so I can save up for uni in a couple years, and worry about experience next summer. So I started looking for a second day job, and applied for a couple, but no responses. I thought, 'No big deal, I can keep looking, I still get a income from Safeway'
The last two weeks of TAFE, which was the busiest time of the year with assessments due, work was giving me 20-25hr weeks, which I just couldn't do. The first week I did it, and I ended up going to TAFE on the Wednesday from 9-5, came home to work on assessments, then went to work from 8-3am, then continued working on assessments, pulled an all-nighter, went to TAFE on the Thursday from 9-5, then worked from 8-12am, then finally slept. This killed me, and I knew I couldn't do this again, so I left a note at work saying I couldn't do some shifts the next week. I went in and did the shifts I could, checked next weeks roster, only to find no shifts....
That wasn't such a big deal because I could of lasted one week without work, but then I was hoping for a phone call. Fast forward 3-4 weeks now, and still no shifts. I approached the department manager about it and he said there was no work around, which was BS. Anyway, the main point is, I haven't had work for about a month now. This is the summer holidays where I want to work a lot, and the irony being they gave me work when I couldn't do it, and haven't given me work when I can.
So there goes that plan.
I thought then, f' them, I'll find a new job, which hasn't ended in the desired result. Most jobs around the area are for skilled workers, like for today's paper for example...
Graduate accountant
GIS contractor
Chef
Truck drivers
Presser
Quad dog driver
Shed erectors
Tyre fitter
They were the bulk of jobs, I could not find a job I could apply for. Sure there was a Trainee aftersales assistant, but I'm not looking for a traineeship because I already have a large study commitment. Saturday's paper was not much better, advertising jobs for teachers, professors, accountants, drivers, everything under the sun which I couldn't apply for.
If I'm to find a job, I need like a cafe job (low money and crappy work, but requires next-to-no experience), or a pizza delivery driver, or another supermarket job. Thought about the old Maccas, KFC and that, but I've applied for them jobs about 8 times each, and I've figured out why I can't get a job. Why would they want to pay a 22 year old $21/hr when they could get a 16 year old to work for $10/hr....
My brother then encouraged me to apply for a job as a designer/draftsman/anything in industry they may have for me. So I got a resume all done up, got a portfolio of my work for the year gather up in a nice display folder and hit a few builders. You can read about my efforts below.
It would appear most places wouldn't be hiring until the new year, so I need to hit it again after that. But, it still leaves me jobless, and the possibility of being jobless until the new year, which isn't good at all. I've applied for Centrelink again, and waiting to get a letter back from the landlord so I can continue with it, which might be able to keep my head above water for the time being, but certainly not to live.
So now that vision I had for summer, care-free, fun, hanging out, working and all that junk, has been dismantled. I now face a stressful summer, with no money go out and enjoy and reward myself, having to deal with banks and phone companies and looking for work. It's funny, I remembered I wrote a blog about looking for a job, well now it's time to practice what I preach.....
From The One They Call Anthony, This Is The Life & Times
Sunday, December 19, 2010
The Path That Lead Me Here
It's 1:44am, since about 3:00pm, maybe a bit earlier, I've been working on a design for a beach-house, I had all the plans drawn in AutoCAD, but I wanted to practice Revit, seeing it will be the main program next year. I got the floor plan up, walls, roof, landscaping, and even been working on neighbouring properties (very basic however, just to show context), and I even added in the beach and ocean. Then after the program crashed and lost a bit of my work (just some neighbouring buildings, and the beach/ocean extended) I sat back, compressed my anger, and in that moment I thought back to around this time last year where my journey started. Below is a quick render of the beach house I've been working on, still not completed, but getting close.
I remember being 15 or so and buying a landscape program where you could design your own gardens for houses, and I had so much fun with it. I then also got a job working for a lady down the street doing her gardening and small landscape projects (mostly me digging a trench in summer). It seemed I had quite an interest in gardening, uhh I mean landscaping, especially the design. Actually, it seemed I had a keen interest in just design, as for about a week when I was 16/17, I wanted to be a graphics designer, then there was the trial as a sign writer. Anyway, not part of the main story.
While I was living in Melbourne working at Safeway, I was browsing Seek.com.au hoping to find a way out, then I stumbled across a job ad. "Landscape Design Apprenticeship" I don't have the ad in front of me anymore, but basically it was an apprenticeship to become a landscape designer (not an architect) and this was exactly the thing I've always wanted to do. So I applied for the job, sadly, I did not get it. While the outcome was heartbreaking, it did spark something, so I researched landscape architecture courses, landscape design courses and the like, emailed landscape architects and went on this mad spree about this field.
I spoke to a landscape architect who informed me it was very difficult to get a job, and maybe I should consider architecture. This got me thinking, so I looked up architecture courses and saw the UAI required and my heart sunk. You needed something like a 93 or something crazy like that, and I did not come anywhere near that in my UAI. Then again, I'd be applying as Mature-Aged Student (ha! far from mature but) so the UAI was not a big factor, then I read about portfolio, work history and all that relating to architecture. The closest I had was some landscape work as a 15 year old kid, and some very, VERY, minor labouring hours with my dad.
While I was looking up architecture jobs on seek, and there was heaps out there, I saw some for building designer. Putting all my faith into Google, it popped up! Not legally an architect, but allowed to design buildings. Perfect! Requirements was a TAFE qualification which ran for 3 years, and there were a few places that offered it, including two campus' close to where I was living at the time, and Wodonga.
When I was able to, I changed my uni preferences (which were up until that point all health/fitness related) and chucked the two nearby campus, which was NMIT, as 1st and 2nd, Wodonga as 3rd, RMIT 4th, and a couple architecture courses for the rest.
So after countless emails between both NMIT and Wodonga, a interview with Wodonga was set-up and I was very exciting. I got all dressed up, in a shirt, vest, suit pants, my sexy black shoes, and I think I even had a tie, not sure, jumped in my car and head down to Wodonga. Now I'm not sure exactly the date, but basing it on my work roster, it had to have been a Wednesday, because I spent all day down in the Donga. I remember leaving at a beautiful 4am, as my interview was at 11am, and I like to be early, punctual is very important. I made such good time I got there a bit too early, and with it only being 9am, not many places were open to kill time, so I just went down to the river and sat on the bench, sipping on a Red Bull.
That time rolled around and I headed to the campus, where I met a old, but very nice fellow, Tim O'Keefe. Little did I know this man would become the greatest teacher I've ever had, but that's a whole different blog. Most interviews I've heard is that you need work, or a portfolio or something, but I didn't have that, all I had was me and my personality. So he asked me a bunch of questions, including why I wanted to study the course, any exposure to building design at all, and my skill level of computers. There was some extended truths, but all-in-all I think it went well, and he informed me looking over my answers, I'd get a place in the course. This was such great news to hear, but then it forced me to decide where I would study, live, work.......
After catching up with a friend, and the family, I made the trip back to Melbourne, returning at like 11pm or 12am or something like that. A couple days later I was emailing NMIT, trying to organise a interview, but there was a lack of communication, even when I tried ringing. Then a week later I got a letter from Wodonga TAFE saying I got an offer into the Advanced Diploma of Building Design (Architectural) and if I wanted a spot, I had to ring an attend orientation day. At this moment I wanted to stay in Melbourne, so I sent NMIT an email saying that they were my top preference in my VTAC, and that I got an offer from Wodonga, and I wanted to know if I had a chance of getting a spot because I couldn't get a interview in. I got a email back the next day saying that if I didn't get a offer, give them a ring and they would work it out.
A week or so passed and I made the decision to go to Wodonga, as Melbourne was expensive, my lease was running out, housemates were ditching me (can't blame them but!) and needed to find somewhere to stay. All of these con's made me decide to move back home, which had lots of positives.
When the offers came out, I wasn't in a mad rush to check as I already had a place in the course I wanted, but was interesting to see what I got. Turns out I got my first preference of Advanced Diploma of Building Design & Technology (pretty much exactly the same course I think) at NMIT Preston Campus. I had instructions of attending their orientation day and enrol, however, I declined the offer and did the exact same with Wodonga.
Looking back, you can't help but wonder what my life would have been like if I took the NMIT offer. At the start of the year when I was jobless, broke and the like, Melbourne looked so much better. But if I go to imagine now, it is scary because I've made some very good friends, the teachers have been great, and I even met the girl of my dreams until she crushed my heart! Ha, not really, I was just friend-zoned, hope she doesn't read this, oh well. So if I took the NMIT, I wouldn't have met her (and we are now very close friends), BUT, I would of had my job at Safeway still, continuing to earn an income, I had a couple close friends from work but I'm sure I would have made heaps at TAFE. If I just had a offer accepted for a room in Melbourne, everything would be different, apparently it's like some movie where a butterfly flaps it's wings and everything ca change.
It has been a bumpy path, council should really look at filling in the potholes, but am I happy where I am right now? Well, I just completed my first year of TAFE, and even though it's just TAFE, it's actually a huge accomplishment because I have been so use to quitting right near the end of completing things. I now live in town with a bunch of nice homies, and it sure beats travelling 200km a day, or sleeping on a couch, or sleeping in my car. I've made some awesome friends where I believe lots of beverages will be consumed between us all. Downsides? After working all year, well, since May, work has been so kind and given me a lovely holiday, which is a pain being a casual employee, they can do that.
Right now I am imagining my life if I took the NMIT offer, and here is what I can gather. I would of had low money troubles because I had a contract with work, so I had set hours every week, all I would have done was either switch some shifts around, or lose 1 or 2, but then apply for Centrelink and get some back. I know for a fact, if I'm in the same environment, whether it's work, school or sport, everyone ends up loving me, so I would have made plenty of friends at TAFE. That's about all I can see, which means my year would have been fairly cruisey, which would have been great compared to the year I've had, but again, that's a whole new blog.
So do I regret my decision? Not at all! I've had a very up-and-down year, I've shared some good times with great people, and look forward to continuing it in the new year. I kind of went of track a bit from my main point, which was, I started out wanting to do landscape design, then landscape architecture, then architecture, but ended up doing building design, then looking to do architecture in a couple years. Wow, my whole blog summed up in 28 words, hope you enjoyed reading all the crap I just spilled! Til next time....
From The One They Call Anthony, This Is The Life & Times
I remember being 15 or so and buying a landscape program where you could design your own gardens for houses, and I had so much fun with it. I then also got a job working for a lady down the street doing her gardening and small landscape projects (mostly me digging a trench in summer). It seemed I had quite an interest in gardening, uhh I mean landscaping, especially the design. Actually, it seemed I had a keen interest in just design, as for about a week when I was 16/17, I wanted to be a graphics designer, then there was the trial as a sign writer. Anyway, not part of the main story.
While I was living in Melbourne working at Safeway, I was browsing Seek.com.au hoping to find a way out, then I stumbled across a job ad. "Landscape Design Apprenticeship" I don't have the ad in front of me anymore, but basically it was an apprenticeship to become a landscape designer (not an architect) and this was exactly the thing I've always wanted to do. So I applied for the job, sadly, I did not get it. While the outcome was heartbreaking, it did spark something, so I researched landscape architecture courses, landscape design courses and the like, emailed landscape architects and went on this mad spree about this field.
I spoke to a landscape architect who informed me it was very difficult to get a job, and maybe I should consider architecture. This got me thinking, so I looked up architecture courses and saw the UAI required and my heart sunk. You needed something like a 93 or something crazy like that, and I did not come anywhere near that in my UAI. Then again, I'd be applying as Mature-Aged Student (ha! far from mature but) so the UAI was not a big factor, then I read about portfolio, work history and all that relating to architecture. The closest I had was some landscape work as a 15 year old kid, and some very, VERY, minor labouring hours with my dad.
While I was looking up architecture jobs on seek, and there was heaps out there, I saw some for building designer. Putting all my faith into Google, it popped up! Not legally an architect, but allowed to design buildings. Perfect! Requirements was a TAFE qualification which ran for 3 years, and there were a few places that offered it, including two campus' close to where I was living at the time, and Wodonga.
When I was able to, I changed my uni preferences (which were up until that point all health/fitness related) and chucked the two nearby campus, which was NMIT, as 1st and 2nd, Wodonga as 3rd, RMIT 4th, and a couple architecture courses for the rest.
So after countless emails between both NMIT and Wodonga, a interview with Wodonga was set-up and I was very exciting. I got all dressed up, in a shirt, vest, suit pants, my sexy black shoes, and I think I even had a tie, not sure, jumped in my car and head down to Wodonga. Now I'm not sure exactly the date, but basing it on my work roster, it had to have been a Wednesday, because I spent all day down in the Donga. I remember leaving at a beautiful 4am, as my interview was at 11am, and I like to be early, punctual is very important. I made such good time I got there a bit too early, and with it only being 9am, not many places were open to kill time, so I just went down to the river and sat on the bench, sipping on a Red Bull.
That time rolled around and I headed to the campus, where I met a old, but very nice fellow, Tim O'Keefe. Little did I know this man would become the greatest teacher I've ever had, but that's a whole different blog. Most interviews I've heard is that you need work, or a portfolio or something, but I didn't have that, all I had was me and my personality. So he asked me a bunch of questions, including why I wanted to study the course, any exposure to building design at all, and my skill level of computers. There was some extended truths, but all-in-all I think it went well, and he informed me looking over my answers, I'd get a place in the course. This was such great news to hear, but then it forced me to decide where I would study, live, work.......
After catching up with a friend, and the family, I made the trip back to Melbourne, returning at like 11pm or 12am or something like that. A couple days later I was emailing NMIT, trying to organise a interview, but there was a lack of communication, even when I tried ringing. Then a week later I got a letter from Wodonga TAFE saying I got an offer into the Advanced Diploma of Building Design (Architectural) and if I wanted a spot, I had to ring an attend orientation day. At this moment I wanted to stay in Melbourne, so I sent NMIT an email saying that they were my top preference in my VTAC, and that I got an offer from Wodonga, and I wanted to know if I had a chance of getting a spot because I couldn't get a interview in. I got a email back the next day saying that if I didn't get a offer, give them a ring and they would work it out.
A week or so passed and I made the decision to go to Wodonga, as Melbourne was expensive, my lease was running out, housemates were ditching me (can't blame them but!) and needed to find somewhere to stay. All of these con's made me decide to move back home, which had lots of positives.
When the offers came out, I wasn't in a mad rush to check as I already had a place in the course I wanted, but was interesting to see what I got. Turns out I got my first preference of Advanced Diploma of Building Design & Technology (pretty much exactly the same course I think) at NMIT Preston Campus. I had instructions of attending their orientation day and enrol, however, I declined the offer and did the exact same with Wodonga.
Looking back, you can't help but wonder what my life would have been like if I took the NMIT offer. At the start of the year when I was jobless, broke and the like, Melbourne looked so much better. But if I go to imagine now, it is scary because I've made some very good friends, the teachers have been great, and I even met the girl of my dreams until she crushed my heart! Ha, not really, I was just friend-zoned, hope she doesn't read this, oh well. So if I took the NMIT, I wouldn't have met her (and we are now very close friends), BUT, I would of had my job at Safeway still, continuing to earn an income, I had a couple close friends from work but I'm sure I would have made heaps at TAFE. If I just had a offer accepted for a room in Melbourne, everything would be different, apparently it's like some movie where a butterfly flaps it's wings and everything ca change.
It has been a bumpy path, council should really look at filling in the potholes, but am I happy where I am right now? Well, I just completed my first year of TAFE, and even though it's just TAFE, it's actually a huge accomplishment because I have been so use to quitting right near the end of completing things. I now live in town with a bunch of nice homies, and it sure beats travelling 200km a day, or sleeping on a couch, or sleeping in my car. I've made some awesome friends where I believe lots of beverages will be consumed between us all. Downsides? After working all year, well, since May, work has been so kind and given me a lovely holiday, which is a pain being a casual employee, they can do that.
Right now I am imagining my life if I took the NMIT offer, and here is what I can gather. I would of had low money troubles because I had a contract with work, so I had set hours every week, all I would have done was either switch some shifts around, or lose 1 or 2, but then apply for Centrelink and get some back. I know for a fact, if I'm in the same environment, whether it's work, school or sport, everyone ends up loving me, so I would have made plenty of friends at TAFE. That's about all I can see, which means my year would have been fairly cruisey, which would have been great compared to the year I've had, but again, that's a whole new blog.
So do I regret my decision? Not at all! I've had a very up-and-down year, I've shared some good times with great people, and look forward to continuing it in the new year. I kind of went of track a bit from my main point, which was, I started out wanting to do landscape design, then landscape architecture, then architecture, but ended up doing building design, then looking to do architecture in a couple years. Wow, my whole blog summed up in 28 words, hope you enjoyed reading all the crap I just spilled! Til next time....
From The One They Call Anthony, This Is The Life & Times
Friday, December 17, 2010
Lolly Day
Quite possibly the greatest day ever, as a kid we use to have 'Lolly Day'. "What is lolly day?" Glad you asked, during our primary school days, once a fortnight (back then I didn't really know what a fortnight was, so I'm taking a stab) our dearest mum would pick us up from school, in her usual spot, then pull up outside the corner shop. She would proceed to give us $1 each and we got to spend this on lollies!
Now this is going to make me sound really old, but back in my day you could get heaps of lollies for a $1. Around the start of the footy season this year I went to the same shop and bought some lollies for pre-game and half-time consumption. This was the first time I bought lollies like this for a long time, so I thought $1 would be sufficient enough, oh how wrong I was! $1 got me next to no lollies, and it made me depressed!
Back when I was a kid, I remember my favourite lollies being red frogs, racing cars (especially the blue one, this is probably what started my blue cruiser obsession), milk bottles, strawberry's and cream and pineapples. On occasion I'd go for the chocolate frogs, or a packet of fads or big bosses, but why settle for something less than the best.
Of course there was times when we would get $2! This usually occurred after a trip to the local doctor for needles, or we got a good report card. I will admit, I never got $2 Lolly Day for a report card, but, I did get $2 Lolly Day for doctor trips!
These were very fond memories of my childhood, and I still remember one day catching mum stealing lollies out of my bag as I went to get a drink, and me feeling angry. That is, until she tried to give the lollies back she had in her mouth, than I felt a bit ewwey and let her keep the lollies.
This was a simple, affordable option of rewarding us, or just giving us a treat. Sometimes we could get the ultimatum of either having a larger item such as ice-cream or a mars bar and miss the next lolly day, or miss the ice-cream and have that lolly day and still keep the next one. Sometimes it was worth getting the ice-cream, although, there was time where we could buy Paddlepops with our $1! But of course you wouldn't scwonder a potential 2 lolly days on something like a paddlepop or billabong, you would go a heaven or heart (which was mum's favourite ice-cream, so if you got this, you had to be prepared to share).
One day if I am to ever find a girlfriend (hey it could happen!), to whom would become my wife (I'm delightful, no reason why she wouldn't want to marry me), then would then bear me a child or 8 (I would hope she would have sexual intercourse with me), I think I will employ the same ritual and give my kids Lolly Day! However I don't think it would be $1, maybe with inflation it would be maybe $100, but them whippersnappers probably won't have racing cars and red frogs!
From The One They Call Anthony, This Is The Life & Times
Now this is going to make me sound really old, but back in my day you could get heaps of lollies for a $1. Around the start of the footy season this year I went to the same shop and bought some lollies for pre-game and half-time consumption. This was the first time I bought lollies like this for a long time, so I thought $1 would be sufficient enough, oh how wrong I was! $1 got me next to no lollies, and it made me depressed!
Back when I was a kid, I remember my favourite lollies being red frogs, racing cars (especially the blue one, this is probably what started my blue cruiser obsession), milk bottles, strawberry's and cream and pineapples. On occasion I'd go for the chocolate frogs, or a packet of fads or big bosses, but why settle for something less than the best.
Of course there was times when we would get $2! This usually occurred after a trip to the local doctor for needles, or we got a good report card. I will admit, I never got $2 Lolly Day for a report card, but, I did get $2 Lolly Day for doctor trips!
These were very fond memories of my childhood, and I still remember one day catching mum stealing lollies out of my bag as I went to get a drink, and me feeling angry. That is, until she tried to give the lollies back she had in her mouth, than I felt a bit ewwey and let her keep the lollies.
This was a simple, affordable option of rewarding us, or just giving us a treat. Sometimes we could get the ultimatum of either having a larger item such as ice-cream or a mars bar and miss the next lolly day, or miss the ice-cream and have that lolly day and still keep the next one. Sometimes it was worth getting the ice-cream, although, there was time where we could buy Paddlepops with our $1! But of course you wouldn't scwonder a potential 2 lolly days on something like a paddlepop or billabong, you would go a heaven or heart (which was mum's favourite ice-cream, so if you got this, you had to be prepared to share).
One day if I am to ever find a girlfriend (hey it could happen!), to whom would become my wife (I'm delightful, no reason why she wouldn't want to marry me), then would then bear me a child or 8 (I would hope she would have sexual intercourse with me), I think I will employ the same ritual and give my kids Lolly Day! However I don't think it would be $1, maybe with inflation it would be maybe $100, but them whippersnappers probably won't have racing cars and red frogs!
From The One They Call Anthony, This Is The Life & Times
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
The Search For The Job - Day 1
This isn't any old job search, this is the search for THE job. "What is THE job?" you ask, well, basically it's just a job in the industry of building design. If you know me, or have read some of my blog, you should know I've been studying the Advanced Diploma of Building Design at Wodonga TAFE, and just completed my first year. I now have holidays in which I want to work in industry and gain some invaluable experience.
Our search began a couple days back after sending my brother my resume for him to tweak, and myself preparing a portfolio of some of my work for the year. Everything was fully completed yesterday afternoon, both resume and portfolio, and then it was a matter of tracking down who to go see first.
After making a list of prospective employers this morning, I got all dressed up in my vest, tie, shirt and pants, and headed out. First stop was Hadar Homes...
I approached the building, and actually felt a wee (hehe, wee) bit nervous, but I pushed that aside. I spoke with a man, Travis, where I told him what I studied and what I was after. He informed me to get hold of their manager Andrew, as he handles all that business, and he looked like next year should be busy for them. I told him that this was the type of place I'd like to work, and I grabbed Andrew's business card. Travis did tell me Andrew is very difficult to get hold of and track down, but just keep being persistent and it will pay off in the end. I left Hadar Homes confident.
I pulled up at Metricon next, and I didn't get very far as they were closed from 12-1pm, and it was 12:09, so I got back in my car and hit the road again...
The next place was Davis Sanders, and appeared to be most promising as my dad is mates with the manager Murray Pidgeon. I entered the building, and approached the reception lady and asked to speak to Murray Pidgeon, and the lady was going to see if he was available and asked if I wanted to wait. I plopped myself down on the couch and was just flicking through one of their architecture magazines, then a few minutes later a woman entered the seating room. It took me a second or two to realise who it was, and it was, drum roll please...................................................... One of my teachers from TAFE! It was very unexpected, and she told me this was her part-time job. The funny thing is, yesterday when I was doing some printing for my portfolio I saw her and told her I was preparing to look for industry work, so to see her the next day in the circumstances is a bit of a bonus.
We had a quick chat about everything, and she told me a Year 2 student was on work experience at the moment, and I was the second person to enquire there, so it kind of put me second-in-line for a job if some open up. However, she told me there wouldn't be anything until the New Year, than I realised, that was only 2-3 weeks away anyhow. I gave her my resume, but only really for contact details because with her being my teacher, she said she knows what I am capable off. Which is a bonus, as long as it doesn't involve model making, because I suck at that! So I left there fully once again full of confidence, and ready to hit Simmond Homes.
The rest of my adventure is kind of boring and unpromising, so I'll quickly go over them. Simmonds Homes I left a resume there, and plan to call Monday to see if the manager received and acknowledged. I then went to Southernvale Homes where I left my resume, grabbed the business card of the manager, and the reception lady said she'd pass on my resume to the manager, but not feeling confident there. Last visit was Metricon, again, but it was quickly shut down as all the design work is done in Shepperton, 2 or so hours away, and all they had in staff was construction workers and herself.
So all-in-all, not a bad day putting my name out there. I just left a voice message for Andrew at Hadar Homes, and just waiting on a call-back. With it being so close to Christmas and the new year, I may not have high chances of employment until 2011, but when it does come around to that time, hopefully I am the first person in their minds. Davis Sanders should be promising as I have two strong connections, my father and my TAFE teacher, and Hadar can be just as good if I stay on top of it. Sadly, after all the work I put in my portfolio, which wasn't really much at all, no one looked at it, as all the managers were either busy or not in the office.
Next step is to either approach design/architecture firms, or to approach specialised builders such as Apollo Patios and the like. Stay tuned for more...
From The One They Call Anthony, This Is The Life And Times
Our search began a couple days back after sending my brother my resume for him to tweak, and myself preparing a portfolio of some of my work for the year. Everything was fully completed yesterday afternoon, both resume and portfolio, and then it was a matter of tracking down who to go see first.
After making a list of prospective employers this morning, I got all dressed up in my vest, tie, shirt and pants, and headed out. First stop was Hadar Homes...
I approached the building, and actually felt a wee (hehe, wee) bit nervous, but I pushed that aside. I spoke with a man, Travis, where I told him what I studied and what I was after. He informed me to get hold of their manager Andrew, as he handles all that business, and he looked like next year should be busy for them. I told him that this was the type of place I'd like to work, and I grabbed Andrew's business card. Travis did tell me Andrew is very difficult to get hold of and track down, but just keep being persistent and it will pay off in the end. I left Hadar Homes confident.
I pulled up at Metricon next, and I didn't get very far as they were closed from 12-1pm, and it was 12:09, so I got back in my car and hit the road again...
The next place was Davis Sanders, and appeared to be most promising as my dad is mates with the manager Murray Pidgeon. I entered the building, and approached the reception lady and asked to speak to Murray Pidgeon, and the lady was going to see if he was available and asked if I wanted to wait. I plopped myself down on the couch and was just flicking through one of their architecture magazines, then a few minutes later a woman entered the seating room. It took me a second or two to realise who it was, and it was, drum roll please...................................................... One of my teachers from TAFE! It was very unexpected, and she told me this was her part-time job. The funny thing is, yesterday when I was doing some printing for my portfolio I saw her and told her I was preparing to look for industry work, so to see her the next day in the circumstances is a bit of a bonus.
We had a quick chat about everything, and she told me a Year 2 student was on work experience at the moment, and I was the second person to enquire there, so it kind of put me second-in-line for a job if some open up. However, she told me there wouldn't be anything until the New Year, than I realised, that was only 2-3 weeks away anyhow. I gave her my resume, but only really for contact details because with her being my teacher, she said she knows what I am capable off. Which is a bonus, as long as it doesn't involve model making, because I suck at that! So I left there fully once again full of confidence, and ready to hit Simmond Homes.
The rest of my adventure is kind of boring and unpromising, so I'll quickly go over them. Simmonds Homes I left a resume there, and plan to call Monday to see if the manager received and acknowledged. I then went to Southernvale Homes where I left my resume, grabbed the business card of the manager, and the reception lady said she'd pass on my resume to the manager, but not feeling confident there. Last visit was Metricon, again, but it was quickly shut down as all the design work is done in Shepperton, 2 or so hours away, and all they had in staff was construction workers and herself.
So all-in-all, not a bad day putting my name out there. I just left a voice message for Andrew at Hadar Homes, and just waiting on a call-back. With it being so close to Christmas and the new year, I may not have high chances of employment until 2011, but when it does come around to that time, hopefully I am the first person in their minds. Davis Sanders should be promising as I have two strong connections, my father and my TAFE teacher, and Hadar can be just as good if I stay on top of it. Sadly, after all the work I put in my portfolio, which wasn't really much at all, no one looked at it, as all the managers were either busy or not in the office.
Next step is to either approach design/architecture firms, or to approach specialised builders such as Apollo Patios and the like. Stay tuned for more...
From The One They Call Anthony, This Is The Life And Times
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