My name is Stan, a first year full-time MA-HRIR student, and I'm taking over this writing adventure for the next year! You'll either love it or hate it but that's completely up to you. I felt like the blog needed a new shoe shine so I polished it up a bit. So let me talk about myself for a little bit so we can all get familiar with the beard...
I come from a land far, far, away called Bulgaria. It's a decent country on the brink of corruption but it's improving. At least that's what I hope. Its geographical location is in Eastern Europe right next to our Turkish and Greek brothers. We all share the body of water which we like to call the Black Sea. It's pretty salty but delivers a great swim. I actually just arrived back on 'Merican soil on August 23rd right before orientation started. The whole experience back was a riot since I haven't had the opportunity for 16 years. That's a little bit of time. It was good to see all of my extended family: Grandmas, Grandpas, Aunts & Uncles, Brothers, Sisters, Cousins & homeless cats. Actually to jump on the homeless animal situation, they have it pretty good there. The people really look out for them and give them food. Pretty intelligent mammals as well... They definitely know how to protect themselves from thousand pound rolling coffins. Beyond the family sensitivity, I was able to see what the country was all about. I moved to these United States when I was at the age of 7. I can't say I remember too much about the country as I was still fresh into humanity. Now that I'm a bit older, 24, I can appreciate the experience so much more. The country has a phenomenal military history. I feel like everyone always wanted to take us over. We fought many battles against the Turks. Finally the Soviets showed us how to live life during the 1900's. My family lived under communist/socialist rule for most of their lives. Well my grandparents at least. They say they had it pretty good. Bulgaria has many monuments and buildings left over from the "good" times. The architecture is triumphant. Most of the people live in apartment buildings, condos in our understanding. The Balkans are also beautiful. I've never seen so much greenery in my life. The highways are a blast to drive on and the landscape just takes your breath away! I also had the opportunity to visit Athens, Greece for a few days! That was pretty sweet. I was able to step foot where much of Western Civilization was developed. The Parthenon was glorious. Unfortunately, much of the ancient rock was under renovation so it was surrounded by cranes and other constructional devices. I highly recommend everyone visit Greece. It's a bit on the pricey side but if you can look past the Euro, you'll have a riot!
These are my Bulgarian brothers during the Battle of Shipka against the Turks. Looks like we planned poorly and ran out of ammunition therefore we did the next intelligent thing: throw bodies and stones. We did win.
Aside from the novel I just wrote, we should talk about school! Yay for all of us getting into this educational institution. Looks like we'll be the bright young minds powering the country through its future obstacles. I think we'll be okay. Everyone in the program brings something new to the table. Our cohort is full of 59 kids. For the next two years, we're all stuck together but I feel like we'll develop lasting relationships. We definitely need to take advantage of each other and build our futures by collaborating and helping each other out. I'm really looking forward to working with all of you. Not a fabricated statement.
The first couple of weeks have been a bit stressful for everyone... I would say. A lot of information was presented, most of which went in one ear and out the other, but all of which provided us with amazing information about the program. I love how we have so many resources to build our careers in Human Resources. Career services are beating their assistance into our heads non-stop. We don't really have a choice but to visit the Graduate Business Career Center and take advantage of the wisdom they can bestow upon us. The on-campus recruiting begins late September. We began perfecting our resumes and building our interviewing skills. We don't have too much time to balance everything with classes but I guess if you don't have 3 jobs like me, you'll be okay. We all live in a yellow submarine.
Classes are pretty killer right now. We have fantastic professors who really know their (insert noun here). I really respect a professor who will take the time to explain a topic to you and apply real life examples to the subject. This is how I learn; this is how most students remember a subject. The academics really require you to apply your knowledge and critical thinking. My favorite thing about the Carlson School is that we are able to collaborate with others on topics regarding real life situations. It's as though you're out in the field and you're really structuring a company's staffing philosophy. Good stuff. We'll be prepped for the bulls as soon as we're out of here!
In all honesty, I don't think it'll be as bad as everyone assumes. If anyone actually takes the time to read my journalistic expressions, my advice is: be yourself and give it your all. I've always believed that everything happens for a reason. If you didn't get the job you really wanted, it probably wasn't for you... But guess what, you're still alive! Regardless of what happens, we'll be the most successful bunch of rugrats that came out of this University. Everyone WILL find a gig. The dead only know one thing: it's better to be alive.
I think this will conclude my post for now. I'll be placing my thoughts on here often. It's kind of fun. I've always wanted to blog about cigars, fast motorcycles, and women. I really wish to thank all of the faculty, second-year students, and Bill Clinton. Your warm welcome and effort in helping us through orientation was a phenomenal experience. We will all leave this program one day and look back thinking about everyone who made our dreams come true. Thank you all once again and Bill, thank you for allowing me to come to 'Merica.