Maya T Forrester’s Weblog

So…I’m here again. I can’t seem to get enough of this blogging thing. It’s soooo addictive. Maybe blogging will be my new crack, or caffeine. By the way, I hate writing, but getting back to that freedom of speech thing – When you don’t think that ANYONE wants to hear you rant, because you’re afraid that they might think that you’re either a whiner or just plain crazy….OR THAT YOU’RE SO DAMN TIRED OF CENSORSHIP…….Blogging suffices. Maybe blogging is the new Jesus, here to save us all…even the Jews. I know, I know…a little over the top.

Getting to the meat of the matter. I keep giving little snippets of myself in each entry, so I guess I’m a little cryptic. I’m a web / graphic designer / fine artist / Jill of all creative trades , in Jamaica, looking for a jobbywobby how cute…but not really.

Today, I downloaded a loooooong repetitive list of ad agencies in Jamaica so that I could start my job hunt cold-calling. I think that having to quit my job has left me a little beaten down. But I’m sure everything happens for a reason, and someday I’ll rise up like the Phoenix and bite somebody’s butt. It’s always good to have visions of grandeur you know. Besides, I think that I’m fasting, but I’m not sure I know how to fast.

Anyway…I digress yet again. So I called all these ad agencies…and thus far I’ve had so-so results. THIS… is a learning experience.

I think cold-calling is quite rudimentary…you just have to be cold. I’ve convinced myself of two things over the past two days:

1. You can’t get anything done without asking.

2. You can’t get much done without asking again, and again.