Excitement is Overwhelming

Can't wait for the new hockey season to begin. And I'm actually quite happy with how my team drafted this year, going to be a breakout year for Danny Heatley.


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Serious bouts of Soul Searching

It is this time, with the drops of rain falling from the sky onto the streets late at night on the empty streets in the depths of the late night morning that I can unwind and reflect on what has been occurring the last few weeks.

Serious changes have occurred beyond the rejection from AMEX. I've been moving on, but in that time some choices have been made by myself and I am still looking back on it whether they are the right choices are not. Bridges were burned, ties severed, all to make a point in which I am not entirely sure anymore was worth making. But at the end of the day I made the choice, and I have to stick to it and take whatever consequences and outcomes that arise from it.

Given a passion that I have, whether its making a point or an interest, I do it 100%. I become overly stubborn, unable to open up the tunnel vision to see whats around. It leads into bouts of douchebaggery, asshole-ness, and down right horrifying gratifications. But it is something that is part of me that I can not change and will not change. Passion is what drives me, its what motivates me to succeed, motivates me to push the boundaries and push myself to a new level. But that passion at times can be misguided, and lead to negative consequences.

The direction I have chosen in the last few days I can not see as regrettable. I must move on. I have done much damage that pains me even now. It is uncharacteristic of me to every extent. But it is what it is, and life will go through its natural cycles and come in full circle.

For those who have been affected, I can not take back the wreck I have caused. I accept whatever outcome may come. My passion had taken over, and it has led to an irrational, brash, and distasteful but it is something that is a part of me and I must live with. Hindsight is 20/20 and it pains me to realize what personal harm I have done, but no words from me can mend the bridges I have burned. And with that I will try to move on, and wish you the best in moving on as well.

The Balance Between

Got the call from American Express yesterday. Didn't get the offer. Was absolutely floored when they told me, and for a second was like Derek Zoolander where he walks up and accepts the award even though Hansel actually won it. I thought somehow throughout the entire call they were turn and actually give me an offer. But as I sat on it for a few hours and after talking to my Dad (props to family, love your family, and they come through for you) I realize that this non offer could be great in return.

I have no regrets after all this. I had a fantastic summer and busted my chops and did everything I possibly could, and I wouldn't have changed any actions I did. The team I worked for really had no say in my hiring, it was up to HR so I can't hold any grudges against them. I loved working for them, and plan on seeing them in the future.

My dad reminded me that life is all about ups and downs, its never a one way street. I remember him telling me "its better than you didn't get an offer, then life would be too easy for you". And you know what, he was right. Easy street would be fun, but this is a way for me to shapen up, to toughen, to bounce back. People are not defined by the good times, but what they do during the bad times. Thats what separates the true leaders.

So I'm going to take that in stride and apply for jobs again with some great working experience under my belt. I thank AMEX for really allowing me to discover what I want to do with my career, what specialty of marketing I really want to do.

On another note, I worked right next to WTC everyday, my window faced ground zero. I live 2 minutes from the twin towers and the memorial. Even though I haven't lived here all my life, I feel just as close to this city as any New Yorker. Don't use this event's name in vain, give it the proper respect it deserves, and never forget.

Revertion to Academic Mentalities

Can't believe classes start again tomorrow, this summer has gone by so quickly. Not just the summer, but this past year. A year ago I was going through London orientation as well as the first week of classes. I miss those days where I would go out and party recklessly, and then during the day really absorb everything about London and Europe.

I really have been poor in updating this blog because I really have been all over the place and busy this past summer. The internship was such a fantastic experience. Working with American Express was rewarding and the people were fantastic. If you ever get a chance to cross paths with that company I would really recommend you to do so.

I hear back from them this week and I am really quite nervous. I think I left with the best impression that I could leave for that company and the rest now is really out of my hands. Lets just hope the dice roll my way.

Problem is now how do I get back into school mode? I have almost forgotten how to do that. Going to classes, not having projects, no meetings, no powerpoint decks to present. Kind of a weird feeling. Not to mention the fact that I have 8AM classes all week, not going to be a fun time.

I've moved to a new pace, down in Battery Park. I really like the digs - its nice, quiet, peaceful. Far from campus, but sometimes I like it that way, away from all the hustle and bustle.

Here are a few snapshots of what was such a fast 4 months:








More to come, but about to have a drink.

Green Street coming at you from every side

Check out the new cover art I just made for the upcoming single for Green Street. You can check out their stuff here.