It’s been awhile. For the past few weeks I’ve been working on a cover letter for a job I really want. Writing the letter reminded me of college writing.  I know my writing is okay… It’s not the best or the worst in the class and I’m usually fine with that. 

But I feel like cover letters are much more important than a 10 page research paper. My cover letter is the only place I get to express my feelings and enthusiasm with a potential employer.  The resume tells of my skills and experience… but the cover letter is my heart. Do you see my feels, guys? Do you realize that I try really hard to be a good person and how hard I work when I want to do something well?

Blogging is my fave. I can write here and know people read this- friends and people I don’t know. I know no one will call me out on my double period typos or tell me my thoughts come out jumbled and disorganized (even if they are.) Somehow blogging is the truth in my heart… and cover letters turn into some formality.  I feel like I’m the Chinese American who can’t speak a word of Chinese going to meet the boyfriend’s traditionalist Chinese parents. Tsk Tsk. Maybe I’m not that great… But I have love?