Since August 2006, I didn't have a job. I was a graphics designer for 2 months back then which was horrible financially and extremely tiring. Being already 23 by that time, it was too late (and utterly frustrating) to experince such private sector newbie rape (which generally happens to everyone, at least, in Turkey). I either had to be a graphics designing graduate academically or had started practicing the branch by myself a long time ago to get a satisfying outcome out of that interest of mine (which I'll be doing one day again). I really don't count radio DJing which had lasted for only 2 days (quit due to break up with my ex girlfriend, I was devastated) as an element of experience (although it was quite lovely).
It's been 15 months since I had to move back to my parents' house from the city where I had attended university. Believe me, there is something like 25-year-old syndrome and it gets even more agonizing when you have to live with your parents, unemployed.
After letting loose a lot of hair due to the stress I'd wish for no one to ever taste (from the corners of the front scalp, my head now looks like Wesley Sneijder's) something definitely weird happened (I'm an all-time-no-luck wanderer) and I was qualified as one of the three translators selected for Directorate General of Civil Aviation -some state office, which means under the permament expectance of an economic crisis in Turkey, a state job is an insurance of life.
I'll be moving to my only recently rented home in Ankara (the capital city) in 2-3 weeks after which I'll commence my work life for serious. Any of you has an address to visit and stay in case you happen to come to Ankara.
I thank you all for your invaluable presence and support in all means. I doubt I would be able to make it sane without excellent friends around like you all are.
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