Joining the ranks of the proletariat

For all of you who don't already know, I have finally joined the ranks of full-time, "real" world workers. My official job title is Executive Administrative Assistant. I work for Rocky Mountain University of Health Professionals, which, I know, is a mouthful, but really is not that complicated. We are a graduate program university that offers various advanced and post-professional degrees in health-related topics. I work for the DPT program, which is the newest program being implemented at this growing university (DPT stands for Doctor in Physical Therapy). Anyway, the program is in its development stage, which is where I come in. I will be helping my boss Bob Sellin to create and prepare to receive our first class of students in January of 2010. I'm guessing there is a TON of stuff to do before then. The program design is still rough at best and there are only two of us to make it brilliant in less than one year.

So that is my job. I pretty much work with a bunch of doctors and science freaks....but its all good. And a lot of ex-Navy guys (Who knew?). There is another former English major working here as well so maybe I won't be so lonely. As of today I have been working here a week, and have learned both the good, the bad and the ugly of the job.

The good: I work at a university. Hello! I love academia and all those snotty intellectual types! And I have my own office.
The bad: There is no window in my office. The light source is motion-detector light, which turns off every 30 seconds if a don't twitch, wave and throw my box of tissues at it. Oh, and my office is pretty much in the unpopular, are there really other people in this world??? hallway. There are only two office that aren't vacant as of today. And I'm in one of them. And the guy in the other one doesn't talk.
The ugly: As I haven't gotten used to this schedule yet I am still going to bed at ungodly hours. Believe me, I am not a pretty picture in the morning. Hence, the ugly part.

The Big move to....where?

I realized I haven't written lately about anything actually going on in my life. There were many reasons for this. Mainly, I was going through a hard time emotionally. If anyone else has at some point in their life spent a good deal of time on a job hunt, they understand what I'm talking about. I never knew it would be so hard. And I'm not talking about actually finding a job. I'm talking about figuring out what job you want and where to go to find it. The how is important, we all know this. But I've found it a little easier to answer than the other two.

A couple of days ago I found out that I am going to have to leave the country. One, because I'm only on a tourist's visa, and two, because that tourist's visa is preventing me from getting any valuable work here in Singapore. I never thought the technical side of moving to a country where one is not a citizen would be so difficult to figure out. A word to the wise for anyone who is thinking of moving to a foreign country for work--get the job secured before you move there. Believe me, this is important!

The conclusion of this whole Singapore job experience has been coming on for about a month. I begin to feel I'm not supposed to be here. That its not good for me to be here. That I need to leave. I had pretty much given up my job hunt. I made one last half-hearted attempt at my search when I applied for an internship which I actually really did want (once I found out what I would be doing). The sorry end came when I was informed I couldn't get the internship because I was a foreigner, and they didn't want to fill a spot that a Singaporean could rightly take. I wasn't angry. It actually made sense. But I knew it was over.

So now here I am, ready to leave and yet reluctant to go. The biggest question on my mind is where? And how? With my resources at an all time low, I am very limited in my options. That still hasn't made it any easier for me to decide. How do you chose something when your prevented from seeing the ending?

I know to a certain extent what I want. I would love to work as a writer or an editor or even in public relations for a publishing, media, or creative company. And I would love suggestions from anyone who knows about a publishing company or knows someone who works for/in a profession similar to the above description.

Any advice is good advice, especially coming from all my smart family and friends! So please, bring it on, anything! Please...