Having a job already, I honestly did not think that I needed any help with my resume. However, on Monday I decided to set up an appointment for a peer to review my initial resume for the sake of this blog post on Wednesday. At the STARR center, I learned that although my resume was good, it needed a lot of revision to make it more professional. The appointment was pretty self-explanatory, she reviewed my resume for about 30 minutes and she made a lot of revisions. These were merely “superficial”, she didn’t go bullet by bullet and look at the wording of my job descriptions specifically, that would happen in the final resume review.
At the review, I received a thirty-page packet that she (Zoe, the peer reviewer) described as my Bible to resume writing; the Resume & Cover Letter Writing Guide. In it, there were steps to write your resume and there were also about five or six examples of resumes for specific majors and job experiences. I learned about formatting a resume; for example, a resume should have 0.5″ margins, not the standard 1″.
Some examples of revisions that Zoe made for my resume was to take out the summary I had at the beginning of my resume. I remember I had added it because I thought I needed it for retail jobs; but I was sadly mistaken.
One other thing I learned is that I need to join clubs. Apparently employers are looking for people who engage in a variety of different activities outside of class. However, they need to be related to my major. Lexicon, USG, and Baruch’s Key Club (I don’t know the name of it) are examples of clubs where I can possibly interject CIS and show not only creativity but my versatility.
Either way, this resume review was greatly appreciated and greatly needed.
About a month ago, I decided to go to the Metropolitan Museum of Art (the MET). Although I am not passionate about paintings and sculptures as much as I am about other forms of art such as music, I appreciate the grandeur of the art in the museum, as well as the skill required to make such a work of art. In addition, I appreciate art because, like music, it has the ability to convey and/or illicit emotion that words cannot.
It was raining, so there was a lot of people on the line going in, it was wrapping around the trees which cover the block. However, the line moved fairly quickly and I was able to take a look at some of the pieces and leave. One of the pieces that I looked at which was especially beautiful, in my opinion, was Cristobal de Villalpando’s Moses and the Brazen Serpent and the Transfiguration of Jesus.
My first impression of this piece was “Damn, thats big!” It is over 28 ft tall and 18 ft wide. Villalpando was a Mexican painter who painted during the Baroque period, when paintings and music became grander, more opulent. The subject matter was one which many Catholics knew and believed, the Bible. What struck me about the painting was the scope of the work of art, and how Villalpando was able to connect two seemingly unrelated stories from the Bible almost seamlessly. The brazen serpent, built by Moses based on God’s instructions, is depicted on the bottom. On the top is transfiguration of Christ as He goes to Heaven. They are both related in that the brazen seprent on the cross is a foreshadowing of Christ’s death on the cross; in other words, they are both means of salvation.
Overall, the painting and the other works of art were beautiful to look at and they represent ways in which any emotion can be conveyed, even without words.
Honestly, I hate clubs. The fairs are annoying and, to me, partially overly-intrusive. Plus, I went to a high school where being in a club meant getting home after dark, so they were out of my radar. I finally decided to join a club, not to just go to school, work, and leave; and to make new friends as well. I went to the Intervarsity Christian Fellowship meeting on Thursday, mainly because it was something I knew about, being raised in the church. However, I was still nervous as all hell. Not knowing anybody else plus being in the unfamiliar situation of a Christian club translated to me being frankly terrified at the idea of “worlds colliding”.
When I first got there, I thought I was late because there was a lot of people there, in my opinion. I saw a girl I knew from my high school, and I felt relieved more than anything. At least I knew somebody was there. Initially, you see people talking to each other and they seem to have established groups and it becomes increasingly harder to interject yourself. Therefore, I was very “defensive”, you know? Sit on the side, take stock of the room, don’t speak until spoken to, etc. However, I was surprised after a while of the laid-back atmosphere that was present. I was able to make friends and talk to people who had the same beliefs as I did, had the same general experiences of growing up in church.
I was grateful about the fact that it wasn’t like church, it was somewhere I could hang out, talk normally without any “Christian-ese”. At the meeting, we talked about the idea of fitting in, and the difficulties of finding a place, whether it be in college or at work. There was good food, good atmosphere, good people, not really more I can ask for.
Blog Post for FRO
My name is Isaiah Hinton and one fun fact about me is that I just started to get back into shooting pool.
My prospective major is Computer Information Systems (CIS), specifically in the cybersecurity track.
One aspect of The Book of Unknown Americans that I liked was the author’s ability to seamlessly interject the stories of the other tenets in the building without losing sight of the main story of the Riveras’ journey in America. At some points, it even benefits the story as you discover the motivations of minor characters such as Quisqueya for “exposing” Mayor and Maribel’s relationship to their families.
However, one aspect of The Book of Unknown Americans that I disliked was Mayor’s character development throughout the novel. I felt that at the beginning, Mayor was a timid, meek character who had no power or influence in his family dynamic. Because of this, he looked for a sense of power wherever he could; he selfishly found it in Maribel. He went so far as to sneak her out of school and endangering her so she could see the snow and make out with her. Mayor’s new-found “power” led to the chain-reaction which ended with Arturo’s death.