Little Girl, Big Trip: Phuket, Thailand

Well, here’s the finale. One last stop on my Southeast Asia world tour. 

I have to say, two days on this little island in the sun just wasn’t enough. The views are unforgettable and the memories are definitely keepers. The end of this trip was focused on three things: sun, scuba, and sea caves. And believe me, add this destination to your bucket list asap.

Passports ready? This last one is Phuket, Thailand. 

 

Gotta say, it’s good to be home. Here come a whole lot of egg whites, spin classes, and pre-semester shopping trips.


Stuck in my head: Dead Sea // Lumineers
Snap it: Phuket, Thailand

Little Girl, Big Trip: Singapore, Singapore

So close to the finish line. Aka, my next spin class. But until then…

Singapore brought rain, but it also brought this little thing called education. Our stay was packed full of company HQ visits that top the charts of the coolness scale. My inner workaholic was going wild. I’m talking pure fangirl at some stops.

While this skyline’s no New York, it’s definitely new to me.

Passports ready? This one’s Singapore. 


Stuck in my head: Downtown // Lilla Vargen
Snap it: Singapore, Singapore

Businesses visited: FusionWorld, Yahoo, Facebook, AJ Hackett, Tiger Brewery, Marina Bay Sans, Google, LinkedIn, Singapore Airlines, Accenture

Little Girl, Big Trip: Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam

Good morning, Vietnam! Watched the first 20 minutes of that movie so the reference feels justified.

Well, friends, we’ve reached the part of my trip where I have to start re-wearing clothes and all I can think about is a salad. But have no fear, I’m in the land of Pho and I’ve never thrived more. 

This part of our trip has been the most educational. We’ve explored the Vietnam War from the other side of the world, floated down the Mekong River, and stocked up on fresh mango. From the Chu Chi Tunnels (where I got hit in the face with a live bat) to business visits with Nike and Intel, it’s been a lot to take in. Not to mention there are more scooters in this city than pictures of brunch on my camera roll. 

Passports ready? This one’s Ho Chi Minh city. 


Stuck in my head: Obsession // Vice, Jon Bellion
Snap it: Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam

Little Girl, Big Trip: Bangkok, Thailand

This winter break, I packed my 40-pound suitcase and hit the air. 23 hours later it’s all Pad Thai and Buddhas and I’m living an Instagrammer’s dream. Welcome to my Southeast Asia Study Abroad series: Little Girl, Big Trip. Prepare for a whole lot of munching, temple lovin’, and travel vibes.

Passports ready? This one’s Bangkok, Thailand.


Stuck in my head: Hate That You Know Me // Bleachers
Snap it: Bangkok, Thailand

I Got One Less P(CR)roblem Without You.

I’ve seemed to have found myself in the library with 38 minutes until my next class, 32% battery on my laptop, 3,000 other things I should be doing right now, and 1 important thing I want to share. 

If you’ve talked to me at all during the past semester I have undeniably brought up something called my PCR (Personal Creative Reflection). Aka- my super long paper/project for my How Innovators Think scholars course. Verdict- It was horrible. Reality- I am officially finished with it. 

Let me explain a little more about this experience. So, everyday for the past 5 weeks I’ve put in time into creating a culmination of everything I’ve learned in the past semester in my scholars program. This includes trips, guest speakers, class lectures, and outside of class experiences. And there has been a lot. And if you’re wondering, this is an assignment, not just something I decided to do because I’m fun and quirky and love innovation. 

While literally the bane of my existance, my PCR has taught me a lot about time management and creativity. Starting super duper early wasn’t really my idea, but a friend encouraged me by casually working on it every econ lecture until I stressed myself out and got down to business. This PCR owns many of my first semester Saturday nights and late night mental breakdowns. God bless tissues and coffee. 

There’s no other way I want to share the worst thing about this semester than through a blog about it. PCR, you will not be missed, I will probably never look at you again, and I really hope you don’t have any typos.

So, if you’re really bored or trying to procrastinate or just reeeeeaaaallllyyy love to read what I write, check it out. I’m going to assume the only people that will really read it are my professor and my Grandpa. And maybe, if I’m lucky, someone will plagarize from it next year and it can do some good for the world.

Until then, see you later PCR. You’re so not my problem anymore.


Stuck in my head: The Wire // HAIM
Snap it: DC Holiday Market outside National Portrait Gallery

I’ve linked it multiple times in this post so I don’t want to hear any “I couldn’t find it!” bullshit. But honestly, it’s so boring I don’t blame you if you don’t want to read it. 

Little fish, Big Ocean… Scared Fish.

Call me a business woman and welcome me to the real world because I officially have a LinkedIn profile. I feel like I should have a second bat mitzvah- “You exist to future employers now! You’re adulting!” Cue Torah reading, emotional Dad speech, cake, Cha-Cha Slide, & T-Shirts that say “www.linkedin.com/ln/jordanmetzman”.

The power of social media is truly astonishing to me. I mean, I spend almost every available moment of my life on it or thinking about it, but I can never really get over how influential it can be. A picture is worth a thousand words, so what’s an Instagram profile worth?

LinkedIn is something my business classes have been focusing on a lot lately. With the central theme of your building personal brand, the site is one of the most essential tools to market yourself online. Its connective power draws in users from across the globe, but my favorite thing about it is the sense of community and excitement that comes with clicking the “connect” button. The possibilities are endless and with so many users, it feels like the whole world is at the keyboard of my Macbook. I seem to be facing one little problem though-how do I summarize myself and my aspirations in one box in couple sentences? I feel like “Somewhere between kale, a cronut, a college student, & a DC enthusiast” isn’t going to cut it this time.

I’ve been reading through a lot of other students’ bios and they all start the same, “Student at University of Maryland majoring in…” And while that’s a great intro I can’t help but think (hello, am I Carrie Bradshaw yet?) that’s not really how I want to introduce myself to the entire world. I’m more than just a student and I want to establish that from the beginning. Every business scholars student primarily takes the same classes and graduates with the same degree- I want to show them why I’m valuable and why I’m more invested than the girl down the hall.

But, I don’t want to let my professional experiences define me either, even though they’ve taught me so much more about the industry than I’d ever imagined knowing at 17. I want to be my favorite moments and my stories, my ventures into DC, my VSCO photos, my traveling, my hours on the stairclimber, my sunglasses collection, my chinese food order, & my trials and errors (the tragic day I failed my drivers test comes to mind).

There is so much I want to be, and that one. little. box. is so daunting.

As I sit, watching the cursor blink at me because I haven’t typed anything for like a half hour and am now avoiding the situation (& continuing to avoid the situation) by writing this, all I want to do is make a list of things I love with a nice little note that says “If your brand message is something I can commit to with all my heart, please contact me.” But that’s not really how the business world works, unless you’re Gigi Hadid & everyone wants to work with you already. Unfortunately, I’m not Gigi Hadid. It’s okay, save your condolences, I’ve already come to terms with it and am ready to move on. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, right?

Next steps? I’m going to suck it up and write a generic student summary of myself for now but pray to God that if I ever apply for a job I get an interview.

Because see, telling stories is kinda my thing and I’ve been practicing my handshake.

Oh, hey, plus side to all this, my profile picture is cute, so basically life is good.


Stuck in my head: Shovels & Dirt // The Strumbellas
Snap it: Key West, FL

The Truth about Long Distance Relationships…

Let me first start by stating that I am not a relationship person. Well, I wasn’t a relationship person. Now I probably have to categorize myself as a relationship person because its socially incorrect to have a boyfriend for a year and call yourself “not a relationship person.” Right?

My point- they were all right, long distance sucks. I mean where is this so-called boyfriend when you look smokin’ hot and just want someone to tell you that. I’ll tell you where he is, he is a long distance away. But more than that, I never really imagined it being this hard. I mean MC (that’s him, that’s the boy) and I spent the whole summer apart (RIP summer 16 please never come back) and it wasn’t great, but we survived. Still, college seems to be a very very different ballpark than summer camp. All of a sudden it’s hard to even text because he’s in class and I’m at the gym, or I’m out with friends and he’s eating a meal, and the fact that he is currently living off a flip phone (the “Trap Phone”) makes this all the more impossible.

All of the above aside I’ve learned three things about long distance, and I call them “THE BIG Fs:”

F #1: Fighting. Get used to it. Every sentence feels pointed and offensive sometimes. Don’t worry, it’s not you, it’s not him, it’s distance. It has inserted itself all up in there in your relationship and made you think the world is ending with every word, but it’s not, you are just slowly going insane from lack of constant attention. Or at least I am. Please pray for me.

F #2: Finding. Seeing each other is actually so hard to coordinate. MC and I are only 40 minutes away from each other but we might as well be in different states in different countries on different planets. I don’t have a car, he doesn’t have a car. I don’t have a free weekend until October 6th, he doesn’t like that I don’t have a free weekend until October 6th (don’t shoot the messenger, shoot the business scholars program). As you can see, planning is tedious and horrible and hard and heartbreaking, but you just have to suck it up and pull out your day planner. Yes, I use a day planner. Google Calendar is too advanced for me. I’m working on it.

F #3: Friendship. Honestly, sometimes it feels like we’re back to those unfortunate 3 years before I realized MC wanted to be more than friends because all you can do is text and Facetime. I’m talking middle school level relationship right here. Static. Minimal excitement. Here’s an excerpt from our messages today:
MC: U done?
Me: No ugh so much hw i am dying
MC: its been four hours tf
Me: Econ
I don’t know about you, but that sounds like real good, stimulating, engaging conversation right there. Love that stuff. 

But in the end, that moment when I am finally hugging him and smelling his smell (I am not creepy, after a year I can sniff my boyfriend and have it not be creepy, okay? You date someone for a year and then get back to me.) make every single F worth it. At least for me, when I see guys at school all I can think is “wow, college has really cute boys, but why give up a good thing while it’s still good.”

And that right there erases those miles real quick. 


Stuck in my head: Cigarette Daydreams // Cage the Elephant
Snap it: Reflection Pool, DC

Related but unrelated: Happy anniversary. 

 

New Day, New Cava Bowl

If you know me at all, even on some tiny minuscule “hi I’m jordan” level, then you have probably heard me talk about this thing called Cava. Well, I’m not only a dedicated enthusiast of the DC startup but I am also a social media intern at the brands HQ in DC (such a formal little introduction there).

I’m not just bragging about the fact that I work in the marketing department at the best food place in the world, but I wanted to take the chance to share a little about my experience as an intern and how I got started. I realize that most people who read my blog are already in the working world (hi family members & friends) but this ones for all the high schoolers and college freshmen out there #represent. 

I got involved in Cava through my dad, but once the meeting was set it was on me to bring my A game. Being young in a setting of professionals is extremely intimidating, like I probably didn’t speak outside of asking questions for a month, but showing your personal capabilities are so important and, honestly, so fun. 

I remember on first day at Cava I worked with the community manager, Justin, to get familiar with the brand image. Little did he know I had been doing this for months to prep (Advice #1: know your stuff going in- the more credible and informed you are, the more impressed they are). During our meeting I started talking about the contrast in colors the company uses in their brand book to symbolize their dedication to seasonal foods and about my interest in how they locally source their ingredients and he just looked at me, amazed, and said “woah, you’re like actually so smart.” And that moment has driven my entire interning career since. (Granted its only been a year, but cut me a break, it was moving stuff.)

It’s not about what you already know, it’s about what you bring and what you do about it. Advice #2: be vocal. If you want an internship or job or position, chase it. You may not get it because odds are there is someone more prepared and more perfect than you, but at the chance you’re what they want, you would’ve never known if you didn’t try. Be the most passionate. Share your ideas. Put things on the table. Always. 

One thing I never let myself forget is that every experience is a learning one. Yes- Every. Single. Experience. And every task you do takes you closer to something you could potentially be more passionate about. 

“What do you do at Cava?” is one of my favorite questions ever. The answer is not as glamorous as expected- I send packages, fill donation requests, maintain and create outreach spreadsheets for new locations, take inventory, & a bunch of other clerical things. And I would not trade any bit of that for anything. My role there is to make other people’s jobs easier and I start each task with a smile and end with 100% completion and enthusiasm. After about a year now, I’m starting to get into projects more tailored to my interests- visual media and content creation. I’ve started updating the company’s seasonal Pinterest boards and am getting more assignments as we speak. Advice #3: Work your way up & invest in yourself. You can never say thank you enough, because every job you tackle is just another thing that sets you apart and better prepares you for the future. But don’t stop there. This summer I taught myself illustrator (okay, fine, I had a little help) and Google programs (spreadsheets, maps, etc) to improve my skill set and become more versatile in the workplace. Have I even taken a business class yet? Not really. Do I know the power of innovating and marketing myself? Totally- it’s indispensable.   

Lastly, advice #4: find your passion. Cava puts a lot of emphasis on cooking and the power of food, and while I ashamedly say I barely know a pot from a pan, my connection with food is more than just eating (more on this later…). The mentality of the company is something I stand behind whole-platedly and I am so honored to be a part of the team.

Cava is “for those who savor,” and I definitely savor every nanosecond of my time there. I can’t wait to see what’s in store for me this semester- I know it won’t disappoint. 

More to come on my Cava chronicles & the road to real life


Stuck in my head: Past Lives // Borns
Snap it: Cava DuPont

Get this Cava Bowl: Mesclun mix. Half Chicken, Half Falafel. 1 scoop Traditional Hummus & 1 scoop Red Pepper Hummus. Pita crisps.  Tomato & cucumber. Pickled Cabbage. Double quinoa. Feta. Greek Vinegarette. Green Harissa. (& Vanilla Bean Limeaide) 

Losing my “BLOG-GINITY”.

Hello world. It’s me, Jordan.
Come along on my adventure!
Get ready, I will be your guide to freshman year.
I’m going to give this my best shot & pray it doesn’t turn into something embarrassing my friends hold against me years in the future. 

I’m pretty new to this whole blog thing, except for the fact I’ve idolized bloggers and have wanted to be one ever since I found the internet, and now, sitting in my college dorm room, I’ve decided to “develop my personal edge,” as my business class has been saying, by writing a blog about the things I love, the places I go, and the lessons I learn.

For now lets start here- College comes with this huge expectation that you need to make something of yourself in the first 5 seconds. It’s pretty overwhelming to think that what I’m doing right now is actually the start of my real life… well kinda…but still its a BIG DEAL. During my freshman welcome last week they asked us who we wanted to be and how we were going to get there. Lucky for me, I actually do have a career set in my sights & a city too, but getting there is about 8 semesters and a million experiences away.

I’ve always been a go-getter and not afraid to take risks, but starting a blog is one of the scariest things I’ve ever done. There are just so many what ifs it gets you all in your head- what if no one reads it, what if you’re a horrible writer but no one ever told you, what if your content sucks. But my Grandpa always said I was a gifted story-teller, and if your Grandpa says it then it’s obviously the genuine truth, right?

Okay, here’s what I’m thinking: there’s probably going to be no consistent type of posts because I couldn’t decide between a fitness, food, travel, or college life blog, so I’m just going to try it all out and hope for the best. Here I go. No turning back. Posting my first post. Losing my “Blog-ginity.” I really hope more people than just my Mom read this.


Stuck in my head: “Lisztomania” // Pheonix

Warning- You’re probably going to read a lot about Instagram, pizza, clothes, Cava Grill, my friends, DC, and the University of Maryland…and see the & symbol 10,000 times a post. I’m not even sorry, it’s just who I am.