If I could quote Sarah Dessen all day, I would.
I got to go back to BG this past weekend, and this time around the trip was basically worth it. It went better than last time in some regards, and felt all too familiar for my liking in others. It’s making me increasingly sad that all of my best friends will not be there this semester. I’ve never really had to fly solo at this school. I was welcomed with open arms into a group of friends without hesitation the day I transferred there and I’ve never really looked back. It’s going to be an adjustment, that’s for sure. I mean, I still have friends. But the relationships aren’t as close. The trust isn’t there. But I’ll make do. I’ll figure it out. Because it’s not like I have any other choice in the matter, right?
My internship ends in less than 2 weeks now. I can’t even believe that. It makes me sad when they talk about projects they’re gonna be working on 3 weeks from now. I never say it out loud, but I always think that I won’t be there for that. I’m shocked that I’m legit sad about leaving but working for this magazine has just changed so much for me. It’s pushed me. It’s opened some doors. And I love the people there and the energy. I hope they ask me back for a permanent position because that would make me really happy.
This is a short update, but then again, the rest of this summer’s writings have been equally short in length as well. Perhaps I’m becoming more succinct? Or there’s just less to talk about.
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