Only four days in New York and I had more experiences than I ever bargained for. After almost being left homeless, an emergency room visit that required an IV, and some crazy Australians celebrating our nation’s birthday, I was on my way back to Chicago. That was New York in a nutshell, but it was the little things that made it an amazing trip.
I’m back from France and have finally started my new internship at Nielsen. It’s at the Chicago office, and while I’m still getting used to what seems like a permanent state of exhaustion, I think I’m really going to like this job. The previous two summers I worked at Public Relations companies in the city. I absolutely loved the companies and everything that they stood for, but last summer I truly realized that PR isn’t for me.
I’ve been in nonstop limbo between getting settled in Aix and exploring Europe, and this past weekend was no exception. (But I love it so no problem here). I went to Dublin to meet up with some friends from Chicago to celebrate one of their birthdays! I’ve known Emily and Liz since I was in kindergarten, and no matter where in the world we find each other, we always have a great time. Emily is spending this semester in Florence and Liz is exploring Paris. The fact that we casually met up in Dublin for a weekend still blows me away.
When starting the third year of college, you expect a few things: a hard academic schedule, an abundance of fun times with friends, and a big dip in your bank account. Junior year is said to be one of the most difficult, as you are beginning classes that are FINALLY part of your major. The other campus activities you are involved in are becoming more of a drag, and you are so close, yet so far from that glorious senior title. Trying to balance health (sleep), a social life, classes, and everything else that the world has to offer has been a steady struggle all semester, and when you finally seem to be getting the hang of it, it’s finals season. Two weeks of pure hell. So why has this been my favorite semester yet? Read More
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