I've been kind of a loser by not writing anything in here for the past two weeks. Yes, I've been in NYC for TWO WHOLE WEEKS. I already feel like an old hand in some senses, still like a baffled tourist in many others.
The first week I had my room all to myself, but last Sunday my roommate, Courtney, moved in. We're on pretty good terms, although we don't talk much. I don't know that we have much in common, but I'm sure we'll develop some kind of relationship as the summer progresses. The only social interactions I've been having are with April and her boyfriend, Leo, and my fellow CN Digital intern, Stephanie. I haven't really done much outside of work, though. Supposedly April and I (and probably Leo) are going to go to the Museum of Natural History tomorrow. I might also go to see Moon with Stephanie and her friend who's interning at MTV. WE SHALL SEE.
The conspicuous thing about the past two weeks has really been how terrible the weather is. It's been rainy more often than not and I can't really say that, other than on the weekend I got here, we've had any plain ol' sunny days at all. Somewhat frustrating.
As for the internship itself, it's pretty cool. I won't go into details because I am afraid of evil gossip websites finding this and getting me fired (j/k Gawker, I love you), but I'll say that the whole going to work, having a desk, taking lunch breaks, not having to deal with sullen customers thing is refreshing and nice compared to previous jobs. I feel very corporate, and maybe slightly more adult than before, but still not nearly adult enough. It still kind of seems like I shouldn't be allowed to work in this office because everyone else is old and responsible and who am I kidding? I'm still not much more than an awkward adolescent. It seems almost preposterous to me that next year at this time I'll be out there in the real world, looking for real employment.
Anyways, New York is not as scary/fantastic/intimidating/amazing as it's always played up to be. It's really just another place, populated by people going about their daily lives, filled mostly with drug stores and restaurants and a lot of Starbucks. The segment of it that I frequent on a daily basis is really pretty small (if you can call Times Square small, I guess). In some ways, it's a let-down, in other ways it's comforting. At the end of the day, I'm still sitting at a dorm desk in front of the same computer.
In my spare time, I've been thinking about the Gargoyle and how it needs to change (Hint: In many ways). But more on that when it develops a little.
The first week I had my room all to myself, but last Sunday my roommate, Courtney, moved in. We're on pretty good terms, although we don't talk much. I don't know that we have much in common, but I'm sure we'll develop some kind of relationship as the summer progresses. The only social interactions I've been having are with April and her boyfriend, Leo, and my fellow CN Digital intern, Stephanie. I haven't really done much outside of work, though. Supposedly April and I (and probably Leo) are going to go to the Museum of Natural History tomorrow. I might also go to see Moon with Stephanie and her friend who's interning at MTV. WE SHALL SEE.
The conspicuous thing about the past two weeks has really been how terrible the weather is. It's been rainy more often than not and I can't really say that, other than on the weekend I got here, we've had any plain ol' sunny days at all. Somewhat frustrating.
As for the internship itself, it's pretty cool. I won't go into details because I am afraid of evil gossip websites finding this and getting me fired (j/k Gawker, I love you), but I'll say that the whole going to work, having a desk, taking lunch breaks, not having to deal with sullen customers thing is refreshing and nice compared to previous jobs. I feel very corporate, and maybe slightly more adult than before, but still not nearly adult enough. It still kind of seems like I shouldn't be allowed to work in this office because everyone else is old and responsible and who am I kidding? I'm still not much more than an awkward adolescent. It seems almost preposterous to me that next year at this time I'll be out there in the real world, looking for real employment.
Anyways, New York is not as scary/fantastic/intimidating/amazing as it's always played up to be. It's really just another place, populated by people going about their daily lives, filled mostly with drug stores and restaurants and a lot of Starbucks. The segment of it that I frequent on a daily basis is really pretty small (if you can call Times Square small, I guess). In some ways, it's a let-down, in other ways it's comforting. At the end of the day, I'm still sitting at a dorm desk in front of the same computer.
In my spare time, I've been thinking about the Gargoyle and how it needs to change (Hint: In many ways). But more on that when it develops a little.
WHAT
THE GARGOYLE DOESN'T CHANGE
THAT'S THE WHOLE POINT!!