
I have been desperately looking for an internship for the summer, and my late start is not helping me at all. It's my fault that I waited so long, but regardless, I've been on the computer for hours the last few days applying to just about any internship I can find. Today, while I was sitting at the computer, alone in the apartment, I decided to look up internships in advertising and fashion all over. I applied to various internships in New York... and even one in London.
What was I thinking? I can't explain what came over me. I just did it. Now, don't be scared that this is going to shake my relationship with Jameson; remember, I couldn't get an internship around here... so what makes me think I can get one elsewhere? Perhaps I got dreamy and started thinking about how glamorous and wonderful it would be to have that amazing, once-in-a-lifetime fashion internship that would jumpstart my exciting career in runway or something else fantastic. I don't know what it was, really, but I've still got this dreamy look in my eye just thinking about it. It's fun to wonder what it could be like if a miracle happened....
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