Fine with me.
So I did sleep. But the cancellation also allowed me to stay up for all hours last doing non-productive things, like talking to my sister on the phone about absolutely nothing for an extended period of time. Whenever we talk it feels like nothing has changed whatsoever, and it's like we're chatting and whining across the dining room table like we always did. Sometimes I don't know how not seeing her everyday became normal.
Yesterday I pretty much ruled at life. Having crashed and burned on my first journalism research exam, I was eagerly (read: nervously) awaiting the results of my second exam. I aced it. I got out of class early to come back and find I'd received an internship offer at the Women's Institute for Freedom of the Press. I accepted it.
Read: I'll ACTUALLY BE DOING SOMETHING THIS SUMMER.
I was beginning to get worried. I really had no plans. This internship seems perfect. The office hours are minimal. I'll be doing a bunch of work from home. However, that frees me up to do things like babysit, give swim lessons, and sit on my butt in 80+ degree weather.
Success.
Today in Global Studies we were given scenarios in groups that cast us as exiled political leaders charged with starting our home nation over after it's independence was announced and its colonial occupier was quickly withdrawing.
Let me tell you, there is nothing more fun to do at 9 a.m than argue with classmates about the dangers of transition-dictatorships and about how to utilize natural resources in balancing imports and exports and creating sustainable industry. Sometimes it bugs me that there are no right answers. It was also frustrating to find that most of our suggestions had been tried...and had failed.
In short, I am SO GLAD that I'm declaring my second major, even though I had to spend an hour of my life reading about NAFTA and APEC last night. These things can be forgiven.
There is actually sun today.
Win.
