For most students, the end of their sophomore year signals a turning point. The house(s) in which they grew up no longer have the same feeling of home. While the same is true for me, I had a rough spring semester and was ready to return home to my parents.
The first week home was wonderful. I brought a friend home with me, and we had a great time exploring San Francisco, the Bay Area, and Lake Tahoe. We even found our future home on the Embarcadero in San Francisco! After my friend went back to Virginia, it was time for me to start my job hunt.
Having spent all of last summer working in a warehouse, I was looking for something a little different. I applied for a few communications/PR-type internships in the area, but nothing came together. A few weeks in, my mother suggested I get registered with a local temp agency. As it turned out, the day I interviewed, there was a job waiting for me! I didn't know it at the time, but I enjoy administrative jobs (I'm really good at filing!).
So I went out on my assignment at a local school in Alameda for three days. Upon finishing the assignment, I drove to Los Angeles for the second time this summer to drop off my sister (she's interning at the LA Times for the summer). A couple days later, she and I met the rest of our family in Santa Barbara for my other sister's college graduation!
After a great weekend in Southern California, I returned to the Bay in anticipation of my next assignment. The day I got back, I received a call from the temp agency telling me there was a full-time receptionist job available for as long as I could work. "Working full-time?" I thought. It sounded a little overwhelming, but I needed the job, and I felt qualified to be a receptionist, so I accepted the offer.
In just my second week at the auto repair shop, they began interviewing for my position. Unfortunately, I was unaware that one of these ladies would become the new "me." The following Monday, I was officially replaced. Without a job, with a strong desire to return to DC, and a job possibility with the Redskins, I decided to make the trek eastward.
After a week-long stop in Chicago to see some family members, I have returned to DC, where I am experiencing a combination of HOT HOT HEAT (and humidity), college friends, interns, and tourists. DC is a very different place in the summer than it is during the school year. More on that later.
For now, it's definitely bed time.
Peace, love, and happiness.
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