California is like the half way point between Tuscany and Jersey, and no, I do not mean on a map. I know my geography, thank you Dad. But in a sense, this school is a blend of my last two. In California, I have work. Real work. Not Italian, write a few papers, spend a couple hours in a computer lab then go get some gelato work but real, writing papers due in a week, read these zillion pages and write this up about it work. Yes, it's fine to show up a few minutes late, and we do always get out early; that is California showing their Italian side. The classes aren't too difficult, I just somehow ended up with a lot of work.
I actually don't think my homework is really what is giving me so much work; it is the internships. Right now, I have an internship with eCampus blog and Travel Host magazine. I also do some freelance writing and have just sent an article to Dallas Flow Magazine. Did I mention I've been filling out applications for internships all over the country and crazy work abroad programs also? I figure this is my last summer as a student, so I better go big or go home. As my grandpa says, "You gotta rock'n'roll while you can." I think all of these work is showing off my Jersey side. Growing up and going to school in what is considered the greater New York City area, I was taught this lifestyle. Also, growing up in Freehold, New Jersey, I would sometimes appreciate the small town, but I always knew I needed to get out of there and working my butt off was how to make that happen.
I have been making time each week to explore and see more of California. I don't even mind overloading now and getting things done in advance so I can enjoy this place later in the semester when there's hopefully a few less clouds and a little more sun. Plus, I've got the whole year now to explore.
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