Star Quality

Star Quality

Ever since I landed back in the states, my life has been moving non-stop. Whether it’s me having to visit people before I leave or seeing others before they leave, I have not had a full night’s rest since the last week of April. Not to mention, I was moving in basically all of last week and some of this week. Another event that took place this week was my first week at work. For those who don’t know, I’m interning for Turner Broadcasting System in the PR department for tbs and TNT. I was pretty terrified at first, not knowing what to expect, and I also have a two hour commute on my hands, but it looks like it’s going to be a great internship. It’s only been three days, but it has been an absolute whirlwind. Continue reading “Star Quality”

Mind Control

Mind Control

If you read my last post, I talked about how a component of grasping self-sufficiency was dealing with my personal emotional stability. When I reference emotional stability, I don’t mean that I’m walking around perfectly fine then all of a sudden I’m smashing things, but I’m acting, as most of us do, in a way that does not reflect how I really feel. I suppress things because it’s better to not deal with them, to save others, and/or to hope that they will eventually go away. With suppression, I’ve tried to tone this part of me all the way down so I am not perceived as crazy and it has only translated to me lacking display of emotions altogether and leaving me with people constantly questioning, “What’s wrong?” I robotically answer, “It’s not me, it’s just my face,” but I’ve recently started to center in on the “it’s not me” portion. When I found myself an emotional low point this semester (yes, it’s possible even when you’re having the time of your life), a friend of mine recommend I meditate. Continue reading “Mind Control”

Fin

Fin

Disclaimer: There are no pictures.

I’ve been sitting here all week trying to figure out where to start with this review post about my study abroad experience. I’ve actually written this whole thing before and it got deleted and now I have no idea what I wrote and what else I want to say so I’ll try to make this the best second-rate version that I can. It feels like you all have been on this journey with me week by week and have experienced every part of it, but I think about how much wasn’t posted, how many pictures you haven’t seen, and how much shorter and shorter my posts became. I even re-read my old blog posts and cringed at how poorly they were written and how I never went back and did the things I said I’d go back and do. It made me laugh, but it didn’t help me figure out where I wanted to start. As I re-packed my suitcases to decide what would stay in L.A. and what would go back to Dallas, I saw these past four months flash before my eyes: ticket stubs, plane tickets, polaroids, souvenirs, the clothes I never ever want to see again after rotating them on a weekly basis, and of course my journal that was strictly dated from January 7th to May 10th with only one day skipped. Is it possible to sum up the life-changing events of this semester in one blog post? Well, I’m going to try. Continue reading “Fin”

Week Sixteen: Leaving The Nest

Week Sixteen: Leaving The Nest

It’s been a whirlwind of a week with classes coming to an end and the transfer out of denial that my time abroad is coming to a close. As you can imagine, I’ve been running around trying to balance final papers while also enjoying what I can of London. I’ve also been sort of M.I.A. because I’ve been on a pretty wild emotional rollercoaster, but I’ve found a way to re-center myself and enjoy life from this point forward. This week, we had a lot of “lasts” with the program including our last play and our farewell dinner. We also went on a walking tour of Notting Hill with one of my professors as our last time together. Although we were saying goodbye, it just didn’t feel like goodbye. Not because we still have a whole week left, but I just feel that I’m never going to truly say goodbye to the professors and program advisers I’ve become so attached to. As I write this, I do feel incredibly emotional and tears are forming in my eyes, but it’s because I am so happy and fortunate to have had this experience. But let’s get to the details, shall we? Continue reading “Week Sixteen: Leaving The Nest”