Back in the saddle again

I seriously can't believe I am already back in NY again after what was suppose to be a long vacation, but actually flew by. It was a great time though, the weather was gorgeous, and I cooked my first Thanksgiving turkey all by myself, yay! Its always so sad to leave home though when you've been there for a while. I think the only thing that stopped my mom from crying was knowing I will be home again in like 17 days. In the meantime, let the two weeks of hell commence. I have my first final on Monday and the rest the following week and I am seriously lacking in motivation.

Also, just when I thought I was going to be internshipless, I now have 2 possibilities with 2 great networks. At first I didnt want to say anything because I thought I would jinx it, but I have come to believe that I make my own luck and if its meant to happen, then it will. Apparently it has been narrowed down to me and this other person for this IT internship at ESPN. The cool thing about that (as if working for ESPN wasn't cool enough) is that its a paid internship- rare in media. On top of that I got an email today from a lady at NBC today requesting an interview with me for a New Media/Web graphics internship for the Spring. This of course has me super excited because I have always wanted to work for NBC, kinda sucks though because its unpaid, but still its an awesome opportunity. I have that interview on Wednesday so keep your fingers crossed-I hope I get at least one of them.

Now time for a rant. I dont know what you people eat, but being on the subway next to you and inhaling some of the skank nasty breath you have is about the worst part of my day. Its 5pm and I am a little sardine heading uptown on the A line, literally smashed up against everyone. There is a lady next to me who smells ever so strongly like deviled ham. For those of you who know me, you know how I feel about ham to start with. To my right there is this older man whose breath smells like egg salad that has been left in a car trunk for 2 months and has the most yellow fingernails I have ever seen. As if that wasn't bad enough, this weird looking dude is pressed up against me and is staring right at my face the whole time with this smirk on this face, like 4 inches away from me. I have become remarkably good at pretending I am oblivious. God bless ipods.

Well its Las Vegas time. I wouldn't want to disappoint Josh Duhamel, he loves me so.