I honestly have no idea where time goes. Once again, a month has gone by since the last time I posted and I no longer have hopes for posting every week or every other week because clearly it has failed to happen.
I have spent my time busily working at my internship, which I have learned through my on-camera experiences of doing the daily sports report that: I do not open my mouth when I talk, apparently I am too lazy to open my mouth wide and make movements with it other than it just hanging open and somehow making sound come out; I speak in a monotone even when I'm not trying to be sarcastic and actually trying to make my voice sound energetic; I laugh a lot, regardless of it is funny; and my hair does not look good on camera, even though it looks good in person.
Deciding not to work as a lawyer was definitely the right choice for me, I love getting out in the community, meeting new people every day, hearing interesting stories, and of course, learning about exciting events that will spark controversy in the town and awaiting the feedback from the news stories released about them.
I also know I made the right decision for me in my career choice because I had to cover court news one day. A simple five minute sentencing for two men. The cold, heartless manner it was treated with disgusted me. Sure, they're criminals and deserve to be punished, but they're humans with family who will miss them and were heartbroken at the sentence. I never want to cover court again.
Besides my work life, my life has had little excitement. Van Wert never changes. Each day can easily become a routine with no one and nothing new if I don't work for a new addition in it. I recently became a member at the local YMCA, and by recent, I mean I started going there two days ago. Let me tell you, I am so much happier for it. I get to see new faces every day and talk to new people. It's great!
Of course, I have hung out with and talked to many old friends and classmates. It saddens me how much I have grown apart with some people, people who I would consider my better friends.
I have a handful of people who while away at school I talk to daily. Texting allows us to talk to each other just as if we were passing by each other in the hallways at school and stopping to tell the other about a funny story in our last class or gossiping at lunch. But, for the other friends who I don't text every day, we just don't have anything to talk about besides the typical small talk.
Maybe I expected to be able to hang out with old friends and pick up right where we left off, but it's impossible. I have run into the same problem that I run into at school, I always bring up a story about another friend which they don't get because they don't know about who I am talking.
College students really have it hard if they don't live where they go to school. It feels every time I feel like I finally have gotten caught up with someone and know most of the names of the people they're talking about I have to leave. And then, I feel it's harder for me because I missed an entire summer last year of being able to catch up and now I don't even know what my friends did last summer.
I know I'm nosy, but I don't think this is me being nosy, I think I just want to genuinely know what my friends are going through.
This is part of life and I know it, but I am ready for college to be over. I am ready to move to wherever I decide to write (or rather wherever I get a job) and stay. So, I guess I better live in a big city that way I don't get bored with the same old faces and places like I have in Van Wert.
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