Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Elise's Thoughts on Senior Year (ish)

Today marks the first day of my senior year of college. Instead of participating in the hustle of the first days of school, the only days in which our campus (Jasmine and I attend the same school) resembles exactly that, a campus, I am sitting in the Starbucks on 81st and Broadway on New York's Upper West Side typing this up. By the time this hits your eyes I'll be a few hours into my fashion PR internship. It's quite the untraditional first day of school. I've never missed one before, but I must say, I'm so happy that I am.

Nothing will ever make me feel the way this city does. It's new everyday, it's exciting every moment. And even though I'm not new out here anymore-- my favorite baristas already know to start my drink when they see me walking by-- I still try to experience the city as if I were. That's why there's no place I'd rather be on the first day of my last year of school than the city.

I'd love to say that being near the end of school is bittersweet, but really, it's more sweet than bitter, which is odd, because I love school. But I've finally found a place where I fit, and surprisingly enough it's in an industry most people are told is cut throat and difficult to handle. And it really is. I'm just super competitive and motivated and the fast pace and crazy people thrill me. 

I return to school in Michigan after labor day, and I'm nervous, but glad that it's my last year. Everyone is posting sentiments about how sad it is that it's senior year, but I'm ready for change. I'm finally ready to get into that professional world, as scary as it seems. A lot of that credit has to go to my boss, who was so amazing and especially patient with me this summer and has really started to make me consider PR over editorial after graduation. Which I hope arrives quickly. 

Senior year is just a little roadblock on my way to working-world bliss. I know that seems so weird, but I love working. I'm at the Stephanie Skinner workaholic level (for those familiar with the hilarious but short lived Kell on Earth) minus the breakdowns, thankfully, and I love being that way. 

Now that I've rambled on for what seems like forever (but mostly I just need another coffee, mine's empty!), I wish everyone at my school a wonderful first day. I'll be celebrating this momentous occasion with a blowout and mimosa (they're not just for breakfast!) later tonight. 


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