Real Life Kinda Sucks
So I started my internship today and the old adage 'sink or swim' definitely applies. I thought I would be okay having had no preparation but the first half hour I was seriously thinking about walking out. When anyone asked me "Have you done..." or "Do you have any experience with..." and all I could say was no, I felt like I shouldn't even be there. They told me that in time, I will be totally in charge of the Obituary Section, and editing the Business section and pagination... which after spending 6 hours there today, I still don't know what it means. I think it's basically just layout and deciding how to structure the page so that everything fits. The computer programs are gonna be the hard thing to learn. There's a lot that I'm only gonna be able to really figure out once I actually get on a computer.
I am absolutely terrified of screwing up. I don't want to mess up and have to live it down... this isn't like camp where I can mess something up and rather than be a serious problem, it becomes more of a joke. Oh Prifti screwed up again, Silly Dana. No. Here, if I screw up, its in print, it's serious. It's definitely not a joke.
I miss camp. I hate that it's going on without me. The highlight of my day was a voicemail that Liz left me around 4. She talked a little bit and then James and John got on the phone and talked to me. I could hear Jake in the background telling them to keep talking. They didn't get that I wasn't actually gonna talk back to them. It was pretty much the best voicemail I've ever gotten in my life. I can't wait to come home. This semester is gonna suck if everyday life is just a filler until I can go home again and see my friends.
I am absolutely terrified of screwing up. I don't want to mess up and have to live it down... this isn't like camp where I can mess something up and rather than be a serious problem, it becomes more of a joke. Oh Prifti screwed up again, Silly Dana. No. Here, if I screw up, its in print, it's serious. It's definitely not a joke.
I miss camp. I hate that it's going on without me. The highlight of my day was a voicemail that Liz left me around 4. She talked a little bit and then James and John got on the phone and talked to me. I could hear Jake in the background telling them to keep talking. They didn't get that I wasn't actually gonna talk back to them. It was pretty much the best voicemail I've ever gotten in my life. I can't wait to come home. This semester is gonna suck if everyday life is just a filler until I can go home again and see my friends.