Minor Freak Out

So, I have been trying to get in touch with my internship supervisor for a couple days now, but none of the emails are being sent. I called the only number I have for him and left a message this afternoon. It has now been several hours and alas, no call back. Which has pretty much started the numerous worst case scenarios in my head. Number one being that my supervisor was fired and or laid off and forget to mention it to his anxious little intern. No big deal, right? Oh, gosh if that happens, well let's just say I apologize now to my many friends that will be receiving angry text messages and hysterical phone calls. Let's just hope the hospital's email server is down. I have until Monday sometime to figure out, when and if I'll still be doing my internship this summer. If for some unknown reason, the worst happens...this blog will definitely be a boring one. Yikes!

Today I spent most of my day doing absolutely nothing. I was, however, rudely woken up at about 5:30 this morning by Shelby, the cat, for her morning breakfast. I am living in an apartment that is run by a cat...what has my life come to? After my much needed morning coffee, I participated in a very grown up and independent act of grocery shopping. I suppose my last three years of having Janice around to cook our meals at the Kaydee house really made me naive to the price of food. I mean seriously, bread and milk are expensive! No wonder the cabinets and fridge at home are always empty. I should probably apologize to my mom for complaining each time I'm home that there is nothing to eat. Being independent is expensive, especially when you have a 400 hour UNPAID internship.

I'm no expert, but unpaid internships just don't seem fair. Not only is it unpaid, but I'm paying OSU to work for free. Oh, and it is going to cost me $4 a day for parking. So, for my ten week internship, it is going to cost me around $250 just to park. Now let's add in gas for my car, money for lunch, grocery shopping, my tuition to OSU and the grand total comes to about a hundred billion dollars. Ok, so I'm being dramatic, but to a poor, jobless college student that is what it feels like. I mean whatever happened to child labor laws? Yeah, yeah, I'm twenty-one and those don't apply to me. But you see the point I'm trying to make, right?

Even with all of the craziness and stress of the upcoming, unpaid internship, Dallas has still been such an amazing experience. I found a letter that I wrote to my brother the summer before I started college, and in it I was so worried about "failing at life" (no I am not making that up...I told you I am a worst case scenario type girl). I suppose you could say that Dallas and my newly acquired independence has given me confidence in myself and my abilities to survive. So, wherever God decides to take my journey, I'm ready. Let's just hope my journey still has an internship in store for me this summer.

Miss you all!