I’ve stopped measuring my time in college in days. Instead, it is really measured by how many more issues of the newspaper are left. Four. The majority of my hardest work will be done by the end of April, when Issue 27 hits the newsstands. By then, staff applications will be in the hands of the Publications Committee, SGA elections will be a memory, my independent study project will be finished and any last-minute jockeying for GPA marks will be a done-deal. The only thing beyond that is two finals in subjects that should have received my full attention this semester.

Unless something drastic changes, I will be working this summer in Martin. I have not received my official notice from said employer, but I have been assured that it is all taken care of. Another summer in Martin means I will have to find something to occupy my mind. I’m hoping it means taking up a hobby rather than getting mileage out of my recently purchased Pub card.

My social landscape is narrowing before the end of this year, and I am content with that. Samantha and I both need a vacation; I’m suggesting somewhere with roller coasters.

My thoughts are frequently going back to the summer of 2004, and not because of anything in particular that happened while down in Georgia. It was an office job. For some, that describes the kind of soul-draining, monotonous routine that is best avoided for your own mental health. As for me, I yearn for the feeling of going to work every day and having a new and different challenge. I get that with my job at the newspaper, but my time in Martin is drawing to a close.

I’ve been on several job listings for a while now. I felt very accomplished to throw together five or so versions of my resume for prospective employers to see. (I can also, as of Sunday, add another line to it.) I was even flooded with “offers,” although most were merely ads for other job searches creatively written to look like a rejection letter. I did not give them a second thought.

At some point, however, I should begin the “real” job search in earnest.



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