Last Thursday I had my interview at Woman Made Gallery and I got the intern position! I'll start in September and I'll work one day a week from 12-7. I'll be doing everything from packaging up art to making copies of forms. I'm really excited about it. I found out during my interview that one of my good friends at Tulip interned there. She's the one that originally told me about Arc Gallery, but I had no idea she interned at Woman Made too.

I've been sick the past couple of days. Swollen tonsils, sinuses are clogged, that clammy feeling you get when you have a fever. It's been a great couple of days. I had a paper due today that I was just too sick to finish it last night. I'll work on it when I get home. I have all of next week to work on my Lysol paper and to write notes for Art History. I just want this semester to be over with.

Tomorrow night Stephen and I are going to see Yann Tiersen. It's going to be my night away from everything. And to think, next semester is going to be worse because I'll have 6 classes instead of 4.


I guess I should go to class. I've been sitting in the lobby at school playing on the internet for an hour.

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This one really made me laugh.

I found this old entry I started writing on the train ride back to Chicago from last August or October. I thought I would post it because I still feel the same way about winter, even after this years horrible weather.

I’m typing this on the train home while listening my favorite Christmas song EVER! I love Christmas, way more than your average Jew. I’m also sipping on a mini bottle of wine. I’m somewhere where the only thing you can really do is sit and reflect because there’s nothing else to do. I enjoy these train rides more than you will ever know. I look out the window play songs that have meaning and try to imagine the first time I heard that song. I try to remember what I was feeling at that very moment and who was with me. I’ll admit I do get misty eyed. I love my past and everything I have done. I can honestly say I don’t have any regrets because if I never did something, I wouldn’t be who I am today.


I’m always emotional on the train. It’s probably because all I do is think. I want Christmas to happen. I want the first snowfall to happen. I want to cuddle up with a blanket and a hot cup of tea and just watch the city get coated with the sparkly white fluffy powder. I want foggy windows and to be inside with friends laughing and loving life. I can’t wait. The first half of winter has to be my favorite season ever. It’s the one thing I look forward to every year. January and February can suck it. It’s December that I can’t live without.

I always start entries on the train but never end up posting them. I figured it was about time. Even though it's still the start of spring and warm summer nights are ahead, I'm still looking forward to that first snow fall of next winter.

I'm not having any luck finding a summer internship. I'm still waiting on 2 more places, but if I don't hear from them by next week I'll probably have to do it in the fall. I guess it wouldn't be that bad. I would be taking 6 classes, but only 2 of them would be academic. My schedule would look something like this:


Tuesday: 2-4:30 - Women and Art

Wednesday: (hopefully) 1-4 - Visual Art in Chicago

Thursday: 2-4:30 - Photography

Friday - Monday: work

I also have a modern dance class thrown in there and Coping with Stress as an online course.

I haven't found out when my dance class is, but it's only 1 hour a week so I'm hoping to get into a class that is on a day that I'm already downtown. Also, whatever day Tuesday-Thursday that I have a night free is the night I will dedicate to my online class. There is time for an internship in there, it's just that I would have to be on an extremely tight schedule.

I'm stressing out. I just want the rest of the year to go perfect. So far everything is coming together perfectly except for this internship. I just wish everything was already set up and I didn't have to worry about this.

I'm slowly starting to freak out about having to move this year. I just don't know how I'm going to afford it. I can afford a new apartment, but I cannot afford the moving fees and a security deposit. I know my parents will help me out but I hate asking them for money.

Everything will work out in the end.