This semester may in fact result in my death. Interning at College Magazine, having a radio show on campus, working at the writing center, fulfilling my responsibilities as a member of a sorority, along with tackling endless amounts of school work makes me feel like I’m running a marathon, and end of the semester marks the finish line. I don’t know why I decided to participate in a variety of other activities, perhaps to replace precious snoozing time with “responsibility” and to make any free time to hang out with friends impossible. As each day passes, I try to remember if I took a shower or ate any form of nourishment in the past few days. I ask myself, “Is this what it feels like to live in the ‘real world’?” If it is, I’m not into it.
Will any of these extra activities make a difference in my future? When employers skim over my resume and see “Radio DJ”, will they even care? I certainly freaking hope so. Maybe if I document all the nights I could have gone to a party but instead was a responsible adult and actually did work, employers would reward me with….I don’t know…a job?