12th February 2014

Went to an utterly useless internship fair today, if you can call it a fair. It was essentially one company and no real internships, just the vague promise of the possibility of maybe being chosen from the 60 other students applying to be considered. I hope the photography internship I'm biting at works out because nothing else sounds remotely promising. Who wants to intern at a fucking sign shop? Ooh, not me! Maybe i can schmooze my way into a freelance gig and milk that til it's dry. Where the hell did I end up? This is more dire than California. Or at least it seems that way. So many interns, not enough internships. I guess that's how it works though. It just doesn't seems as exciting because there isn't even a glamorous internship to shoot for and compete over, it's just bleak. I hope something happens for me here, otherwise, what's the point? If I can just get my foot in the door somewhere here maybe my career might survive while I enjoy the total lack of rude, angry, privileged Californians. Fuck, I can't imagine what I must have been like there. So nice to be away from that me now though...