Summer is in full swing in Chicago, and I am approaching the very important age where I'm supposed to be really living: 30. As to not dwell on that fact too much, I've been thinking more about completing my goals and what I want out of life. I want to travel to exotic places I've never been to, I want to have a Grils' Weekend, and I also want to get married and have children. The last thing I want to do is be in my late 40s trying to squeeze out a kid and starting a career.
I'm not going to dwell on that, either. I'm having more fun learning about the exciting world of journalism and all of its idiosyncrasies. I have to read up on ethics and what not to do. Learning how to incorporate Facebook, Twitter, and other social media mediums will take a lot of work; I feel it in my soul. I really want to become a journalist for a major ethnic magazine, focusing on alternative lifestyles of women. In order for me to get a foot in the door to my dream career, I'm going to find out where every publication is, look on their websites, and find out information on paid internships that can potentially turn into salaried employment. I even put together a hard-copy portfolio of my news clippings from the school's newspaper I am a staff writer on. I didn't start on the digital portfolio, yet.
Next month, I begin the ending of my career at the community college I attend. I have a full course load for Fall, a job in the daycare center, working with the honor society, and work to do on the newspaper at school. I am also making a huge change in life while doing all of that, as well. Spring, I have two classes left and a very big decision: which four-year institution I shall attend to really pursue my major with gusto. I have a family reunion to attend next summer (if things go according to plan), and a lot of places to see and things to do.
I've spent way too much time online doing almost nothing. Logging off for now. Good-bye!
Love,
Sharon
