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Still trying to figure out all that I can about this summer, I was able to find out what living situation the intern program may provide us! From another UCF-MAIP Alumn, she told me she had been placed at the International House by the Upper Westside. For me, that’s almost a 40 minute commute to my internship. Hello getting ready two hours before I have to be up. Weak sauce!
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For other MAIPer’s who want to see how far of a commute their commute may be, I used the MTA New York City Transit’s website. Also, I checked out how much subway passes were going to cost. The one I’ll probably get is $90 and has unlimited use for 30 days. I also found that on the website, too!
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Hope this helps! (=
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xosbp
hello 40 minute commute!!
April 23rd, 2010new chapter
April 22nd, 2010

It’s finals week and I can’t think of a better way to procrastinate studying!
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After four months of stress-eating, anticipation and seriously high levels of anxiety, I got a phone call Monday afternoon that I was selected to be an account management intern at McGarryBowen in New York City. People were starting to get phone calls the previous Wednesday and by Monday morning, I was starting to come to terms that I was not going to be selected. Frantically, I was a twitter creeper looking for students who tweeted about their placements and those who were waiting for their phone call, like me. My mind was already putting together my road trip to Los Angeles again— calling girlfriends to see who wanted to do a road trip and what stops we’d make and planning a trip to Bali with my boyfriend to see his friend who’s a surf guide in Indo. Half way through an e-mail to my what-was potential boss in LA, my phone rang and I saw the 212 area code. I stopped typing. The twisting knots in my stomach came back after I told them to go away Friday night. I laughed. “Hello?” “Hi, yes, is this Sarah?” ‘Oh shit. This is really the call!’ was all I was thinking. At first I told them I had to think about it, since, emotionally, I was ready to go LA. Then, I thought about it for less than five minutes and realized I was stupid for not saying ‘yes’ the first time! It’s settled. I’ll be living in New York City this summer. I cannot freaking wait.
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New York will be more than just a summer internship. I plan on growing more than ever this summer and am so excited about it. Last year was a very, very hard learning year. My last summer in Los Angeles proved to be an amazing experience, but there were things about myself that I had yet to realize and things happened for the worst. Feeling like I’ve got a better handle on my life, who I am and who I’m trying to become, which makes me feel like there will be a lot to look forward to this summer. I have hopes that I will keep up with my blog this time and share pictures with you and remind myself what it is I’m searching for and working towards.
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After getting word of my summer whereabouts, I know I’ll be a Super Senior at UCF and am pretty excited about it. My last semester will consist of two classes and will be able to attend more football games (or at least the tailgate), this fall. I won’t have to work so much, or at least solely on the weekends— which is A-MAZE-ING since I’ve worked every weekend since January with the exception of three weekends that I went to California to visit my main squeeze.
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Speaking of my Cali-Man, it’s kind of bittersweet that I got the internship. Since the only way I would’ve gone to LA was if I wasn’t selected and there was no way I would have rejected it (even though I had to call back to accept it, I was just seriously distraught when they called). Taking the internship means another eight months of long distance versus four. He was still planning on going to Bali, but after a lot of consideration, he told me he wanted to ditch the trip since he wouldn’t be able to afford Bali and visiting me in NYC. Which also meant, not seeing each for three months. That’s the longest we’ve ever gone without seeing each other when we travel once, twice if we’re lucky, a month. Really upset that he would bail on Bali, I told him how guilty I would feel if he didn’t go on the trip because of our relationship. I mean, I made the decision to take the internship solely for me and didn’t consider our relationship at all. A ‘good’ selfish act, if you will. It definitely shows me how serious he is about the relationship, which is good, but after his last trip and a few discussions about long term goals in general, some things aren’t matching up and starting to cause me some doubt. They are things and issues that I can freak out about now, since I’m nowhere near that stage of my life to be worried about them, but being a girl- and girls are crazy- they’re things I’m starting to think about regardless. And things I will probably get over… at some point.
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So after May 3rd, my last final exam, I will be catching up with friends before I leave for the summer, working a bunch and saving my monies to hopefully not blow it all too quickly in the city, and enjoying the time off when I have it! All while preparing for the new chapter I’ll be embarking on. Woo.Hoo.
welcome to failure
March 23rd, 2010the waiting game
March 18th, 2010twenty two days until I have an idea about where I’ll be and what I’ll be doing within the next year and a half.
last summer taught me to be incredibly good at living day by day and not being so crazyscatteredbrainedalwaysknowingwhattodonext. however, lately it’s not been as great. I’m incredibly anxious, my heart feels heavy, and sometimes it’s difficult to focus on anything. apparently that something that happens when you fall in love with someone you (1) totally weren’t planning on falling in love with, (2) lives 3,000 miles away and on the complete opposite side of the country, and (3) don’t know whether to look forward to another amazing summer together or another seven total months of racking up frequent flier miles and those god awful airport goodbyes.
if selected as a finalist for the 4A’s intern program, it’d be a seriously kick ass opportunity.
pros
+ hoping it’ll be in NYC or Chicago, and everything that encompasses a new experienced-filled summer — meeting new people, making new friends, seeing new places, and learning that much more about myself!
+ hoping it’ll be for account planning so there will be some sick work to do and at a good agency
+ it’s really a great resume builder too!
cons
- ten weeks of super hard work and long hours, which i don’t mind, but he’ll have to do all the flying to come see me
- graduation ETA would be May ‘11… so another four-five months of 3am phone calls (on my end), extreme texting, and wondering whether or not we’re going to get stuck in front of annoying kids on a plane or the always awkward fat person that squishes you in.
- the chance that there won’t be tons of time to soak up the sun, resulting in a not-so-tan Sarah.
OR if not, then another california summer will be had!
pros
+ all the love-sappy thing you can think of will happen for three and a half months. tons of mornings to wake up next to each other, the obscene amounts of lazy beach days, hiking and exploring california nature w/ the dogs, being able to bring him lunch when he’s at work, getting a call from him 45 minutes before he’s going to be home. and my personal favorite: getting kisses any and every time I want.
+ the opportunity to take lead for a solar power contractors company advertising and marketing, and probably making some very decent $$$
+ i could get my pilot’s license (=
+ i’ll be done with school by december of this year by taking online classes over the summer and then by the beginning of next year i could be a california resident!
cons
- can’t really think of any cons… really just waiting to see if the 4A’s makes this decision for me.
all there’s to do now, is just wait.
you’re so bad at taking pictures…
March 16th, 2010
a windy day in la jolla
it’s cute to see you try.
three days and counting
March 3rd, 2010


i miss you so much and cannot wait to see you.
sbp
40 days minus 10 plus I’m not sure how much yet
March 2nd, 2010
I’m a horrible Catholic. Maybe not horrible, but after having it shoved down my throat for nine years, I’m kinda ‘meh’ about it. Never got confirmed, haven’t been to confession in like three years, hardly ever go to church, and the list goes on. Of course, in my mother’s eyes, WHO was a nun in Colombia for almost a year (obviously that didn’t work out too well, bahah), I’m probably going to hell. I do make the effort to ask her every Sunday- on my way to work and on her way to church-to let the Big Man know I said “What up!”.
For some reason this year, though, I was well aware when lent began and not just because of Phat Tuesday! I thought about things that I could give up and ten days after it started, I finally came to a conclusion. Some people give up desserts, others cursing or for the boozers of the world, alcohol. My drug? Bread, carbs and pastries. Ahhh, so yummy!
But after I talked to my brother and kind of remember stuff from health class, that our body does need “complex carbs”- which I’ll be eating especially since I’ve made the conscious effort to get back to the gym and by more physically active since I’ve stopped playing lacrosse.

An apple a day...
So, here’s the first apple I started my late lent with. It only took me three different stops and stores on the UCF campus to find and of course it’s in the same store and Mrs. Fields Cookies and a Greek Wrap place.

Guava. In a pastry. Heaven.
I really do enjoy the feeling of making myself aware of what I’m eating, though, and trying to eat healthier. Looking forward to how well this goes!
sbp
happy birfday, docta seuss!
March 2nd, 2010
Be you, dude. Be you!
As if I haven’t heard a ton of Dr. Seuss’ quotes from my 28-year-old brother, I caught a tweet that said it was his birthday and had this picture saved to my computer. I figured it wouldn’t hurt to pay homage to one of the authors I really enjoyed reading as a kid and now have the privilege to watch my niece and nephew have just as much fun. (= It also doesn’t hurt to remind yourself about just being genuine with all the ads, influencers and entertainers telling people otherwise.
So, Happy Birthday Mr. Theodor Seuss Geisel! I wish I had a clever rhyme, but I’m all out.
(= sbp
MAIP’in
February 24th, 2010
chhhhhhyahhhhh, dude!
Finally after five weeks and four days (but who’s counting, right?), I got my interview confirmation for 4A’s Multicultural Advertising Intern Program. I just can’t wait until March 12th because then I’ll finally know where I’ll be this summer and when my graduation date will be! Either way I’ll be happy (=
You Make My Dreams Come True (Woo-HOO-hoo-HOO!)
February 11th, 2010
‘500 Days of Summer’ has been the soundtrack of my life for the past couple weeks. I walk around campus, iPhone in hand, and skip to class while listening to this song. It makes me happy. (=




