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Restin' Peace

0 comments Posted by Intern Chick at 12:04 AM

Stepping away from the usual Intern Chick chatter....

These words are coming from a raw place, a fresh wound that is still dealing with the shock of it all. This is what I'm dealing with right now, and I apologize in advance for the morbid nature of this post...but this week, I learned you could be here on Earth one day, and gone the next.

Just. Like. That.

What do you do with that? I've been asking myself that question for 4 days now, and I wish I had the answer to that one.

I learned to really value life, your own and those around you. To take great joy in the little moments: the watching mindless television moments, the ritual goodnight moments, the kind of moments filled with hugs, jokes, silence, and love. Life is so precious. You never know when someone is going to get taken from you and in a blur of tears, fears, and disbelief, you're standing over their casket, not exactly sure what you should be praying for, but fiercely praying all the same.

There are no condolences when you lose someone who should have had a good 30 or so years left, someone who wasn't sick, wasn't in any pain. You can't tell yourself at least they had a long, full life...because it just wasn't that long. You can't console yourself by saying "at least they're not in pain anymore" because they weren't in pain, they didn't die in sickness. All I can give myself is a slideshow of summer weekends, birthdays and Christmases with laughter and storytelling providing the soundtrack.

And fittingly, Lyfe said it best, "Sometimes, memories just ain't enough..."

Regarding Comments

0 comments Posted by Intern Chick at 11:31 PM

Apparently, people can't leave comments on my page (thanks for letting me know, Sass!).

But now that I KNOW that, I strapped on my tool belt and thinking cap (you know the kind with the search light attached to it?) and I've fixed the problem. Now if only I could send out an invoice and get paid for this work, haha.

With that being said, comment away you lovely people. Just click the little gray link that says "0 comments" under the title of each post and tell me everything you want me to know!!

ALSO! If you have any questions, or need some advice, ask away, the whole reason I started this blog was to help others just starting out.

Love,

Intern Chick

P.S.

Very exciting job possibilities in the works, its soon but its just as exciting! Stay tuned with me lovers :)

Senior Year

0 comments Posted by Intern Chick at 12:18 AM

So I moved outta New York, celebrated a few holidays and a birthday, and before I knew it, I was unloading my things into my on-campus apartment. Oh, how I love/hate school. Learning about all kinds of things I will never actually use? Reading textbooks for no reason? Taking notes I'll never study with? Love it. Group projects? Three hour long classes? Students who think they know better than you and the professor? Random, pointless, guest speakers? Hate it. But like I've said again and again, there are always going to be things you don't want to do.

I'm graduating in May. It's going to come quicker than I know it, and though I'm not yet scared, I sure as hell am not counting down the days either. This is the start of my last semester. In August I started this blog at the start of my last internship. I feel like all these chapters in my life are ending and nothing new is starting. Its been a really long time since I've been at the point where one book is closing and another is just being written. Its a really scary place to be.

I used to play this game when I was little called Thin Ice. In the game, you put wet marbles on a tissue using tongs; eventually the tissue gets too damp and if the marbles fall through while the tongs are in your hand, you lose. That's kind of how I feel right about now--that at any minute, the bottom is going to drop out and I'm going to lose. Lose at what? I don't know. Could be anything, maybe even something I want to lose at.

Don't get me wrong, I'm in love with the excitement of the whole thing. I kind of feel like when you spend all day at the boardwalk in the arcades and finally get to cash in all your tokens and tickets for the biggest prize there is. All these years of hard work are redeemable for one, big prize. I'm just a little worried I'm going to take the prize home and realize its not all it was cracked up to be.

These are just my thoughts as a college girl 4 months away from walking out of here with my diploma in one hand and my resume in the other. I think I'll always be an intern at heart.

Down For Me

0 comments Posted by Intern Chick at 9:45 PM

So I stole this from The Life of Sass. I figured it'd be fun to do since I've never done something like this before and it involved music so you know I'm down for it. The rules are to put your iPod on shuffle and then put whatever song comes up as the answer for each question and you can't skip around til you find one that makes sense.

Here we go!

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
That's All I Ask Of You - Tony! Toni! Tone! (not exactly...)

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Bad Girl - Jon B. (Sorry, Mom!)

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
I'm So Into You - Aaliyah (When I decide I like a guy, I really like 'em)

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Everyday Struggles - Notorious B.I.G.

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Get You Right - Pretty Rick (I aim to please)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
What More Can I Say - Jay-Z (The first lines of this song are, "Are you not entertained?" and ends with "We'll see what happens when I no longer exist")

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Invisible Man - 98 Degrees (not true)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Time Machine - T-Pain (I am a big fan of reminiscing, I must say)

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Feelin' It - Sammie (what?)

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
On Bended Knee - Boyz II Men (I HATE begging)

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
I'm Grindin - (this song is by an artist I c0-manage...and it's probably true)

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Only Human - Bobby Valentino (Can't I be super woman or something instead?)

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Unbelievable - Notorious B.I.G. feat. R. Kelly

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Baby Don't Go - Fabolous feat. T-Pain

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Comfortable - Lil Wayne feat. Babyface (I suppose I'm fairly comfortable)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
True Love - Faith Evans

WHAT IS 2+2?
Listen - Talib Kweli (I've always had a hard time with math)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Director - Avant (she does know what she wants ha)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Sweet - Jay-Z (very true, sweetest guy you'll ever meet)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
I Got A Story to Tell - Notorious B.I.G. (hilariously untrue)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
I Tried - Bone Thugs n Harmony feat. Akon (it better be more like "i came i saw i conquered" not i tried!)

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Can't You See - Styles P feat. Lemar

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
I Said I Really Love You - Boyz II Men (also very true, I have a slight fear of commitment)

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Jezzebel - Boyz II Men (oh boy...)

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Thugz Mansion (Acoustic) - Tupac feat. Nas (one of my favorite songs, a classic)

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Down For Me - Loon

Falling for Fall

0 comments Posted by Intern Chick at 11:04 PM

Usually I rant to anyone that will listen about all the perks of living in a big city. I love it, most of the time but lately I really miss the small joys of New England suburbs. What exactly is there to miss when you get to live in the best city of all? Well, I'll tell you!

When I was growing up, every October my family and I would go to a pumpkin patch and pick out pumpkins to carve. Everyone got their own pumpkin, and I would always try to find the most perfect pumpkin there, and my dad taught me the stem was just as important as the pumpkin, because it needed to be sturdy for when you pulled off the top. It would always be a beautiful New England autumn day and the smell of changing leaves always reminds me of that. In New York, I think they think you get pumpkins at the grocery store. I walked past one of those trees they put in the sidewalk tonight, and it had pumpkins all around it, was that a city pumpkin patch?? There were no perfect ones in there. That's for sure.

Back to the suburbs....I remember going on a hay ride afterwards one time which was even better. We'd take our pumpkins home, line the kitchen table with newspaper and put a huge stainless steal bowl in the middle of the table. We'd take out all the pumpkin guts and put the seeds in the bowl. One of the few times a year my mom cooked, she would salt the seeds and bake them, and then I would bring them for snack to school (I was the weird kid). While we carved our pumpkins the smell of the baking seeds would envelope our kitchen and be done by the time we'd lit candles inside the pumpkins and turned off all the lights in the house. This was followed by the customary, "Ooohhhh," and "Aaahhhh."

And then the best part of trick-or-treating was being slightly frightened by going out into the dark, crisp night, down those long, suburban driveways in hunt of the best candy we could find. I bet trick-or-treating in the city involves going out really early on lamp post lit blocks.

Every fall, once a year, we'd buy one container of apple cider. It was just the perfect treat to have while snuggling under a blanket and watching Sunday football. And at my day care, we would go on a field trip to a nearby apple orchard to pick apples and everyone got to eat one apple, which to a little kid, is really special, being able to pick your OWN apple and then eat it.

There's this great tree in my front yard and every year, the leaves turn into the brightest red before they fall onto my driveway and mix in with the other yellow orange and brown leaves. Thats what I miss most. That crisp smell of dried leaves, the gorgeous colors mixing together, and the sound of them crunching under my sneakers.

So laugh when I say I want to do something Halloween-y, or Autumn-y, or New England-y but nothing beats autumn in New England. Nothing.

Laundry Woes

0 comments Posted by Intern Chick at 10:10 PM

I was lucky enough to grow up with a washer and dryer in my house (except for the time the drier caught on fire and burnt my favorite Minnie Mouse outfit, that wasn't so lucky). I've adjusted fairly well to having to do laundry in public facilities, and for a germophobe like me, that's no small feat. But doing laundry here always poses some type of problem. Usually the worst part is getting the laundry TO the laundry room. Because of the way the hotel is designed, there is no way to take the elevator to the basement, so you have to take it to the lobby, then get out and take the escalator down. That would be fine except I can never see over my laundry basket to make sure I am actually stepping on the escalator, so I just hope for the best.

My mom was nice enough to bring me, as a present, $20 in quarters this past weekend. I was super excited because I really need to do laundry, and I hate using my travel stipend to do it. So Monday night after work I got collected all my dirty clothes but I realized they wouldn't all fit in my laundry basket so I got out a big suitcase and loaded it up. It wasn't enough, so then I filled up a huge backpack and was on my way. I kind of felt like an idiot with all these bags, and then carry detergent on my hip.

There are only two washing machines here for "large loads" and then a ton for regular (small) loads (read: all washing machines here are a rip off). I did one large and one small and took my suitcase back upstairs. I went back down in about half an hour to put my clothes in the dryer but there were none open. There are only THREE dryers here. THREE. And one person had put 80 minutes worth of quarters in one!! 80 minutes!! Three dryers!! Ludicrousy! There was one dryer that only had 8 minutes left, so I waited. But then I noticed someone else was waiting for that dryer. So I waited for the dryer that had 20 minutes left. Waited and waited. I started breaking a sweat it was so hot in there, and kind of creepy.

20 minutes later.

The girl whose clothes it was comes down and, even though I'm standing in front of the dryers with a box of fabric softener in my hand, she slowly takes each article of clothing out, one by one, folds it, then grabs the next. I was going INSANE in there. I'm sweating, I have work to do upstairs, and its past 10:00 and my clothes aren't even in a dryer yet, are you kidding?!!? Finally, she got the point and took all her clothes out so I could put mine in. I always take certain clothes to air dry instead of put in the dryer and last time I did laundry I left them in the laundry for for an hour and ran down there, frantically, hoping my clothes were still there. So this week I remembered to take them upstairs.

Then I forgot about my laundry. I got so into what I was doing that it was almost 11:30 by the time I remembered. So once again, I was frantically running downstairs, hoping my clothes were still there. This is my worst laundry nightmare, that someone will take my clothes out of the dryer and put them wherever they may fall. And it came true. There were my clothes, all over the folding table. This is so, so mean of me, but I really wanted to open the dryer that someone had replaced my clothes with so that their time would run out and their clothes would still be wet. The only reason I didn't was because someone else was in the laundry room, and because its really mean, and I would've really liked doing it.

And so, almost 24 hours later, my clothes have yet to be folded. I hate laundry.

But We Were On a Break!

0 comments Posted by Intern Chick at 10:13 PM

The gym and I are on a break.

We dated heavily during August and September, inseparable really. I would always be making time for an hour to two to sneak off and visit my lover. We really built our relationship in August, our first date was on a quiet summer night when no one was around. We kept seeing each other after that. Around September when the other residents started filing in, the gym started getting the wandering eye. Sometimes I would visit and there wouldn't even be any room for me amid all the others, but the gym always stayed faithful to me, leaving a treadmill or a bike open with my name on it.

I've dated others like the gym before, but nothing ever lasted. Its just a part of the game sometimes. But this gym and I, we fell madly in love. We tried new and exciting workouts together that I'd never done before, and the gym helped me get through it and kept wanting to come back for more everyday. The gym was a little upset when I started working such long hours, but I always made time for it, even if I showed up a little late. Visiting my lover was the highlight of my day, and it always gave me that extra boost to continue on into the night and get through my "paying" job. The gym saved me from going crazy from all the stress, comforted me with a new workout when I was feeling restless, and most importantly, was always waiting for a visit from me.

But lately, the gym and I just haven't been on the same page. Its not that the gym and I are no longer in love, we are, you can put that on everything. But work lately has been so demanding, I just don't have time for the things I used to. That doesn't mean we won't be seeing each other anymore, it just means we're taking a little break. We haven't seen or spoken to each other in over a week, and my gym clothes are folded nicely in my drawer instead of in a pile in my laundry basket like they normally are, but the gym still has my heart.

The gym doesn't have to know that I ate the most delectable red velvet cupcake today, or that I had a bag of M&M's for dinner, right? Right. After all, we're on a break.

The B.(igboss) Coming

0 comments Posted by Intern Chick at 11:07 PM

Today the Big Boss came in to work. Pretty exciting right? I ran a CD over to another label during the late afternoon, worked on some lists of songs our producers/songwriters have done, sent out a hundred million faxes, and waited for the Big Boss.

Finally, she came.

She was so sweet! She wasn't there 1 minute before she had a list of things for me to do, fax this, type up this, send this, and "when you're done with that, can you please call around and see if I can get a back to my phone? My dog chewed it." Let.me.just.say.EWE. I couldn't help but think about the fresh drool that was still on this thing, no store even had a back in stock anyway. Then Evan the A&R came in. Thats always exciting. The Big Boss was in a meeting and he came over and talked to Vin and me for a little while. Then he went about his work and one of our producers came in to sign some contracts. This is one of the few producers I'd heard about and admired before I started working here, so it was pretty cool to meet him. Apparently him and Evan have beef, I didn't know this until much later in the night but it was clear from the awkward silence.

Around 6:30 I had to bring another something to another label and when I came back, it was mass chaos between the producer, Evan, and the Big Boss. I didn't leave until after 9 and didn't get home until almost 10.

And oh, of course it couldn't be that easy so here's a story for you (the kind where you can have a laugh and be happy things like this don't happen to you). I stopped at Duane Reade for some soup because I was starving and freezing...what better thing could you eat? So, I go straight to the floor with the kitchen on it instead of going up to my room first. I heat up my soup but its so hot that I can't carry it. I burnt my hands at least 3 times before I decided to take my jacket off and put it around the soup to carry it. Then it spilled on my arms. Then I held it close to my stomach and it burnt that too! I finally got to my room and I leaned it up against the wall while I carefully reached for my key in my pocket. In doing so, the steam from the soup was coming up and into my face. Needless to say, I'm sweating by now. I get in my room and it is like a sauna in here, I didn't think I had left the heat on but even if I did, I know it couldn't have been up that high. I look at my thermostat and someone came in here and turned my heat up to 82 degrees!! Why would you EVER want a room to be that hot, particularly one that isn't yours??

Then I notice someone had come in here and set up bug/mouse traps. You know the kind...the sticky pad that they get caught in and then you have to dispose of it, usually while the bug/mouse is still alive. Disgusting. I am NOT dealing with that when some critter gets stuck in there, so I threw them out, but they got stuck to the stick I was using to move them, then I got stuck to the stick. Between the high temperatures and getting caught in a bug/mouse trap, I wasn't even in the mood for my soup anymore.

The Big Boss won't be back again for another week or two, I think today was just a taste of how crazy it can get when she's in the office.

Change

2 comments Posted by Intern Chick at 12:55 AM

I cut my hair. Well let me clarify, I stopped cutting it myself and let a professional cut it. And now its short. Really short. I wasn't prepared for that much change to quickly. Its above my shoulders kind of short, and I kind of feel like I have too big of a head for such a small amount of hair. I also feel like maybe it brings attention to the fact that my nose is pretty big compared to the size of my dolphin teeth.

I also admit I'm crazy for thinking these things.

I was ready for change though. Change is something I've always struggled with. I like change, but I only like it on my terms, and that only happens every 5 years or so. I mean, the last time I got a real haircut was TWO years ago! I've realized that my dislike of change is also the reason I've spent a considerable amount of time this year being unhappy at my internship. Because its not my old one. And this dump that I live in, its not my old beautiful brownstone I lived in in Brooklyn last year. But last year, I hated that brownstone and I hated that internship, at least for a little while.

So now I've thrown some more change into the mix. I guess I was hoping I'd feel better about everything if my hair were different....man, do women do and think some crazy things sometimes. But, I guess it worked because normally on Monday nights, I sit in my room thinking about how bad I don't want to go to work the next day. This Monday night? I'm sitting in my room thinking about how I should do my hair for work tomorrow so that the least amount of people possible notice it. So at least I'm preoccupied for the moment.

If I could change one thing about me, I'd make myself be more open to change. But, I'd hate that. ;-)

One time, at work...

0 comments Posted by Intern Chick at 10:00 PM

Let's be real here--I have nothing to blog about today. So, just some random happenings. Last night I went to a bar with the girls I lived with last year while I was interning in New York. It was so nice to see them, and for a minute, it felt like I was living with them again. I came home and passed out, then woke up late this morning. Let's just say I'm supposed to be at work at 11, and I woke up at 10:30. I was too tired to move quickly, so I left my room at about 10 after 11 and then I saw it. New York looked like someone was standing on the roof of my hotel dumping gallons of water on the street...I couldn't even stand inside and wait it out because I was late. I walked as fast as I could to the train station but got soaked in the process. While I was waiting for the train, I noticed everyone else was dry as a raisin, looking like they had beautiful sunshine on their walk to the train, while I look like I decided to roll around in a nearby lake. I was pretty embarrassed when I walked in half an hour late to work this morning. Normally I'd try to sneak in, but my shoes were making that loud squeaky noise, and as I approached my desk, my boss turned around, looked me up and down, and then went back to his computer. And, because the temperature in the office is kept at an Arctic chill, I sat like water in an ice tray all day, slowing freezing. That thick, muggy heat the subway stations are infamous for? Yea, I was never so happy to stand in that in my life!

An internship story from my roommate back at school, Rena*, that I had to share: Her office takes pictures of their new hires, mine did too. On my first day, they brought out the digital camera, had me stand in front of a white wall, and took my picture (I still haven't seen it). After her first week, they told her they needed to take her picture but that they would do it on Monday. So, Rena came into work Monday morning to find a real-live photographer awaiting her, with the fancy lighting apparatus and everything. He sat her down just like it was school picture day, or maybe work glamour shot day, and positioned her head a little to the left, brought her chin up. And probably had a conversation I imagine went something like this:

Photographer: "Yes, Rena, that's great! gorgeous, Gorgeous, GORGEOUS! Okay, now look this way, give it to me, ahh what a beautiful smile! Look back at me now! Perfect!"

30 or 40 frames later, Rena's photoshoot had ended and I'm willing to bet she was probably a little stunned from all that professional flashing and lighting. As I wrote earlier this month, isn't work really just a fashion show anyway? Now that Rena has her headshot, she's one step ahead of me!

Tomorrow, I'll write about something more cohesive, I promise :)

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