Hi, I’m Grace, and I care more about entertainment and fictional characters than I do about most real people. The previous sentence is only sort of an exaggeration.
I had a really interesting summer, but it was very intensely busy. Three days a week I interned at the Presbyterian Ministry at the United Nations, a non-governmental organization heavily involved in human rights advocacy within the UN system. My office building was directly across from the United Nations in New York City, and I had a special key card that would get me into official meetings. I met ambassadors and saw the Secretary General in person. Working in NYC was phenomenal, even if I did have to take the 7:27 am train in the morning to get there.
Me in front of the U.N with my nifty badge
Then there was the rest of my week. My internship wasn’t paid, and I needed money. So on Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays, I worked as a waitress at the Huntington Crescent Club on Long Island. I don’t know if you’ve ever had the misfortune of serving very rich and entitled people, but let me tell you, it was not my favorite thing in the world. I would work double shifts on Fridays and Sundays, meaning that I would be working at least ten hours a day, but usually more like twelve to thirteen. I met some interesting people, and I learned a lot about human nature. Furthermore, I made a ton of money (which I then promptly spent on things I needed for school). But working two insanely stressful jobs meant that I got little to no sleep and little to no rest.
Which left Tuesdays. Tuesdays were my one day off, and they were glorious. I literally lived for Tuesdays. Twenty years from now, when you ask me to look back on the summer I turned nineteen, I will tell you two things about it: I worked my butt off and I fell in love with the television show Lost. Lost was my escape from my stressful life, and I became completely obsessed. I would tell people that Lost was the love of my life. This wasn’t even an exaggeration. I would get up early before work just to watch episodes. I would watch it on the train going to and from my internship, and right before I went to bed. I was home alone for about two weeks in July, and the only things I did were work and Lost.
Suffice to say, I did not have a very thrilling summer. I worked. I watched Lost. I obsessively watched all of the interviews and videos from San Diego Comic Con. I saw Guardians of the Galaxy twice in theaters. Then, I came back to school on August 20 to start my work study job early.
But even though it was stressful to the point of making me sick, this summer was very good. I learned how to wait tables and be nice to people even when they’re being incredibly rude to me. I saw the ambassador from Israel insult basically everyone in a Security Council meeting in the most hilarious ways possible. (Example: “Much like at the World Cup, Brazil just fails to get the goal.) I got to watch Lost.
On the upside, I made a really rad Captain America plate
I’m excited for this year. I’ll be continuing my duties as editor of the Multimedia section of the Daily, and writing my weekly blog on entertainment news. I’ll furthermore be the editor for theater and dance in the Arts section of the Daily. I’m also the co-chair of the Entertainment Board, secretary and acting vice president of the Sci-Fi and Fantasy Society, fellowship coordinator of the Protestant Student Association, and a board member for the Experimental College. Plus my classes. Plus my job. You could say I over-commit to things.
The point is: last year was great, this summer was busy, and this year will be pretty great and busy. I can’t wait to get started.