summer's been fun. Though, I should have started really early in looking for an internship. But whatevs.
I was supposed to have an interview with Lucky magazine this past Wednesday, but on Tuesday the lady called me saying they hired an employee's cousin. such bullshit. Whatever, I have an interview with
In Touch Weekly later this month... and have to hear back from
GQ. Wish me luck!
I guess this process and/or my mom's snide comments about me only applying to magazine internships has finally got to me. Sure. Yes. If I do work at a magazine I probably won't be making as much if I was working on wall street or whatever.. But to be honest, working at a magazine seems a hell lot more appealing than watching the clickers at the NYSE go by.
What is more important? Having a closet filled with Louboutins or doing what I truly want to do? I mean. Both equals happiness. And who's to say... sure I'll start making $40,000, but I'll move up? And make more money? I mean. It'll be more fulfilling.
I guess?