Admittedly things haven't really changed much these months.

I am still hard at work, now chugging night shifts when I can't get my articles done. Still watching people and book shopping. Still keeping up with performing and organising concert things.

It's an almost-carbon copy of junior college. Even meeting new people has always been part of the job, and aside from the occasional "I Just Spoke to QUANYIFENG!" moments, internship is nicely steady. There are impromptu times, like when my editor asked me to justify my sprinting across the newsroom to dee's desk when I had no article to write (this was the Quanyifeng I-just-interviewed-in-chinese!! moment), or on my very first day, when I had to finish an article (thanks goes to aditi and char and the interns for so much help).

2 internships in one break span is just enough I think; like julee, I too feel the strange urge to "scoop ice-cream" (haha), i.e. do something I can only justify at this age, at these times. I secretly want to do the lindy hop, buy muffin trays and baking things, go for a sewing class, swim everyday, grill atlantic salmon, go for the NZ ice-cream buffet, order jellyhearts.

But for now, I need to keep being busy, because that's what I'm good at, I realise. Filling up time back-to-back, having a fixed packed schedule that I can't break, creating and keeping responsibilities to people- supervisors, HODs, editors, interviewees. Anything as long as I'm not captain, because then I lose momentum, fall over, and don't want to get up.