Well, I am no longer an intern. I drove into LBJ last night for my last duty as an intern, a dreaded EC2 night shift. It was relentless, the hours dragged by…I really thought that I would be more nostalgic, and sad. But honestly, I wasn’t. Maybe I was just too tired???
Anyhow, I am home now in a post-slumber daze wondering where this year went…
I cannot believe I am leaving my state of Texas in 4 days and I am scared to death.
I am trying not to second-guess my decision, but it is so hard when all my family and friends are here. I will try to look ahead to imminent possibilities…
Congrats! Internship is a huge hurtle.. Now you’re one step closer to making me the big bucks…
Missing you Dr. Celine……wahhhhh. BTW – I just had a Whataburger #5 – and guess what – there are no Whataburgers in PORTLAND!!!!