At this rate, the Red Bull will kill me before I make it to 60. They should sponsor me for how much I drink.
I was never the type in college to stay up to all hours of the night doing miscelaneous activities. I liked to be snuggled up in my bed with my eye mask on and ear plugs in by 11. Ten hours later I would wake up to go to class. That was the life. It's only been a week and I look back fondly on the good ole days when my weekend started on Thursday nights. Friday class? Not for me.
Now, 5 seems to be my new favorite number: 5 day work week, 5 hours of sleep, 5 am wake up call, 5 Red Bulls a day (just kidding about the Red Bull).
My summer used to consist of lounging on a lifeguard stand soaking up the sun. My biggest problem? The ridiculous tan lines from that lifeguard suit. You'll be happy to know that is no longer an issue. You have to get a tan in order to get a tan line. The tan are getting tanner, and the white are looking whiter. I am among the latter.
Summer is no longer synonymous with break. But, if I am not going to spend my summer at the pool, it better be for something good.
I am interning at Quicken Loans in the marketing department, and although I may not be poolside, I'm in the heart of Downtown Detroit working for an amazing company. I may not be getting tan, but I would rather have this experience later in life than wrinkles.
My college bubble has popped and I'm slowly making my way into the real world.
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