Category: GSU internship

Moving onward!

Well, my internship is pretty much over now. We had half of the final presentations today, of which mine was among them. So I presented, answered questions, and tried to stay awake during the other presentations (they were interesting topics, but I tell you what, this weekend has worn me OUT!!!). I don’t expect any of you guys to read it, but if any of you are interested in what I’ve done this summer other than dance, you can read the final draft of the paper that I wrote for the internship here.

I generally try not to go to work with my headphones on, but this morning I was so tired, I stuck them in because I didn’t want to talk to anyone. As I left the train station, I remember walking past a woman who was walking quite slowly. A few minutes later, I heard a noise, and took out my headphones to see that same woman I had passed had chased me down and was trying to talk to me. Apparently she was lost, and needed directions….but she only spoke Spanish, so she took a gamble and hoped I spoke Spanish and asked me for help. Lucky for her, I did….unluckily for her, I had no idea how to get where she was trying to go. But I played translator for her, and asked someone else in English for directions to where she needed to go, and got her on her way. I would have walked with her to help her, but I had to get to work for the presentations. I felt really bad :(. It’s cool, though, seeing how helping others can improve your mood. I was very grumpy before she asked me for help, but afterwards I was in a much better mood.

In the afternoon, I took a nap (because I was about to pass out :]), and then started packing…I leave tomorrow to go see my grandparents!!! Moving onto the next adventure…I’m pretty excited about that :).

We also had a final intern get-together in the evening. That was alot of fun. We had pizza and drinks at the home of a professor from GSU. She lived within walking distance of my apartment, on Myrtle street, so myself and another intern, Aryn, decided to walk there and take in the sights. Dr. Searcy lives in a really cool little neighborhood (and her apartment is WAY cool! I want to live somewhere like that!!! :]) We sat around and talked, and recapped some of our favorite stories throughout the past seven weeks, and just had alot of fun and laughs…it was a nice way to unwind. We also did a little exercise in which we wrote down some things about the other interns that we had noticed that we liked about them. This is what I got: “confident, “straightforward, funny,” ” positive, energetic, loves life!,” “great smile,” “maternal – takes care of others,” “has a good work ethic, very disciplined,” “isn’t afraid to give her opinion,” “knows what she wants and goes for it,” very energetic and spunky :),” “great multitasker,” etc…

Anyway, it was a really cool summation of the whole program, and the relationships with the other interns that I’ve developed. So now, I’m going to hit the sack….I have another long day ahead of me, and still need to catch up on lost sleep! Love you guys! 🙂

So…much…dancing!! :)


Today I worked from home. All I had left to do was practice my presentation, and I didn’t really want the people at the school to think I was crazy when they heard me talking to myself :). In the afternoon, I met Johnathan, Jessica, and Matt at their house. We had another adventure with public transportation (somehow it gets less scary every time I do it :]). One Georgia Tech shuttle, lots of walking, and a significant amount of heated discussion later, we made it to the World of Coke.

That was really cool….although I got the impression on more than one occasion that I was engulfed in a shrine to coke. They had a working bottling / production line, a museum showing coke through the centuries, a coke in pop culture and art exhibit, a running loop of old coke commercials, a tasting area in which you could try over 80 coke products from all over the world, and an interactive 3D movie in which a lab worker tries to find the “secret formula” (she finally figured out that the secret ingredient to what makes coke so good is us, the people who buy it!! Ya, way sappy, I agree… :]). The coke taste tests were good, but my stomach was a little angry with me after drinking all that soda – of course I had to try all of them :). I must say that pretty much all of the ones from Africa were pretty atrocious :(.

So we met Julia after the World of Coke at my apartment and made pasta – both garlic alfredo and pesto. I have lots of food that I have to eat before I leave :). After that, Julia and Matt came with me to the swing dance at Georgia Tech, and Jonathan and Jessica went home. The music was kinda slow, but I got to dance with alot of friends I haven’t seen in a while, plus some fun new guys, so it was all good. I taught Julia and Matt some moves, too, that was fun :). Julia had to leave early, but Matt stayed til the end. After the dance, we got some mint chocolate chip milkshakes from Steak ‘n shake and talked for a while before I took him home.


Today was insane!! I went to day 1 (of 2 days) of a West Coast Workshop. It started at 2:00, so I was able to get some stuff done in the morning before I went there. I wrote some in my journal, polished my project and presentation that I have to give on Monday, and other such sundry things.

But once the workshop started, nothing else happened except dancing :). I learned some awesome starter moves, foot syncopations, and big flashy moves. I also got a video of the couple that taught the workshop (Jake and Taletha) doing all of the moves they taught. It’s pretty amazing…I look forward to watching it in slow motion and breaking it apart to perfect my technique after the workshop has ended :).

So we got a 2-hour break between the end of the workshop and the beginning of the evening dance. But my friend David and I decided to keep dancing. We grabbed a quick bite to eat at a really good chicken place called Roasters, and then found an empty Wachovia parking lot and danced some more. The humidity and heat was suffocating, and it was difficult to move on the concrete ground in sneakers, but we made do :).

Then we went back to the place where they had the workshop for the evening dance. It was soooo much fun!!!! I got to dance with so many good dancers! I also got alot of practice with the moves we had just learned; everyone who had attended the workshop kept using the moves we had learned :). At one point, Jake (the male instructor) asked me to dance. I was sooo nervous and intimidated, but I wasn’t about to turn him down!!! So we danced, and it was a blast!!

Towards the end of the night, they had a “snowball dance”. They started off with just Jake and Taletha dancing….which was quite mesmerizing. But then someone yelled “snowball!”, and they stopped dancing and both went and grabbed another random partner from the crowd. Every time they snowballed, the number of couples doubled. Pretty soon, everyone in the room was dancing. It was a blast :).

As I was getting ready to leave, the guy I had just danced with, Chad, asked me to wait for a few minutes. So I did, sneaking in one last dance with someone else before I took off. When he came back, he said that he had just asked Jake for a private lesson, but he needed a partner…would I do it? He also offered to cover the cost of the lesson. So tomorrow I’m going to get a private lesson with an incredible, in addition to a workshop and free dance!!! I can’t wait!!!!

The only sad part of the night is that my silver dance shoes, my faithful shoes that have served me without fail for over 4 years, that have gotten my feet through the hundreds of hours of punishment I make them endure, broke. I have to admit, I may have sniffled once or twice over their loss. The clip that holds the strap in place snapped completely in half. It’s not repairable; those shoes have been retired :(. Rest in peace, dear dancesport shoes, you have served me well….

So, since my favorite shoes were broken, I had to revert to my backup shoes. There’s a reason they are my backups. They don’t fit nearly as well. After the workshop, I went on a scavenger hunt to find moleskin to try to protect my feet during the dance. Even so, I have quite a list of injuries. They include: quarter-sized blisters on the balls of both of my feet, raw patches of skin in three separate places on each of my feet, four broken nails from getting stepped on or kicked, a popped blister on one of my toes, a burn of some sort on my left shoulder, and a fist-sized bruise on the back of my left arm….plus add to that the fact that I can barely put weight on my feet, they’re so sore. And tomorrow, I get to do it all again!! It’s gonna be great!!!! 🙂 🙂 🙂


Well, today started off much earlier than I was anticipating. I didn’t get back from the dance last night and showered and in bed until after 1:00, so I was hoping to sleep in. But I got a call from Jonathan at 7:30, asking me to come jump Matt’s car, which was completely dead. So I hurried up and got ready for church, and then went to the early service at Buckhead after jumping their car. After church, I went back and took a nap before the workshop started. I’m so glad I did, because I never would have made it through the day if I hadn’t.

So anyway, the workshop started at 12:30. It was amazing, just like yesterday. There were 3 classes back-to-back, which ended around 4:30. I wore my jazz shoes the whole time; I couldn’t handle my backup shoes again. Then I went straight from there to the private lesson with Chad and Jake. That was great! Not nearly as intimidating as I thought it would be (Jake is an reallyyyyy good teacher), and I learned soooo many good technique tips. After the private lesson, I went straight to Nemoe’s for the social dance. This weekend has been an amazing combination of instruction. I got the group classes, which taught me some big, fun moves to augment my style; videos of the group classes, which will help me remember how to do them; private lessons, which helped my technique immensely; and social dancing, which helped me practice what I had learned with lots of different people. Apparently I actually did learn something – I had several people comment on new moves I had learned, and one guy asked me if I was using things I had learned during my private lesson (which I was), because my style seemed alot better and more fluid. And this was even after I had switched to my dancing shoes! Of course, I was wearing socks with them to try to protect my feet….oh yeah, I was rocking it out with the white socks and black heels :). But hey, it worked! The only additional injury I found was a palm-sized bruise on my arm from when a guy caught me wrong in a move we were learning.

By the end of the night, I was soooo tired. I tried leaving several times, but just couldn’t make myself leave. So I stayed til the end of the dance, and talked for a while with Alan and Barbara (coordinators of the event), Jake and Taletha (instructors), and several other regulars. When I started saying my goodbyes, I finally started tearing up. It may sound silly to you guys, but I’ve grown really close to these people over the past few months. They’ve made me feel so welcome, and have been so helpful in teaching me this dance that I love so much. Atlanta in general, but specifically the dance crowd that I interacted with, has had a profound impact on me that I will miss immensely. The tears were what finally made me leave; I escaped just in time, before I actually started crying.

And that’s this weekend! All dancing, pretty much. But it’s my passion, and I loved it, and seeing all of these wonderful people and dancing such great dances with them one last time was definitely the way I would have chosen to end my summer in Atlanta. I did the math, and figured out that I danced about 20 hours in the span of 30 hours!! 🙂 (oh, and as a side note, if any of you want to be super generous, I would love a pair of shoes that don’t murder my feet!! ;]) Well, as Looney Tunes says, that’s all, folks! 🙂

A week of "lasts"

Another whirlwind week has flown by!! Probably the best – and definitely the worst – week yet. I got to do alot of great things, made alot of progress at work, and saw alot of great people…but it was also a week of “lasts”, which has been really hard for me.

I already wrote about my last lesson with Philip on Monday night. Tuesday was the last dinner and frisbee evening with the “J’s”. We ate at my place again….I made chicken and rice, Jonathan and Jessica brought a watermelon, and Julia made really yummie brownies. Jessica also brought her brother, Matt, who is visiting her for the week. The food was great, and the company was even better. Ahhh, the college life….we had quite an adventure trying to scrounge up a fifth chair and silverware and squeeze into the obviously 4-person table in my apartment :D. I felt like I was drinking the air during the frisbee games; it was soooooo humid. But surprisingly, it was probably my best game yet. I had an absolute blast. One of the guys told me I should join the facebook group they’ve got for the frisbee group. I did, but it’s kinda late, considering that was my last game for a while :(.

Wednesday was AMAZING!!!! My friend Jon drove down to see Phantom of the Opera with me at the Fox theater. We had a bit of excitement at the beginning. He had just shown up (it’s an hour and a half drive each way), and then we realized that he had left the tickets at his house. We were on our way out the door to go get them and come back when I was able to reach the ticketmaster on the phone (I had been on hold for 15 minutes). They were able to cancel our old tickets and issue us new ones that we could pick up at the box office. So, crisis averted, we went to Coldstone Creamery in Atlantic Station for ice cream before the show (yes mom, I usually am good and eat healthy dinners, but every now and then you gotta mix things up ;]). He got some sort of berry concoction…I got mint chocolate chip on steroids. It was mint ice cream, with brownies, fudges, and chocolate chips folded into it. Mmmm, mmmm, it was tasty 🙂

We walked to the Fox from my apartment – it was about a 20 minute walk (I LOVE my apartment’s location!!!!!!). The place was packed out! Our seats were higher than I would have liked, but it was still incredible. Magnificent. It absolutely took my breath away. The soaring voices, the lush scenery, the rich costumes….everything about it was exquisite. When they got to the love song, “All I ask of you”, I was nearly in tears. (here’s a link to the clip from the movie The only thing that this summer lacks to make it perfect is someone to share it with. Yes, I’ve spent time with plenty of wonderful friends, and I’m grateful for that….but it’s not the same. I want to meet my Raoul :). I’ve been waiting for him for a long time, and when I saw that scene played out on stage….it was so beautiful, so poignant, that it literally hurt. All in all, however, it was nothing short of a magical evening. I came back itching to sit down right there and watch the Phantom of the Opera movie :).

Thursday comes…another last, ugh. This time was my last Wicked Westie. I went to dinner with Jonathan, Jessica, and Matt before the dance. Then Jessica and I went and looked at the outside bazaar they had set up, while the boys ran away into the nearest sporting gear store they could find :). Jessica and I are both athletic girls, so pretty soon we migrated in there as well, to look at all the exciting soccer balls, strengthening tools, and athletic gear. They dropped me off at my apartment, and I went by myself to the dance. It was definitely a memorable last Westie! The air was broken, so it was, quite literally, a sizzling evening. It was sizzling figuratively, too, however – I was so on my game tonight! I was hitting the beats, playing with foot syncopations, body rolls, everything….it was so much fun! My feet feel like they’re about to fall off, but it was sooo worth it :D.

I’ve also made a ton of progress at work this week. I’ve finished my paper, almost finished my presentation, wrapped up my research and given it to my mentor, and….tada! I only have a little bit of polishing left to do on the paper and presentation, and I’m done! But, speaking of work, I should probably get some sleep if I want to do any of that tomorrow. Productive thought generally works better for me when I get more than just a couple hours of sleep :). So, adeiu for now! This weekend promises to be a big one, so I’m sure I’ll have more updates soon.

By the way, I’ve updated my picture album online, check it out at New pictures start with the ones from the CDC :).


Wahoo, interjection: an expression of joy.
Wahoo, noun: a large game and food fish found in warm seas.
Wahoo, noun: an amazing restaurant, full of joy, warmth, and great food.

That’s what’s printed on the menus of the restaurant I went to tonight. The last definition is a fitting description of the restaurant; the first is quite apt in describing my day in general today. Let me start from the beginning….

Well, today started out like any other Friday (which, of course, is inherently better than all other days :]). I made alot of progress on my paper; it’s really starting to come together. I’m excited about the final report. The theory that I finally worked out is this: decentralized countries with large degrees of ethnic fractionalization tend to remove some of their decentralized fiscal autonomy in order to reduce secessionist tendencies. In other words, that federal governments in areas with alot of ethnic tension tend to make regional governments dependent upon transfer from the federal government to make them stay in the union. So I’m looking at constitutions, legal code, law journals, scholarly articles, etc, to try to back this theory up.

So anyway, after lunch, we went to the Center for Disease Control for a tour. It was really alot more interesting that I was expecting. The tour was very interactive and informative. I’m hoping to get pictures up soon; the pics are on someone else’s camera, so I’ll have to get them from him before I can upload them. The only bad thing about that was that I kept getting flashbacks from my Great Neglected Diseases biology class I took during my sophomore year. I hated, hated, HATED that class – we spent the whole summer studying these bizarre parasites and effects of them, as well as how to treat them and common areas of the world that they are found in. I have to say, though, my professor was very good at what he did. At the CDC, I knew most of the parasites that I read about, as well as how they were obtained and treated, because I still remember most of what I learned in Dr. Conn’s class 2 years ago.

After I got back from the CDC, I met up with a dance buddy, Alan. (oh, and speaking of dancing, I went to a west coast dance last night, called Wicked Westie. It was incredible. I don’t know why I enjoyed it so much more than the Sunday night West coast dances – it’s basically the same crowd, just in a different location. But it really was something special last night. I can’t wait to go back next week :]) But anyway, Alan and I recently discovered (through my photo album that I’ve been upkeeping about this summer, actually) that we work a block away from each other. So we went to the CNN center to grab a late lunch. Did you know that the CNN center used to be an indoor amusement park? It also boasts the largest unsupported escalator in the world….in case anyone was interested in that :). So anyway, we got Chick-fil-a and took our food to Centennial Park. Centennial Park is a huge park that was built in Atlanta for the 1996 olympics. It has walkways, benches, trees, shrubs, fountains, statues, everything…it even has a choreographed water fountain show that people can – and do – play in all the time. There were several school groups frolicking in the water while we were there. I really wanted to join them….but then I decided that it would be rude to just leave him there while I went and played, so I restrained myself :). The conversation was interesting anyway, so I was happy where I was.

In the evening, I met up with some graduate students from the department I’m working in. I had met with my advisor yesterday to talk about my project; after we were done, he told me he had someone he wanted me to meet. So he took me around the hall and introduced me to his new research assistant from the Netherlands, Peter. While we were talking, a grad student, Tamoya, came up to him and told him that they were meeting to go to dinner the next night around 6:30. I casually asked where they were going, and she told me it was a place called Wahoo, in east Atlanta. She then invited me to go, if I wanted to. So today, I was really debating going, but then I finally decided, what the heck, go for it! You only live once!! And I’m so glad I did! 🙂

Regardless of the restaurant or the food, the group I went with was fascinating. Dancel, from Brazil, was on my left, wearing black in mourning. And Peter, from the Netherlands, was to my right, wearing his country’s colors in celebration. (The Netherlands beat Brazil in the World Cup soccer tournament today, lol. There was lots of discussion about that :D) Then there was Andrea, a philosophy professor from Germany. Next came Violetta, a 5th-year P.h.D. student from Serbia. There was also Tamanya, from Jamaica, and her Italian boyfriend, Mario. The accents, the stories, the experiences, the different points of view….everything about the conversation tonight was fascinating. It was strange being the minority in my own country, tho… 🙂

But then, as icing on the cake, the restaurant was actually really cool, and the food was AMAZING!! Check out their website here: I got the Georgian trout – sauteed trout topped with succulent pesto butter and sugared pecans, served with delicate white cheddar grits and sauteed green beans (that description was for you, mom! Love ya! ;]). Anyway want to guess what the grand total on the bill was? **drum roll, please**….$421.50!! I’ve never seen a check from a restaurant that big! The alcohol alone was about $130. Peter said, jokingly, that I should keep the check as a “souvenir”. But then I decided that I really did want to keep it. So I did :).

I don’t think the group knew what to make of this strange American girl who doesn’t party or date random people, though. It was really quite amusing. I got grilled by pretty much everyone at the table, some more than once, about why I don’t drink or date. I tried explaining my reasons at first, but finally just gave up and said because I simply don’t want to. Actually, I was asked (and then had subsequent conversations about the subject) on 3 different occasions over the course of the day as to why I don’t date…I found it rather amusing 🙂

I haven’t talked to my family from Costa Rica in close to 6 months (tico is the colloquial term for Costa Ricans). We’ve communicated a few times via email, but it’s been pretty sparse; we’ve both just been really really busy :(. But after I got back from Wahoo, they randomly called me on Skype!! It was soooo good to talk to them; we talked for almost an hour and a half. (on a side note, I love Skype. Free unlimited Skype-to-Skype calls, anywhere in the world, plus you can use a webcam and see each other’s faces. I would marry Skype if I could…. :D)

It was really sad, though, to see how rusty my Spanish has gotten in 6 months. I can’t wait to go to Spain and polish it up. Which is ANOTHER wahoo factor!! My mom sent me a text today telling me that my visa has come in!!!!!!! I’m OFFICIALLY going to Spain in 60 days!!!!!!! Mom told me that when she opened the package she thought at first that I had been rejected – there was no note inside the package, no forms, nothing except my passport. Apparently, a visa is simply a little piece of paper that goes in your passport. After all of the hassle of getting my visa, that tiny little piece of paper is almost a let-down. You’d think they could at least give me a stand-alone form or SOMETHING….but hey, it’s one less thing to have to worry about losing while I’m there. I’m just glad it’s all over :).

I know everyone’s in different stages of life…but guys, embrace life, please! You’ll never get another chance to do it!!! Even with the little things…take advantage of the opportunities that come your way! I seriously considered not going to Wahoo’s because I didn’t know anyone in the group and the restaurant was pretty pricey and I’m trying to be a good steward of the money God has blessed me with. But you’ll never meet new friends if you don’t go out with people you don’t know! And, as my dad often says, money is not meant to stay in a bank. There’s so much joy and excitement out there in this world, just waiting for anyone who’s brave enough to experience it. Sure, new things are scary. I’m scared every single time I do something new. But that’s not a reason to not do something. Shoot, if everyone took that point of view, I think the human race would die out pretty soon…I’m pretty sure that having a child is one of the scariest things in the whole world :). But guys, go chase your dreams! Dreams will always be just that – fantasies – unless you work to achieve them. It breaks my heart to see friends of mine who have things they want to do, but they’re shackled by fear into the same hum-drum existence that they’ve always known. Take a leap of faith! Do something daring, out of the box, extraordinary! I promise you you won’t regret it :).

OK, I’m off my soapbox now. Love you guys bunches, thanks for reading! 🙂

A new perspective

So, I’ve finally been getting into my schedule. Although we have no set hours, we are expected to work 35 hours a week. So I try to get to work in the morning by 8; I bring lunch and eat it at my desk, so I can leave by 3. For now, I spend much of my evenings studying for the GMAT. I take that test this Saturday, so my schedule will open up a lot in a few days. I can’t wait! I’ve been trying to make myself scarce with my friends in Atlanta, so I can get some studying done. I’m glad I have less than 1 week of being a hermit left :).
I’ve got dances all over Atlanta mapped. I could go every night if I was so inclined, but I’ve decided to exercise some restraint :). So I go to a West Coast dance on Sunday and sometimes Thursdays, an East Coast/Lindy on Mondays, the monthly Georgia Tech dances on Friday, and I practice once a week or so with a friend of mine who lives in Peachtree City. Excessive? Perhaps. But I have to make up for majority of the year, when I’m living either in Albany or Rome. The dance scene is sadly lacking in both cities :(.
It breaks my heart to see all of the homeless people in this city. It pains me to see not only people without homes, but also to see how people with homes treat those without. I have been told time and time again, don’t ever give money to homeless people. I recognize that some people are scammers, and some only want the money to buy drugs or other nefarious substances with it, but I can’t help but think that these people need help. They need help and there is a city of millions in their backyard with the ability to help them, but not the desire…and thus, they spend another night huddled in the corner of an alley with nothing but a trash bag for warmth.
This is a very poignant video, from one of my favorites bands:

Atlanta, for all its bustle and excitement, is a cold city. I’m really starting to like some parts of it…the opportunities, the adventures, and the activities you can find here are incredible; I’ve never experienced any city even close to this stimulating before. But the people leave something wanting. Sitting on the MARTA, I look around at those sitting around me. There are old and young, rich and poor, businessmen and bums. Many of them have fascinating stories, I’m sure. But they all exhibit the same disinterest in their fellow man. They all sit staring at the seat in front of them, listening to their music, reading a book, or working on the computer. No one talks to anyone. On the street, too; there is no milling, no friendly conversation. It’s all strictly business, and if you don’t have anything to do with how a person is going to get to their next location, good luck getting them to talk to you.
That’s been my mission recently: talk to someone I don’t know every day. Last night it was the teenage guy who works at the front desk of my apartment, who’s trying to graduate from the Art Institute of Atlanta with a degree in drawing in three years by going to school year-round. Today it was the blind girl whom I’ve seen several mornings on the same MARTA train as I. She works as a receptionist in a small family-owned business on the other side of town.
Atlanta has been great so far. Not only has it expanded my confidence and opened my horizons, it has awakened me to the need around me. I cannot be just another pair of silent earbuds on the train or in the street. I want to be something more than that. The dancing is great, the job is great, my friends are great, the opportunities here are great; but I would say that that awakening is the best thing that has happened to me so far :).

The frustrations and fun of Atlanta

Atlanta is such an annoying city. How many cities do you know of that charge less money for parking the longer you are parked? One parking lot charges $13 if you leave before 3 pm, $5 if you leave after 3 pm…I discovered this the hard way. Every other street is named some variation of Peachtree. And it has such a huge plethora of 1-way streets!! The entire city is made up of the stupid things. Some are 2-way streets, but only for certain vehicles, like buses. Oh, and my personal favorite: 2-way streets that don’t allow you to turn both ways at the intersection. There are definitely cars going both ways, but if you are not lucky enough to already be on the street that you want to turn onto, you’re only allowed to turn one way onto it. Say what???
So anyway, I decided not to take MARTA yesterday; instead, I drove myself to work, since I hadn’t bought a MARTA pass yet. After discovering the insanity of the parking garages in Atlanta, I quickly remedied my error and bought a MARTA pass. Unlimited rides for the month of June, woot! I think I’m going to go joy-riding on MARTA one of these days, and just get on a random subway and get off at a random stop and walk around and see where it takes me (with a friend, of course, mom, I wouldn’t dare to go alone :P). After I got ripped off in the parking lot yesterday I need to make the most out of my MARTA pass… 😀
I came back from my first day in a blur. The morning was just general orientation stuff; they showed us the library, set up our email accounts, got us access cards to where we needed to go, etc. After lunch we were supposed to meet with our mentors. Mine was nowhere to be found. Others on the floor swore they had seen him today, but alas, he seemed but a phantom to me. Finally I found him in the break room talking with a fellow co-worker. We talked for about 5 minutes, until he had to leave for another meeting. In those five minutes, he told me what he expected of me this summer. He’s working on a paper analyzing how some federal countries’ refusal to follow accepted fiscal policies may not be meant to obstruct fiscal decentralization, but instead are a way to preserve the union and prevent ethnic fractionalization. Soo….my job is to find all the constitutions of all the federal countries in the world, and analyze them to find things that support or contradict this hypothesis. I also need to research the political science and legal sides of this issue, and the related research that has already been done in those fields. He told me all that in 5 minutes, then said he had to leave and he would catch up with me in a week or so to see how I’m doing. Whew! I’m feeling slightly overwhelmed right now :).
I have no set schedule, although I want to get here early so I can leave earlier. I’ve woken up around 6:00 every morning anyway…although a lot of that was probably nerves, which I’m hoping will settle down soon :). I took the MARTA subway to work this morning. I live only 4 stops away from work…I found myself wishing I lived farther away. It was exciting, in a strange sort of way. I guess it’s just the thrill of figuring out how to navigate a big city by myself. It’s great to see that I actually can 🙂
In the 3 days that I’ve been here, I’ve found the IKEA store, 2 parks, a Barnes and Noble, a Regions bank, a grocery store, the MARTA station, the Fox theater, CVS, Shakespeare’s tavern, plus a few fun hole-in-the-wall places that I discovered while exploring on my lunch break with one of the other interns. The actual job is still freaking me out, but I’m learning. I have another meeting with my mentor tomorrow afternoon where I’m hoping he will give me a bit more direction. **crosses fingers**
Well, I’m off to do some GMAT studying :(. Can’t wait til that’s over! Talk to you soon! 🙂