Internship Pt.2

I don't know what I was thinking.

The next thing I know, I as being scheduled for an interview as I was hands on with work. And then, as if matters couldn't get worse, I allowed myself another 150 hours of stress and possible back-related pains.

Or maybe it's destiny, the fact that the internship coordinator got to contact me, after having changed my number in a finger's snap. And that I got interviewed on a date that's well and good.

Maybe I do really want one that will let me assess the difference between the external function and the internal function of an organization.

Now, as the last few days of my current internship comes to end, I can't help but think: somehow, along the process of skepticism and refusal to take it all in, I've actually come to love it.

And God knows I love only a few things, most of which ties back to my self importance.