This semester I joined PRSSA and although I have only been a member for about a month it has actually changed the way I look at my life, career and school. Before this semester I really had no idea what I wanted to do. Yes, I started out as a Communications major a year ago, but soon panicked and went to undeclared to give myself time to think and explore different options. After all, I went back to Communications and PR and found myself at my first PRSSA meeting. Once I started talking to everyone and after I attended regional conference (picture above), I knew that this is what I want to do. I am now so determined and excited to start my career. Before this semester, people would ask me what I was passionate about and I would freeze up and be at a complete loss for words. I found myself so lost in that question, I’m only nineteen how am I suppose to know what I want to do for the rest of my life! Soon enough, I found it and I could not be more excited.
When Kayla and I, along with a couple of good friends drove up Mt. Washington. It was a clear day, the morning after the Fourth of July and perfect weather for a trip up the mountain. The view is UNBELIEVABLE. If you have never been to the top of the Summit I seriously urge you to make a day out of it.
With the weekly snowstorms recently, I stumbled upon this picture from a past summer, giving me some piece of mind that it will be warm and sunny again. This overbearing cold and snow will not last forever. There is no better feeing than relaxing on the beach with the sand between your toes, the sun beating down and a cool breeze off the ocean. Some might call me a beach bum. Hurry up summer!
Each one of these sticky notes is a milestone in a person’s life. I work at a senior living place and this was part of our mandatory workshop. We placed these sticky notes on a timeline from birth to old age. Behind this collage of milestones is a picture of a trash barrel representing the milestones a person loses once they have reached the point where they are moving into our community. The timeline was nearly empty by the end. This exercise was a serious eye-opener. I love what I do and I cherish our residents.
It’s super awkward walking into your friend’s house and not knowing any of the people there. Like I’m there everyday where did you all come from? Did he make you in his basement or something?
In case anyone out there would like know, this is my best friend and I am seeing her tomorrow and that is all the happiness I need.
This reminds me of a hovercraft, and now I am wishing that I was leaving work in a hovercraft, not a Toyota.
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Hey guys! I’m not even sure who “guys” is suppose to refer to, I’m not even sure if anybody will read these posts about my ever-so-exciting life but I’m going to post them anyway. I’m just a college girl trying to figure it all out and answer these self-fulfilling, need-to-know questions that haunt you when you try to sleep at night. You all know what I mean. What is the meaning of life? or am I going to have enough money for my iced coffee in the morning - because we all need our substance of choice at 7am.