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Yesterday was quite possibly the longest day of my life. 9 hours working for people for free. I never thought that I would be working as hard as I was for absolutely no money at all. I intern at a local TV station and yesterday there was a moment when I realized if I had chosen another profession, I probably would have been terribly miserable. The fast pace of the newsroom mimics my life on the daily bases yet there is something about being part of a place where people come to watch things going on around them that makes you fell like your doing what you are supposed to be doing. I helped to put a story together that eventually went on the air just by listening and paying attention to what I was being taught. I can't say that I don't get bored and/or feel like I am wasting my life away but at those times I ask questions or play with editing programs in order to learn more about my profession. I'm there to learn more about being in news but I find myself learning more about...myself. I have always had this attitude that showed whenever I walked into a room. My confidence once poured out of my skin into the air and lingered for others to catch on to it. I have not completely abandoned this attitude but simply tucked it away for a while. I have been forced to humble myself and ask questions rather than act like I know exactly whats going to go on. This might be because I kinda don't know what's going on. Occasionally I might run into a problem where a person calls me intern instead of my name or wants me make unnecessary phone calls but, I get past those tasks in order to move on to something new. I absolutely HATE busy work. I'm not there to answer your phone and get your coffee. I'm there so you can teach me how I can graduate and take your job. At times I wanna shout this will throwing coffee on the stack of letters I just opened but, I restrain myself. If I have to go through a thousand cups of coffee to get my first on air job then I'll bring my own cream and sugar to add. This kinda of thinking is what I believe is going to allow me to bring home my first Emmy before I turn 30. I'm praying that when I finally get there I will remember these days and when my intern finally comes to me and asks me if I want anything...I'll say screw the coffee...I want a cup of Tea..

Peace Reese