I’d very much like to rave about internships but I’m often not sufficiently blessed. HOWEVER, I’m not quite going to complain.
For one, income is required after the ostentatious december. Plus I may one day need to recite the different cities in UK to save my life. Being part of a big organization is eye-opening. Being part of the Shenton Way crowd is a push in the direction of unhealthy weight loss. Being an intern means I can escape grown-up responsibilities for at least one more month.
Nevertheless, my work email is available to those who want to entertain me once in a while. (For those unaware, banks block half of the world wide web.)
On a separate note, old friends are the best people to remind you what’s really important


