Four years ago I sat up all night and popped Nodoz in my high school dorm room to write my ‘Senior blurb’ for the yearbook. The blurb was a goodbye and thank you to everyone at my boarding school that I would ‘never, ever forget’ and would ‘love forever.’ Seniors were granted 500 words,’ and I distinctly remember how important each one was to me. I slaved for hours just to get all of my ‘best friends’ squeezed into the word quota. When Christine asked me to write a final column, I figured I’d have the same spacing problem ‘- but now, as a jaded, jobless, soon-to-be college graduate I can’t even finish a paragraph . . .
That said, The MUSE has been an amazing experience for me. Not because I got to talk to famous people or because I got to review some cool concerts, but because I got to work in a messy news office with a bunch of college kids who like to write. Lame? Maybe, but this semester as managing editor has been an almost perfect way to end my time at Boston University.
I’ve always been interested in writing, so becoming a journalist seemed the obvious trail for me to trudge; I had no idea that my trail would lead me to The MUSE my second semester senior year. The lighting outside the Kenmore office isn’t especially welcoming, nor is there a sign on the door that beckons me in, yet every Wednesday for the past semester I’ve come to the office and helped, sometimes begrudgingly, with the editing and writing process.
I started working with entertainment journalism last summer in Sydney at Rolling Stone. I know-Whoa! Rolling Stone! But the name was not nearly as rewarding as the experience. At RS I learned what it was like to work with artists, photographers, musicians and writers in a professional environment and while The MUSE is college environment, the fact that it is a student-run a publication has always impressed me and I’m grateful to be a part of it.
I’m not going to list all of the people that ‘touched my life’ or have ‘inspired me to be a better person,’ but I will say thank you to anyone who’s reading this and thinks they may deserve it, because maybe, you’ll be welcome.
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