Torn between two lovers

My first love is calling me back.

No, I'm not talking about an ex, or a middle school crush. I'm talking about my REAL first love.

News.

Just when I thought I have finally moved on, it slowly beckons me to come back. Not that I'm not excited about the prospect of falling in love with it all over again.

The executive producer of a local news station that I interned with almost two years ago emailed me and asked if I was interested in a freelance associate producer position.

You should have seen me jump around my room.

Then I saw the dry erase board that hung on my wall. I stared at my list of choice grad schools that I finally had the motivation to compile.

My new love is on the other line, impatiently waiting for me to pick up.

Politics.

I went to the job interview. Walked down the halls that I still know so well, it felt like home again. Ahhhh, the comfort and the safety of something that I learned to love over so many years. The feeling that I thought I had gotten over after it failed to keep my interest after the summer ended.

But at the same time, I felt like I was cheating on my new love. I thought we had an understanding. A plan to move back to DC.

Maybe it was just a fling after all.

The news bug bit me way back in high school. But is the infection stronger than that of the Potomac fever I caught just this past summer?

The first has always been good to me. It's the safe route I took all the way through college. The opportunities that it has opened up for me have been amazing. The second is new and exciting. It's fiery and scandalous. It's something different.

I got the job, by the way. I couldn't be any happier. Or am I?

For now, I'll play them both. See where either will take me. And of course, I'll have to choose what's best for me.

Huge decision to make. Would choosing one mean losing the other forever? Should I risk the love of one to pursue the other?

This dilemma ALMOST makes dealing with men a walk in the park.

Two months, a whole lotta change

So it's been a couple of months since I last wrote. I'm still working the same ol' boring job, still living in same ol' boring Jacksonville. But things have definitely changed and I'm so excited about every little detail.

Can't exactly spill everything here, but one thing's for sure, I'm happy :)

But today I decided to actually be proactive, (haha, like I haven't been in the past few months) and start looking into grad school. I've always looked at American University as my first choice, but I've missed their merit scholarship deadline, so I thought I couldn't go to grad school until fall 2009.

Wrong.

Did a little bit more research and it turns out that the three other major universities in the Washington, DC area have programs that are similar, if not more targeted to what I want to do. My top choice now is Johns Hopkins University that offers an MA in Communication in Contemporary Society program. The best part: it doesn't require a GRE score.

SCORE!

I also looked into Florida schools and both Florida and Florida State have programs, but Florida offers a program that's specifically for Political Communication. (And I would much rather be a member of the Gator Nation anyway, haha).

So that's the most recent deal. You may very well be reading the thoughts of a future press secretary or campaign manager. Funny how those possibilities conjure up the same emotions I once felt about being a news anchor or reporter.

All these things brought to me by one summer spent in DC.