the purpose of this Blog is for my Internet Comm. class, i think i'm getting graded on this, not quite sure though. my Name is Spencer and as of right now i am a junior at American International College, which happens to be located in the great city of Springfield, Massachusetts.
Last Semester i was fortunate enough to spend 3 and 1/2 of the greatest months of my life in County Kerry, Ireland. although i might be critical on a lot of the finer points here at AIC i really don't think i can ever complain again after they let me of all people go to Ireland, and "study abroad" (ie: Drink alcohol legally). i had an amazing time, met a lot of great people, and brought back alot stories. i would seriously encourage any one thinking about studying abroad to actually go through with it.
When I returned from Europe i had huge culture shock. the only way i could explain how culture shocked i was, would be to put it like this:
I am from Brooklyn, i have lived there since i was born and im pretty sure i will be stuck there till i die (these college years don't really count). there is something to say about the New York City Skyline, and for someone who has lived there all their life, you know it as home and the feeling that I get when I come home is something that is special. the feeling i get every time i am crossing the brooklyn bridge coming home from out of state there is a feeling in my stomach. just looking out across the water at the skyline puts this big grin on my face and in one instant i forget how much i hate that dumb city. I could compare this feeling to a six year old getting the one present he wanted above all others on christmas morning and in my head that six year old jumps up and down everytime i cross that old bridge. on may fifth of 2009 at around nine pm while crossing that bridge for the first time in my life there was no six year old jumping, it was more like a six year old whose dog had died and didn't want to deal with anything.
I would say for about a month and a half i was on and off depressed about Ireland. that didn't stop me from going to work though. exactly a week after i returned from Ireland i got a job as a production assistant on lifetime promo. and a week after that i went right into working on a low budget independent film as a production assistant. this job took me all the way into the beginning of july and completely ate my life. i was waking up every morning at 5:30 am and not returning home until around 11:30 pm - 12:oo am. as time consuming as it was, i had a lot of fun working on the film and meeting a ton of really awesome people. all good things do have to come to an end sometime, although not with out a wrap party. i got to the bar at around 8:30 pm and left at 4:00 am thoroughly intoxicated. i didn't get back to my apartment until 10 am. the point i left the bar till i got home was all a blur.
At this point my summer got kind of dull, i worked days at a day camp as a counselor for four and five year olds. i missed school and couldn't wait till i got back. working with little kids sure was swell but there is only so many weeks of getting beat up and playing monster everyday that i can take and luckily it ended fairly quickly. now out of work i thought it would be a great time to relax, but after a day to myself i realized that i would probably need a bit more money so i started baby-sitting everyday. the kid i baby sat for was pretty cool, and it wasn't that bad working all day, but i was getting bored and just wanted to be lazy for my last week and a half of summer before school started. i got extremely lucky and got a call to be an additional electric on the show gossip girl for one day. $500. this paid for half of the car that i bought two days later. needless to say i didn't need baby sit anymore and the summer was dwindling down and in all truth i didn't have much of one. luckily i got invited up to the beach by a friend the weekend before school started. so i got a little fun in before i got back.
now that i am back i don't know what i was thinking all those times i was wanting to get back here. i kind of wish that i had done a little more with my summer, but in the end i can't complain my summer was productive and i had a relatively good time.