This week we all juniors went up to northern California to see the different types of colleges they have to offer up there. We visited Cal Poly SLO, UC Santa Cruz, San Jose State, and Berkeley. After visiting each college, nothing at each of them stood out. The only one that I liked a little was Cal Poly SLO because of the campus. It was more modern which I liked and didn’t seem so dead like the other campuses felt to me. Also none of the schools had the programs that I am interested in. They were all more for business or engineering. I want to go to an art school so these schools are from from that. I am also more of a city person and these schools to me felt like they were in the middle of nowhere. I forgot to talk about the way up there. We took a bus all the way up to Berkeley overnight which took nine hours. We were supposed to get sleep on the bus ride, but for me it seemed to be impossible. I listened to music for about thirty minutes when we left our High Tech campus and then started watching mean girls which lasted about two hours since they played it on the bus. After it ended I decided to try to sleep. As I said it was impossible. I spent the rest of the seven hours just trying to get in a comfortable position. I finally decided to just keep my eyes shut for the remaining time to hope to get at least some sleep but when it opened my eyes about ten minutes later, the sun was rising. The ride back was about the same way. Overall the trip without the bus was enjoyable. I got to bond more with lot’s of people I usually don’t talk with.
This week, we prepared a lot for our Interview Day at the end of the week. I was interviewing with The San Diego Center for International Trade Development. I knew absolutely nothing about who or what they were. I imagined that they had to be related in some way to business which I was right on. I didn’t do much to prepare for the interview other than looking a little into the company and adjusting my resume and cover letter for the interview. Other than that I did nothing. When interview day came around, I was nervous as hell. My interview was at 9:00 AM with Monica Rosas. I went to sleep the day before interview day at midnight which was a bad idea. When I woke up, I needed more sleep but had to get up. I got ready a bit late and went downstairs for breakfast the I always assume is made but this day was not made. So I had to hurry up and grab snacks, not eat breakfast, accidentally leave my meal prep (lunch) due to the rush, and rush to school which was completely horrible. I got to school in my suit that didn’t fit me anymore and nervously waited until it was my time to interview. I finally got called to get to my interview spot and ended up getting more nervous, I was watching all the interviewers walking by wondering which one was going to be Monica Rosas. She finally revealed herself when she called me in. While doing the interview, I realized I had nothing to worry about, it was such a relieving and comfortable experience.
This week, we went on another field trip at the end of the week. This time, we went to the place where our final exhibition will be for our project. We went here to finally actually launch our project. When we got there, I realized that it was at a church. I found it a bit odd that our exhibition is going to be at a church. After going inside and looking around, it seemed to be more than just a church. There was a cafe inside where coffee was served. The place where we our having our exhibition is a cafe on the side of the church. One of the people that worked there was a activist himself. We did lot’s of activities throughout the day like exploring different types of zines and looking more into the historical topics we had. During lunch, everyone got to go eat their tacos that were being served while I did not because I randomly got a horrible stomach ache and just felt horrible. I decided to get a coffee which was actually really good and “not the cheap stuff” like the guy who made it said. Although the coffee was good, it ended up not being the best idea since my stomach ache got much worse after. After lunch, we had a group of five very passionate advocates. My favorite out of them was the first one. She was an artist which I was able to relate too. She talked about how she expresses herself through her passion in art.