One Week. *Cries*

    One week.  That is all that is left.  ONE WEEK!  How I hate those two words.  I mean going home to see my family will be wonderful and there shall be fireworks of happy reunion proportion, but when you get presented with the opportunity to stay and get EXTRA AWESOME experience, the deadline to figure out your life becomes way too stressful.
   Having gotten a taste of the film world, and having bitten off various nibblets of different aspects of the bizz, I may have the option to stay for the summer to expand my experience in the world I adore.  The only trouble is A.)  Many summer internships start like...NOW! 2.) Money...which should be my number one, but I care more about the experience. Is that bad?  3.) Housing...I have none.  These are the problems I face.

Now, the options I have may not happen, two have been axed because of scheduling stuff and the others are still up in the air.  The pay is low to nonexistent.  But the experience is of godlike proportion!  Like major insight into the world I want to be a part of with people who know their stuff.  Completely intimidating!  But so worth it!  I am currently waiting to see what may present itself, emails have been exchanged, calls have been made, messages left and resumes sent out.  But I have one week.  One week to figure this out.  On top of packing, finishing up major homework and ending my current internships.  This is like grade A cliffhanger stuff kiddos!  The things season finales are made of!  Can you handle the pressure?  I don't know if I can.