I‘m sure I’m not the only UNC student whose friends seemed to be all over the place this summer. As for me, friends of mine were in NYC, New Orleans, Nashville and D.C., just to name a few. In July, I sweltered in Houston while I spent the rest of the summer traveling. Through it all, home felt very far away, and my friends felt even further. This summer made me realize how alienating time away from school can be for an undergrad.
Unless you’re some mastermind who somehow managed to score the Perfect (Paid) Internship in An Awesome City Where All Your Friends Also Were, you were probably like me, who somehow ended up somewhere she would have never anticipated: Texas.
Okay, so you probably weren’t also in Texas. Needless to say, when I arrived in Houston to work as a teaching assistant at an intensive program for high schoolers, I didn’t know any of my co-workers.
I felt far away from UNC. Sometimes this can be a good thing, but I was on a different university campus, so I really felt out of place and disoriented.
It was as if I landed on a high-tech planet where somehow the inhabitants could survive in extremely high temperatures and humidity, and I had only been provided the shabbiest of space suits. My friends were far away, in cool cities, eating good (read: not cafeteria) food and going to cool museums. Here I was, just hoping for an hour break in my schedule to go to the gym.