Find Your Purple and Gold

After researching, selecting, and prioritizing stories, I created a mock rundown of the 11PM CBS newscast. I did this for seven hours today. I won't lie. After reading hundreds of wires and prudently working instead of cheering on the Lakers, discouragement called my name. I ignored his call. Paul, my advisor and a man who is the epitome of a blunt old-school reporter, critiqued my solo project. My wrongs outweighted my rights, and surprisingly, I did not get emotional. I did not feel discouraged. I never thought I could learn so much from feeling so lost.

A revelation hit me as soon as my parents picked me up.

This is what I want to do. THIS IS IT!!!

Once my parents picked me up from the CBS Studio (you know I hate driving), I described to them my duties as an intern. (I included my enthusiasm after taking my ID picture and having another conversation with Mrs. Harvey.) Out of nowhere, my mom asks "Kat, how'd you know you wanted to do this at such a young age?"

I naturally respond, "If I eventually get my shoe in the door, I'd get to write, speak, edit, and most importantly, LEARN everyday. And well, I guess I just figured out what I didn't want to do."

I'm starting from the bottom of the ladder, I'm learning the basics, and I'm loving it. It's harder than I thought it was going to be, and to be honest, I am enjoying the challenge.

I've found my purple and gold. Have you?