The end of the beginning and the beginning of the end is really confusing, both grammatically and in real life. Being halfway done with college is quite eye-opening and breathtaking in a really bad way. I feel like there is so much ahead of me in the next year alone that attempting to fathom how much I have ahead of me in the next 80 or so years gives me the spins (and that has nothing to do with the fact that I'm writing this on Cinco de Mayo).
A big part of moving on with my life is moving up in the little crazy world that is The Vista. Next year I will no longer be putting together the Arts & Culture section. My new title will be associate editor, and I'm pretty excited about it. But there's something about having my own little corner of a newspaper to organize, and something about getting compliments on a section that I worked my ass off for, that makes me feel like I'm making a name for myself at USD.
When I got this position as a freshman I was a tad overwhelmed. I was in charge of contacting publicists for actors and musicians, some of which I've admired for years, and I was in charge of assigning stories to writers and laying out five to six pages in one night. It was kind of a big deal. I mean, I was surrounded by seniors; 21-year-old kids that were always talking about going to the bars. I was still talking about these cool parties that happened at Grossmont.
But as I grew comfortable in my small body surrounded by all these big people, in both status and stature, I grew comfortable with the ideas I had for the A&C section, concerning both stories and layout. This little Arts & Culture corner has been my pride and joy for four semesters, and I will be sad to see it go.
However, I'm just as sad to see the senior staff members go. Liz, Ashley, Ryan, Peter, Ray, Gio and Marissa, you guys made this year incredibly ridiculous, silly, wild and productive. I loved working with all of you and I'm terrified about what next year will be like without each of your respective presences.
Except now that I think about it, I'll probably get more stuff done without watching the Peter vs. Ryan dance competitions and Marissa and Ashley's YouTube workout sessions. Peter, thank you for fish tacos. A&C columnists, thanks for helping me fill space. And to all of you guys so greatly moved by my column, thanks for putting it up on your fridge.
