I just watched the first episode Gossip Girl of this season. Every time I watch this guilty pleasure of mine I wish that I were able to transfer myself into the world of these girls. How often does a girl get to fly to Paris to heal heartbreak for an entire summer break? How often does a girl run into the prince of Monaco and gets asked out by him? Who gets to have the princess treatment along with the gift of a diamond necklace on the second date? Most likely, this will not happen to me.
With the memories of the past summer still fresh in my mind, I can’t help but think about the long hours I worked everyday at my internship. The amount of work was not a lot, but it was mainly some mindless, no fun, tedious tasks like photocopying papers and putting different documents in a file. Even friends of mine who could afford trips to France for no reason in the summer were busy working in New York. As a Harvard undergraduate, the need to do as many programs and internships as possible over the summer is a basic must. On the show, even those of lower class status were able to just sit around and take care of babies than worry about their future.
I experienced a similar feeling with my friends back home, a tinge of jealousy that they were leading such carefree summers while I struggled to find a meaningful internship over the summer. They did not feel the same sense of pressure that I had felt during the school year. Maybe this is the habitus that is mentioned in class. My fellow classmates and I are constantly in an environment where we are bombarded with information and seminars about summer internships and we have become used to this experience whereas people from other schools don’t have a similar motto.
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