June 4-San Antonio

Today felt like a refreshing mist of cold water on a hot summer’s day. I found myself back in school for a summer session awaiting a trip to Spain.

The number of students in the class is a fairly good number. It’s enough to be in the crowd, but not lost in it. We read two stories today at a large table where we all sat and later discussed them. I hadn't taken any classes journalism related the last two semesters. The hand outs and the stories we discussed reminded me of how long I have sat on the bench. Not because any coach, or ahem, professor put me there but how I put myself there. I haven't written any stories since my last journalism class and have only done camera work this past semester. I have ideas and want to write, but sometimes I am not motivated. Reading those stories today made me want to get a move on it.

I have already set my decision in stone on my major, but as for now I am at the fork in the road. To the left is print, and to the right is broadcast. News can be fun, informative and educate people. That is what I want to do but I can't decide which the best decision for me is. I hope that while I am away in Spain the clouds will clear and the answer will be as bright as sunlight. I hope that this trip can inspire me to do more and be successful in whatever field I choose.

I see Spain as the place for inspiration, somewhere I can write freely until my hand falls off (not literally of course!) It is a place where I can get to know people, making life long friends. It'll be somewhere I'll be able to learn about myself and my culture... I'm ready to jet!