![]() ![]() I’ll admit, the first few summer months were difficult. I also now had the ability to push a button and publish a story or tweet for tens of thousands of people to see, which was all too much for me to comprehend. I was now a member of The Chronicle’s uppermast, who were notorious for their nocturnality, for having zero work-life balance, and for constantly being bombarded with breaking news and questionable emails from random people. When the clock struck midnight on that fateful LDOC though, reality sank in. But I was confident that I was doing something good, and that I’d find my reason along the way. So why did I take the leap of faith in my junior year to take on one of the organization’s largest roles? Truthfully, I didn’t have a very profound or concrete explanation - perhaps I thought I’d be making an “impact” on the University, whatever that meant. While staffers tossed mini basketballs and ping-pong balls at each other, I heard others tossing around phrases like “campus watchdog” and “accountability journalism.” I didn’t know the meaning of those words yet, and just how much they applied to The Chronicle. Naturally, this meant I hung around in the office more for my editing shifts. I dabbled in editing during my sophomore year. In my mind, this was the perfect plan, and I had my college extracurriculars all figured out. I wanted to learn everything I could about the University and write about it all at the same time. But I was a robot who loved to write, so when I was a first-year, I joined The Chronicle.
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