This story redefined the meaning of last minute plans for me. Past three months I have been applying for internships all over the U.S. Interviews would come, but no acceptances. I knew I wanted work experience over summer, but weeks were passing and my email box stayed empty.
The month of May knocked, still nothing. With school winding down, assignments and exams were pilling up and I was getting worried. Meanwhile I’d get pressure from family in Indonesia – understandably, they wanted answers, decisions, plans. I had nothing to give them. Exams ended 11th and still no plans. I gave myself a week to figure something out after finals, or else I was going to either Brazil to see my sister and get a license, Indonesia to see my family or stay in New York doing odd jobs. All seemingly good plans but which would have me on my ass, doing nothing, all summer. I had two interviews scheduled for the morning of the 12th, my absolute last two shots at a productive summer. All coins in.
First interview, 10am over the phone.. KILLED IT! Got an offer before I hung up. “Phew, at least I have a plan B”, I thought.
Second interview at 11am with Ireland internship – my eye candy the past three weeks. I walked in feeling pressured.. I walked out feeling like I did (almost) everything I could to land the internship.
Afternoon of May 12th.. class is over, everyone left for home or wherever they went, I interviewed to the best of my ability… now all I could do was go home and wait.. for some email, phone call.. something to determine my summer. With the 11 hour difference between New York and Surabaya, my parents were asleep and would wake up around 8pm EST. They were eager for news too.
Between 11:45am (when my interview ended) and 3pm I must have checked my email over 25 times.
3:16pm I check my email again, and to my disbelief I had been accepted to Ireland. No flippin way. Months of perseverance and the best possible option came through. I could not believe it. A massive weight off my shoulders. I got on the phone with Johnny (the other accepted intern) and started yelling uncontrollably, jumping around like a maniac. Then I sat alone for a few minutes and let it all soak in.
Now it was only a matter of waiting for my parents to wake up on the other side of the world and tell them the fantastic news. We had to figure out where I’d be going for the two weeks before the internship started. A few minutes skype call decided it was best I fly to Surabaya, Indonesia for 15 days to see them.
85 hours ago I was stressed taking finals, not knowing what part of the world I’ll be in, without an internship, with absolutely no plan. Now, I am sitting here at gate B44 in Frankfurt, Germany waiting for my next 12 hour flight to Singapore.
Moral of the story – never give up a fight. Keep grinding, working hard, opening doors.. It’s only a matter of time before it works out. I applied to over 20 interships and heard countless no’s… only to keep trying.
I am so thankful to have a family understanding and supportive like mine. For those who ask me how I get to travel so much – it’s because of their unconditional support. I will see them in less than 20 hours and I can’t wait!
Stay posted on my blog The Tall Traveller for some blogging from Asia and Europe this summer!
Here is is a picture of Johnny and I, ready to take on Ireland!