Last night, after multiple, very intense rounds of Taboo, a few friends opted for a nightly stroll rather than a ride in the van back to our dorm. I thought going with them would be fun, but more importantly, I wanted to get closer to my peers; I saw this as a chance to get to know them. Once we began our slow trip back to the dorm, a certain thought became more and more apparent to me: Southern Miss is beautiful at night. Not that it is bland in any way during the daytime, but as we passed buildings and plants illuminated by streetlights, breathtaking views, and the sound of pure nature, not overshadowed by the clamor of people, I couldn't help but feel thankful I went with them. We goofed off a little, took pictures of the glorious shots that the night had to offer, and I even got a call from my sister, Liyah, who I hadn't spoken to for days. The evening out, however, ended for me quickly (too quickly now that I look back at it) because I lost all of my composure when I saw a bug (however, in my defense, it was rather big). Thus, I began my speed walk back to our dorm, and promptly went to sleep after researching the people we were to interview later.
So far, this workshop has been one of the most interesting and productive programs that I have ever had the pleasure to experience. With the help of the other young adults, wonderful instructors, and a great working environment, I have tapped into my potential as a journalist. Each day is an adventure, with learning new things and simultaneously having a great time with friends.
--Lauryn Smith
So far, this workshop has been one of the most interesting and productive programs that I have ever had the pleasure to experience. With the help of the other young adults, wonderful instructors, and a great working environment, I have tapped into my potential as a journalist. Each day is an adventure, with learning new things and simultaneously having a great time with friends.
--Lauryn Smith