Today was a bittersweet day. I know that many people did want to go home for different reasons, whether they missed their family, their friends, their pets, their bed or their favorite food. But no one wanted to leave so soon. Everyone was planning on having until noon to hang around, but many people were shuttled to the airport at 10 am! I know that everyone felt a bond with their roommates, their group, their faculty member and everyone at the conference. We all experienced the same things: the lack of sleep, the lack of water, the food (which I really didn’t think was that bad…). We all have the same interests: journalism and media, whether we were born to be journalists, or we are just exploring the field. I am still not sure if I want to go into journalism/media, but I realized that it is definitely something I am interested in, whether I go into print, television, or radio.
Charles’ group – Group #2 – was definitely the best group. I can not imagine what my conference experience would have been if it wasn’t with all my brothers and sisters and our awesome Papa! All the things that we experienced together: Andrew’s lost luggage on the first day, not knowing who or where Omar was, that annoying “bird” chirping in our family room, watching Simon and Tyler debate, bonding as a family, Tyler’s grandma’s biscuits and Fatz burgers, learning about Cowboy pinball, listening to Charles’ stories, planning a reunion at Tyler’s house in South Carolina, always letting the other groups know that we were better, yelling “YEAH!” and all the singing on the bus, and all the rest of the times we spent together! I hope I never forget any of you or any of the fun we had here at WJMC.
The Charles Smith Family on the Last Day:
When I was at the train station in Philly, I had my green Mason bag with me and the Mason sweatpants I bought on. I needed to cross the street, and the car that was coming was a Virginia license plate – a familiar sight for the last week. He lets me cross, and then when I get over to the sidewalk, he rolls down the window and says “Go Mason!” I guess it’s a pretty small world. I think I might have more Mason clothes/stuff than I have stuff from my high school. If not, it’s very close! I have the t-shirt and polo, the bag, the pens, the window stickers, the sweatpants, a Mason email and blog, and all the other things we got that say George Mason on them. I feel like I go to George Mason now, because when we were out people would ask like what program we were with or if I went to George Mason. Just thought you guys would like to know, the first thing I had when I got home was WATER ICE! haha. I love all you guys, thanks for making this an amazing week!
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