Kaushik Dhanyamraju - December 01, 2016
It all started on a cold November afternoon. I was all snuggled up in my bed, registering for classes to take for the Spring 2016 semester while resisting the urge to take another one of my lengthy afternoon naps. Suddenly, I found myself in what could be described as a tight situation: I only had 3 classes and a lab equating to 10 credits registered, which left me 2 credits short of eligibility for a full-time student status and for the NCAA, and the other required courses for my major in Accounting were not going to be offered in the spring. Suddenly, my inner Jimmy Neutron sprung to life and I had a brain blast; in this brain blast, my mind bellowed the one golden word that would solve my predicament: INTERNSHIP!