So far 2009 has been one crazy roller coaster of a ride. I have launched my own photo website , been sending out pleas for internships, began dating an amazing guy, seen an amazing black man become the President of the United States, seen papers shutting down left and right, been at extreme highs and lows emotionally, begun to start trying to embrace video, and so much more. But I do fear. I fear the future of photojournalism and that no matter how much I want this and how much I care about finding meaningful stories, it won't matter and no one will hire me when I graduate. My mentor and one of my best friends is going to lose his job because his paper is shutting down. He is the man, besides my own mother, who encouraged me to follow my passion for photography and now he is sad and wishes he had known the industry would be this way. I fear I will not be able to graduate on time because I can't find a paid internship. I know I can do the work if someone would give me a chance....
