By: Judy Lee ‘17

Hey! Judy here. As we enter the panicked phase of internship applications amidst schoolwork, I wanted to offer some personal (and some outsourced) tips regarding this flurry of madness.

By: Lauren Brose ‘15

I was in desperate need of a new bike lock last spring and found one after browsing USC’s “Free & For Sale” Facebook page. I met outside of campus with a student who was coincidentally also studying Public Relations in Annenberg and we immediately began to talk about our plans for summer (I was starting my first internship and she was starting her first job following graduation). I asked her for advice on how I too can lock in a full-time position upon gradation.

By: Aida Solomon MCM ‘15

One of my biggest preoccupations this summer has been job hunting. Although I had found a promising internship almost two months ago, the opportunity fell apart. I was disappointed to be so close to jump-starting my career and having to start over again from square one.

By: Isabella Sayyah ‘16

Last week, I was in a meeting with the features web editors (my bosses, basically), the editors of all the features sections, and the homepage web editors. The homepage web editors wanted to go over pitching stories to put on the homepage, rather than just live on the section pages (food, fashion, etc.). Because the L.A. Times is a major, serious print publication, most of the homepage tends to be hard news stories, but there’s always a few lighter things on there as well (though sometimes you really have to scroll down to see them).

By: Isabella Sayyah ‘16

The whole idea behind an internship is that it’s a learning experience. This concept, harkening back to the simpler times of apprenticeships, is really, I believe, what keeps the whole practice going. Well, that and the resume-building aspect.

By: Mollie Berg ‘16

Over the past week, I feel like I have really understood the point of an internship. Not too long ago, I spoke with a Carousel employee about the concept of an internship. My boss said that the company essentially is supposed to give something to the interns (via teaching) that the company does not benefit from itself. Sounds simple enough. As interns, we are supposed to walk away having learned skills that will help us in our future. And thankfully, I really feel like I am. More so, the production company I am working for really takes that mission seriously.

By: Isabella Sayyah ‘16

One of the great things about interning at the L.A. Times is that they have a really established internship program that aims to give interns the opportunity to learn everything they can in 10 weeks. Though I learned a lot at my previous two internships, there tended to be less structure because the internship programs weren’t as large.

By: Isabella Sayyah ‘16

As the excitement of my birthday, Fathers’ Day and graduation for both my sister and brother (middle school and college, respectively) fades away, I’ve slowly gotten settled into a routine. As great as it was to have so many celebrations, the last two weeks since coming home from Israel have been a little exhausting. Now that it’s my third week interning, I also feel like I’ve gotten the hang of it. Since I haven’t really talked much about it beyond my first day, I thought I’d share a little bit about what I do.

By: Mollie Berg ‘16

Today at work, I met Steve Carell. He just came right up to me and said, “Hi, I’m Steve.” Duh, I know you are Steve. Like clearly…who else would you be? I’ve seen you in Little Miss Sunshine, The Office, Crazy, Stupid Love…and much, much more. Also, it shouldn’t be too surprising that he popped into the office; after all, Carousel Productions is his production company—and I do spend four days a week there buying time and reading scripts.

By: Isabella Sayyah ‘16

As I arrived at the imposing Los Angeles Times building in downtown L.A. on Monday morning, I thought the feeling in my stomach was just nerves. After all, it was my first day at an amazing internship that I would be dedicating the majority of my summer to. When my hands began to physically shake and the butterflies in my stomach turned to full on nausea, though, I realized it might be something else: jet lag.