Quite a bit of time has passed since I posted an entry. I've been busy helping my mom paint. My room is sort of a medium/dark shade of blue. If I had a digital camera, I would post pictures. I really want to but I don't have a digital camera still! GRRRRRRRRRR. I wanted my room fuschia, but my mom wasn't having that at all. She doesn't like the blue, but I like bold colors. So now I can get bed sets and cute little accessories to help complement the room now. I'm so excited.
I'm still looking for a summer job. I might have a job this fall working for the Boys and Girls club. That would also be an intership as well (Yes, I know. A paid internship, I can hardly believe it myself.)
I want a mac!!!! I want a mac!!!!! I want a mac!!!!! I don't know if I should ask my grandpa to get me a macbook or a desktop mac. The desktop would be cheaper, but I do like to bring my laptop with me... I was thinking about asking him if he could get me a macbook for my birthday since my gateway laptop is falling apart after almost four years of usage. I don't have any warranty on it anymore anyways so if it gets broken, I'm not going to be able to fix it.
Here's what's going on. A couple of days ago my aunt's boyfriend had a collision with someone because he was following too close and his breaks gave out. He hit this car hard. My aunt asked for my mother's help and so she went down to the scene. So after they talked the car got towed away. Later that day, my aunt called Mom and asked her if they could bring the car over to our place and leave it here for a bit. After my mom got off of the phone, she was talking (well yelling is more like it) about how she wasn't going to keep this car for a month because it is an eyesore. Also, it could get towed away. Since she thought that my aunt's boyfriend is a nice guy, she didn't want him to have to get another ticket and pay for the towing. Well, my aunt and her boyfriend came over when the car was towed over to our place. After talking she said that she was going to move the car the next day. They left and the next day came. No word from them about coming over to get the car. Of course, mom was livid (since they both can't stand each other, and this was adding more fuel to the 30 some odd year fire) and she was yelling about this all fricking morning (It woke me up, and naturally I don't appreciate that). So then my uncle came to our house and he said, "You know, this car might get towed because it's not your car. If the police comes around and run the license plate through and see that it's not your car then that person is going to get ticketed and towed." He didn't even know this was my aunt's boyfriend's car. Mom told him who the car was, and since he and the bf was friendly, he decided to give him a call and tell him what was going on. Well the shit hit the fan at that moment. My aunt's bf called her and told her what my uncle said. She called my mom and said "The car is going to get towed today since it's bothering you so damn bad." She then hung up in her face. Why in the hell did she have to call and say that? Why did she have to hang up in her face? I don't know. Mom, then called her back and left a pretty scathing voicemail and told her that she should never come back to our house. You think it would be squashed, but no. We haven't heard the end of it since. I woke up to my mom yelling about this.
I don't see how this is so damn important to keep talking about. The situation is squashed! Oh, and then at 4:00 a.m. my uncle gave us a call saying that he's in jail for another DUI. He just can't leave the booze alone, eh? So that woke me up, and surprisingly my mom didn't flip her lid on that one. She still had the other situation on her mind.
In my opinion, they are both fools. Why is Mom letting this get to her I don't know. Why is my aunt letting this get to her, I don't know. But this needs to stop, or I'm going to lose my sanity.
I can't wait to graduate from college. As soon as I get a job at a local advertising firm, I'm moving out. This is ridiculous. My grandma is stressed out, I'm stressed out. These sorts of things have been going on for too many damn years!!!!!
And no it's not that fever...fever as in 102 degrees! To the point where I can't think straight, and that I can't do anything I want to do because my head feels like it's been stuffed up with cotton or some substance like that. Hell, I don't even know how I'm blogging coherently. I supposed to get my accuracy checks done and work on my article, but I haven't been able to do that. I hate being sick!!!!!! Although it is giving me a little more time so I can talk to a few more sources.
And no it's not that fever...fever as in 102 degrees! To the point where I can't think straight, and that I can't do anything I want to do because my head feels like it's been stuffed up with cotton or some substance like that. Hell, I don't even know how I'm blogging coherently. I supposed to get my accuracy checks done and work on my article, but I haven't been able to do that. I hate being sick!!!!!! Although it is giving me a little more time so I can talk to a few more sources.
So a couple of days ago, I had one of my quarterlife crisis moments. I was really down and out about the future. I just didn't know if I wanted to be a reporter anymore. I don't think I can live and breathe news. I really wanted to be a broadcast reporter so that I could melt in my grandma's wish for me to be on television with something slightly academic, but now I think it's just not for me. I wanted something that was a little more creative and not something that could drive me insane because I got burnt out. So I decided to go into advertising. I'm thinking seriously about becoming a copywriter. You know, those people who write what is being said in commercials, pamphlets and brochures, and other other things you might find when it comes to products. I'm also going to learn more about creating websites and graphic design. Bottom line, I just need more creativity in my life. Sure, there are going to be shitty moments and what not, but I think I can live with it. I've been looking at some advert agencies such as Metropolitan Republic (South Africa), Taxi (Toronto), Nake (New York), and Crispin Porter and Bogusky (Miami), and I think I could live with working at a firm like one of these. I'm still going to keep journalism as my major, I'm just going to focus more on the PR and take marketing classes.
So I finished my PSA, and out of the 40+ commercials that were created mines was one of the highest rated. If you want to check it out, here it is.
Two crappy video programs and a few hours of frustration later, I completed it. And I got candy for being one of the highest rated. Yay me!
I've been working on my PSA for International relations for a total of 12 hours. I've spent so much time fixing the the script for the narration, gathering the pictures, and experimenting with other free trials of crappy video editing software. Now, WMM froze up on me twice and wiped out my video file completely. THE FUCKER!!!!!! OMG!!!!!! I'm so mad!
Now I feel better that let that out.
I feel tired, but good. This week (besides news stories that I need to try to fix and plan out) I get to work on a commercial for International Relations. We are supposed to make a one minute clip on a problem affecting the world, and then post it on YouTube. I chose to do something on the Darfur crisis. I think it's going to be cool. I would work on it more today but I didn't get much sleep and I'm tired as hell. As soon as I get it done, I'll post the link.
I think I'm the only one who is going to use narration but here's what it'll say (posted from Blackboard, and I'm finding that the font size will not change for me):
Narration (the bold is what is going to be the text overlay on the video)
As of April 2008, hundreds of thousands of people have died in the five-year conflict in Darfur.
Two and a half million displaced people live in camps within Darfur, and more than 200,000 people are living in refugee camps in neighboring Chad.
Isn't it time to make a change?
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And that change starts with one… one person, one idea, one step to action to make a difference, but it takes more than one heart to see it through.
Begin photos again
Be one of the many hearts who are trying to put a stop to the violence in Darfur. Each person, each idea, and each step brings the world closer to seeing an end to this conflict.
Continue photos, website text overlay
Please go to www.darfurgenocide.org to learn more about the conflict and ways you can help the people of Darfur have a better tomorrow.
I think that's good enough. I don't want to say too much.
On Saturday I did a radio commercial for a theatre as an assignment for my radio broadcast, which was done in a total of 15 minutes in my room.
Well, I'm going to go and take a nap.
I reluctantly turned in my stories today. It wasn't quite as polished as I wanted it to be nor did it have enough background to them, but I do have a chance to redeem myself. Next week, I can polish it up. I won't need to do too much more to it...I think, but I'll start this weekend fixing it up.
But I feel like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders now. The sun is shining; it's a lovely day. A perfect morning for a kid to play... starts to sing the Avenue Q theme.
I've decided I'm going to do something that I've never done before. Next Wednesday, I have an exam for my core class (basically a philosophy exam) looking at Kant, Nietzsche, Sartre, etc. And you know what? I'm going to study for it starting tonight instead of waiting until the last minute! I need to do exceptionally well to make up for all of the reading responses that I missed due to absentmindedness. Luckily, since there are so many philosophers and behaviorally that we are covering, I don't have to know too much about each one, not that I don't want to know more. It's just that it works to my advantage this time around. (I don't know if you know, but I remember a song called "This Time Around" [I think that's what it was] by Michael Fredo that Tommy Hilfiger was promoting, and now that's stuck in my head.)
Snap I totally forgot I have an online quiz to do. Gotta go!
Well, I'm sitting around the computer lab waiting around for a source for my sidebar story. I think I just need one more person, but since I can't interview comm majors I don't know too many people to talk to. I contacted everyone I could think of in hope they could either be interviewed today or know of some people that I could interview.
This evening is going to be hectic. It takes a while to crank out stories, and this time I'll be cranking out two. My professor approved of the ideas, so that's out of the way. I don't think I'll have too much of a hard time. I'll just have to stay focused. I could stall a bit on Friday to squeeze one more interview. Takes 10 points away (it's an 100 pt. assignment) if I don't have enough sources, so I'm not too bad off. However, I do like to get as many points as I possibly can.
In the mean time, I was thinking about creating a news blog...the only thing is I don't really know what to do it on. I should do one since more and more journalists are blogging. I thought about having a site that was dedicating to bringing important, underexposed stories to the forefront. It'll be a project that I'll start in the summer, but I need to figure out what I want to do for it. Any ideas?
Anderson Cooper said in his memoir that during the Terri Shriavo ordeal he started to think he had became what he once hated. To put this in context, when his brother died back in 1988 he remember all of the reporters and paparazzi trying to snap pictures and get the story when at the time, all he and his mother wanted was a quite time of mourning. What if I become someone that I dislike? Suddenly it's all about getting the story and not about helping to make a difference. What if I become numb to what's going on in the world? Do I really want to do this?
Suddenly I'm drawn to rethink I career path. I can't just be a novelist--I have to do other things. I know I won't be happy just sitting in a cubicle. Then I realize there are so many stories to be told, so many voices to be heard that for me to not continue on doing what I'm doing will ultimately make me unhappy.
Alright, enough of me thinking about that. I'm bored, and I guess I should be working on my story memo to send to my professor, but I don't feel like it. I'm waiting around on campus because there is a meeting that is meant to talk about all of those concerns that students have once they graduate. Since this relates to the stories that I'm doing, I figured this would be a good time to find some sources. I really want to go to bed, but I can't. Damn it!!!!
For this story my professor only wants sources that either work or attend my uni, so unfortunately I won't be... read more
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