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|Thursday, July 4th, 2013|
It has been...three years, one month, and 28 days since my last journal entry.
I know that barely anyone still uses LiveJournal anymore, since everyone has migrated over to Facebook. Everyone
. However, I like to think of this journal as something that will stand the test of time, being a more comprehensive picture of my life than the mere snapshots in Facebook...which I...hardly use anyways, actually!
Let's see, to update.... My time at WGN American was amazing, and I made a lot of great contacts over there. Not long after graduation, I went to work for a video production company, but due to reasons I'd rather not share publicly, we had to part ways. I should point out that it was an amicable parting, and we're both on good terms :) From there, this college-graduated guy went to work for a taxi cab company, where I got robbed, and that
put an end to that
. So I decided to work at Walmart, while training to become an EMT. I became certified, I left Walmart, and...instead I now work at a pharmaceutical company as one of their drivers.
It's a fantastic job, actually :) I sit in a van for hours at a time while on the roads of Indiana, delivering medicine to nursing homes and hospitals that need it. All the company I have is the radio and/or an audiobook. Occasionally, I'm reminded how scary the roads can be, like when somebody pulls out in front of me in the middle of nowhere and nearly causes an accident, but I think this job's worth it. I'm out there helping
people! These people need
There was another big event that's happened to me, but due to a possible stalker, I'll leave it unsaid.
Anyways, today is Independence Day, 2013. Outside, there have been fireworks being let off all day, and some of these are loud
. Some of these explosions echo through the streets, hitting each house with a mild concussive force. I love this country, I do. I think America is a fantastic nation. The politicians flub it up big
time, though, but despite all their greed and meddling, I think that the premise of this country is amazing, and I'm blessed to live here. May God indeed
bless America. Let's hope that the country gets better and settles into something beneficial for everyone
, instead of just the elite.
I don't know who will read this, but I figured I should go and write something. I'll have this journal as long as the LJ servers still exist, so why not
update it, y'know? Anyhow, I hope you, whoever you are reading this, are doing well :)
|Friday, May 7th, 2010|
Well, yesterday, I had my last class ever.
...well, "ever" has a bit of finality to it; I should probably say "in all likelihood, ever," since I don't know what the future holds, but essentially, I don't have to go to class anymore. That was my last college class, I'll be graduating with a degree in Broadcasting, and now I'm faced with the real world.
I have lived a very, very blessed life. My dad has taken care of me these past years in exchange for me being at home and helping to take care of my disabled mother. However, I can't stay in the nest forever, and there will come a time I will have to get up and leave. I know a number of normal, average people who have stayed with their parents into their thirties, just because it was a great help to both them and their parents. I know I'm not going to be staying around this region for the rest of my life, but now, faced with the prospect of leaving...crap, where do I start?
I'd like to get into video production, and though I can do essentially anything (including be in front of the camera), I like being a video editor. For now, though, I'm an intern at WGN in Chicago. It's pretty nice :) I LOVE working there. Doing video work all day is freaking awesome. Friday, I put together a giant load of commercials advertising some WWE show. Sure, it was "lowly," but I didn't mind!
When I took the class Advanced Television, my professor encouraged us all to essentially go out to California, out to Hollywood. This does sound nice, but I don't think I could see myself doing that. I don't know where I want to take my life, but I just know I want to be in video production, and I want to make enough money to live and be happy. I'm thankful there are always going to be people who need videos and I can take my craft literally all over the world (and some people do
), but change, responsibility, and the future are big scary things, y'know?
For now, I'm just wondering where to get started
after my internship at WGN ends. I'm doing freelance (for MEGA cheap, trust me) and continuing to make YouTube videos. This summer, I'll be doing a few I've been wanting to do for awhile and I'm really looking forward to them! I think you'll enjoy them too.
For now, though, I guess I'm just a bit scared. Here's to trying to make a living off video!
Here's my latest video :) I went flat-out silly with it and I loved it. Holy crap, who's that at 1:26
|Wednesday, March 31st, 2010|
|Where have the heroes gone?
Our world sucks.
That's about something as certain as death, taxes, and some would say the Cubs winning the Pennant. Our world sucks, and it sucks a lot. If you look at the world with wide, seeing eyes, you'll see the corruption, filth, injustice, and general wrongness of just about everything out there. There is a story of corruption with your bottled water, there are testimonies against the fluoride in your toothpaste, your food will make you fat and obese, nothing is healthy anymore, the air you breathe is going to give you cancer, the clothes you wear were made in sweatshops by overworked and underpaid below-poverty-level workers, addictions are thought of as normal things to have in life, lies are told and spread as truth and the public never questions it, people who claim themselves to be leaders and bastions of good harbor deep-seated corruption, guns are sold legitimately and illicitly to people who will do and know nothing but mindless hate and violence, those guns are put into the hands of children and they are expected to fight a man's war not for an ideal but because they are told, people starve and die from their hunger every four seconds, a very large percentage of the world's population does not have clean water
to drink, and even though there are more than enough resources to go around to the entire world
, there are greedy and corrupt men who deny the population, signing papers and making deals out of the public's eye, who live lavishly and benefit off their millions upon millions upon millions of dollars they get from their deals, and the world does not know, and it continues to live in the festering stew of its own filth that humanity continues to perpetuate.( A call to the world to stop suckingCollapse )
|Wednesday, December 30th, 2009|
The rumors of my death have been slightly--okay, maybe I used that line before.
Crud, crud, crud, what's an original way to start out this entry, making sure I have two
entries I made for 2009.... Well, I could prattle on about a story involving international espionage, global conspiracies, a genetic secret, a plot that went all the way up to the top beyond
the president, and along the way my friends and family became involved, all to a soundtrack done by the New York Symphony Orchestra. Friendships and allegiances were forged and shattered, as we drew closer and closer to the secrets, death-defying and unlikely chase scenes ensued, and in the end, it turned out, entirely unbeknownst to me, I
was the villain all along! After a complicated resolution, everyone went home with their views of the world and universe entirely changed for ever, and just before everyone had gone, someone uttered the line, "...or is it?"
Of course, that's a whole
lot more interesting than what's really
been going on with me. Sure, school's been going nicely, and I'm reeeeaaally, really glad the semester's out and I'm graduating next semester. This semester was a jerk, but that was mostly because of my Communication Law class. Next semester will ideally be easy-peasy, having only two classes (one was optional), but things never do end up working how I'd like.
I've also been interning at the Indiana Welcome Center...or the Lake Country Convention Bureau...or, um, something like that, geez, too many names. The job went well, I made a few videos, both as editor and talent, despite
my protests at being said talent, because...well, I'm far from someone who's eloquent, and when your futile attempts at structuring a smooth flow of words is forever captured on camera, you wish someone else could have been standing up there instead. My boss believed in me, though, and everyone there at the Welcome Center enjoyed my work, not to mention the Broadcasting Professor from Hell (a term used with affection, plus she gladly accepts said title, I assure you all), Professor O'Connor, says I have true acting Talent, and thinks I could make a good actor. Here's to hoping some day I'll get the chance to prove her right.
However, something that inspired me to make this post, despite wanting to update you, my friends, on my life, as well as make another journal entry before the new year is out, was to share with you a video that's been in production...geez, for way, far too long. I won't go into the gory details, but essentially, in August, I was given the paid opportunity to travel to New York and Washington D.C. for the purposes of the Air Guitar World Championship, and with a bit of prompting, I finally obliged, and I made a video concerning the whole affair, which you can view...right below. Post-production was fraught with difficulties, such as issues with getting the footage into a usable format, malfunctioning microphones, microphones that just have sucktacular sound quality (some of which unfortunately can still be heard), occasional program crashes, and difficulties with my paid artist...it's done. It's not technically perfect, but thankfully, I think 99% of the video's viewers aren't going to outright shun me for the couple of audio errors.
So, I hope you all enjoy "Air Trip." It's in four pieces, and no matter what your opinion might be of a championship for air guitar
(srsly!), to it, this video simply says "yes." Just click the link at the end of each piece to advance. I hope you've all been doing well!
|Saturday, February 14th, 2009|
|So it's that day, huh?
The rumors of my death have been slightly exaggerated, though they've not been far off the mark. Right from the start of this semester, I've been getting my butt kicked hard. Having Professor O'Connor for two classes (back-to-back days, no less) has been rather unpleasant, though I still do value her tutelage and insight of the Broadcast world. A number of ginormous projects she'd assigned for both classes are now finished, and I'm hoping the semester will ease up on me now (aside from one project, which involves working with some unpleasant, frame-inaccurate video editing equipment). Sleep hasn't been something I've been terribly familiar with for awhile, and while I do
try to stay away from their use, I've been having a good number of energy drinks.
Continuing on, though, I do believe it's customary that I make a post on Valentine's Day, so here you are. Years ago, I was rather bitter at the "conditional holiday," but now I've reconciled to rather embrace Valentine's Day as a day for love for all
. Romantic love is definitely
not the only kind of love out there, and if you're reading this, I can guarantee you that you've definitely got a space in my heart. I hope all of you don't forget to share your love with anybody and everybody you know.
I do believe it's also customary during this day to go link to my Valentines archive
! Yes, it's been updated since last year, and I encourage anyone who finds anymore good ones to link me to them :) Take care, everyone, and I hope you've all been doing well!
"Kali ma" means "I love you!" ^_^
|Sunday, November 23rd, 2008|
A full decade ago, I was 16 and began driving. Mom had her green mini-van, Dad had his bright blue Durango, I had my deteriorating blue mini-van, and I absolutely l<3
ved it. It was the best piece of crap I'd ever had! I had my license for a couple weeks, when the unthinkable happened -- the price of gas jumped! It was $1.40! People were outraged
. There were protests and plans for protests. People were even saying they were going to ride their bike instead as a way of boycotting oil. $1.40 for gas?! How appalling....
...okay, well, everyone reading this knows how absolutely laughable that is now. Over the summer, I think at one point I was paying $4.30-something here in Indiana for gas, possibly more. Nobody liked the price of gas, but there wasn't anything anyone could do about it. People actually grew nostalgic about "the times when gas was only $3 a gallon." Well...those times are past us...aren't they. The lowest I've seen gas so far is $1.68, and it just keeps on dropping.
I've heard a lot
of different theories about what's happening, and I've found not too many people agree. Granted, some sources are more credible than others (the Wall Street Journal compared to my dad's pessimism), but I think all of them are potentially valid to some degree. I am fully willing to admit that I'm not an economist and there is a lot I don't understand. The most valid theory I've heard (Wall Street Journal) is that of supply-and-demand. Due to a number of contributing factors, the demand for oil is currently surprisingly low, the value of the American dollar has risen, and thus, oil's price has dropped dramatically.
Despite what Americans might think, we are not
the only people in the world. Just because a Doublestack from Wendy's will always be 99 cents here doesn't mean it will always be so in other countries, and vice-versa concerning us for other (though less tasty) items. The global market's like that.
I've also heard that, with the stock market crash the other month, people panicked and sold their stocks of oil, wanting to get the best price possible. Dad also fumed to me that the oil company's dropped the price, wanting the American people to think we were doing well, and to then reelect a Republican president, so they can continue to make their billions and billions of dollars. Bush has been accused (possibly rightly so) of being an oil monger and that was the impetus of us going to Iraq (a good majority of Americans at the time thought Iraq had something to do with 9/11), and has allowed the oil companies to go about and do as they please, and artificially inflate the price of oil. This pessimistic and cynical viewpoint permeates throughout the surprisingly poetic Flash game, "Oiligarchy
." For those with an hour to kill who enjoy simulation games, try to get to the end.
I suspect the oil companies actually have
been making a good profit throughout all this, though. Billions of dollars have been made, and while, yes, a good deal of that goes towards maintaining and furthering its business, a lot has also been stashed away. With all that privately owned money, I'm seriously wondering if it might be going towards something similar to the fictional Philosopher's Legacy
Wherever the truth lies, at least one thing remains constant -- I don't like oil. Yes, it might fuel the world and propel our cars, and that's what I think is the problem. At the risk of sounding like a hippy, I find the stuff to be a damaging crutch on which our world has become dependent. It's harmful to the environment and there's only a limited amount in the world itself. Efforts have been made in recent years to combat this with the introduction of hybrid and electric cars, as well as additives to fuel to make its exhaust more environmentally friendly. Our world only has so much, though, and I know its reserves won't last forever. It's a pity the human race has a history of living in the "now," rather than trying to tend to more long-term goals. In the meanwhile, fights have broken out concerning ownership and much blood has been spilled all for that oil, black gold, Texas T. Personally, I'd rather avoid any future wars that might erupt, due to the stuff. It's scary, but true -- humanity is also one of the world's limited resources.
|Friday, November 21st, 2008|
|I can see the light
It's come to my attention that in not long, December will be upon us. Of course, the passing of time and the changing of calendar dates mean a variety of things to people, and December to me means that the semester will be ending.( How this semester's been treating me, my uncle, and movie speculationsCollapse )
For the rest of you that don't feel like reading my entry, here, watch my latest video. Yes, save for John, I had no idea who any of these people were.
"People are already convinced the apocalypse is upon us. Instead, force world peace. See how nervous that
|Friday, November 7th, 2008|
So, ladies and gents, as I had hoped, Mr. Barrack Hussein Obama has won the election and is our "president-elect" (I've noticed people love
referring to him as that now). It's a good feeling and I fully admit to being very relieved when I heard he won. As I stated in a previous post, I don't fully trust politics, politicians, or the media, because every one of those is controlled by someone or something else, and who except the people themselves can really separate the facts from the lies? Remember that everything you see and hear in the media comes from someone else first!
So, Obama won. The world celebrated. Even in Japan, they had an interest in the election
and the candidates
(weird, huh?). I wanted to go to Grant Park to see the fuss, but I was stuck in group work for an assignment...and later, I found out that place was nuts
(I merely was in the area
of Obama's Highland rally, and traffic was frozen
in place!). However, something got me thinking...and of all things, it ended up being a South Park episode
.( Speculation (and links!)Collapse )
Roll that beautiful campaign footage!
|Friday, October 31st, 2008|
|Wednesday, October 22nd, 2008|
I suppose I should write something in here. I've not written anything since...geez, July. Well, hello again, internet, it has
been awhile. This semester has been completely kicking my butt, but I've been getting through it okay. However, there's something that's been going on. It's something obscure. I dunno, some of you might've heard something about it. Some "election" thing with these two guys.
Well...it's been made plenty and totally clear I don't like politics. I hate politics. HATE
politics. I don't keep up-to-date to a lot of the goings-on in the world and don't take an overt interest in politics and promises and such that candidates might make, because I know no one's ever going to be totally right and no one's ever going to be totally evil, because with politics -- and moreso with its factions' supporters -- it's all subjective. However, something that I've never, EVER liked is how ignorance plays such a big part.( Who wants to hear Mikey on politics?Collapse )
|Friday, July 4th, 2008|
Good morning. In less than an hour, aircraft from here will join others from around the world, and you will be launching the largest aerial battle in this history of mankind. Mankind -- that word should have new meaning for all of us today. We can't be consumed by our petty differences anymore. We will be united in our common interests. Perhaps its fate that today is the 4th of July, and you will once again be fighting for our freedom, not from tyranny, oppression, or persecution...but from annihilation. We're fighting for our right to live, to exist. And should we win the day, the 4th of July will no longer be known as an American holiday, but as the day when the world declared in one voice, "We will not go quietly into the night! We will not vanish without a fight! We're going to live on! We're going to survive!"
Today, we celebrate our Independence Day! :D
|Monday, June 30th, 2008|
|And believe me, I am still alive
Hey again, folks! I know it's been awhile since I've updated here, but honestly...at the risk of sounding like a broken record, there's not been too much
to really report. I've been going to school, I went to Anime Central at the beginning of May, got to hang out with my buddies Kristen and Liz, and recently went to Jafax (where, for once, I didn't volunteer). My dad also retired last month, he's really thankful for that, but at the same time, his back's been getting worse. He recently had surgery for it, and while it did help him, he's rather pessimistic about the results, and expects he'll eventually need spinal fusion (and that's not good). With him being home more now, he doesn't have to spend so much money on Mom's caretakers, but he still has folks come over to help her, because of all the lifting involved in transporting and taking care of Mom (no way he's
lifting her up with his back). Though I can't be home as often as I'd like (summer school, and all), I still help out whenever I'm able to at home. Anyways...that's been about it. I'm sure most you people reading through your Friends page have probably ignored this block of text, so it's time to break it up now! :D
My newest music video is finished and on the internet now. It competed over at Anime Central and Jafax, and while it didn't win at Acen ("a close second," I was told, though!), it did
win over at Jafax -- it won Best of Comedy, Audience Choice, and Best of Show :D :D :D While I got three faux engraved glass trophies for it (you can barely make out one on the shelf by my knee in the pic below), I was also given the entire Deathnote
manga. Deathnote's actually a series I semi-regularly tried to keep up with, ever since my buddy Biccy introduced me to the online scanlations, and since then, I usually grabbed a cookie or something at a B&N, then read a volume in the cafe. Having the whole series now's kinda a treat! I also won a, um...zip-up tie which I honestly wouldn't be caught dead wearing in public.
(blatant L pose! :D )
I uploaded it onto YouTube a couple days ago after a lot of delays, didn't get any response for awhile, I went and took a nap...and the next time I checked my e-mail, I suddenly had around 30 comments, and they kept coming in
. Right now, the vid has about 2,000 hits, and it's barely been three days! o_O I knew I'd edited together a good video, but I wasn't expecting such a ravenous response (thanks, Risembool Rangers!). The video took me about 2 months of work of watching anime, downloading/ripping footage, and editing it all together. My girlfriend made all the original animation. And overall, we're quite pleased...and so is the singer
! (I met him at Acen, and he hugged me when he found out who I was! :D ). I hope you all enjoy it as well! =)
|Saturday, May 3rd, 2008|
|By forced request
"...'uh? What? Who's there?" It was dark in my room still. It took me a few seconds from wondering who was there to what
she was doing in my room.
"It's been awhile, you know," another girl's voice sounded. "People on the internet have been wondering what's happened to you."
"What're you talking about?" I asked, panic starting to sink in. "Wait, why can't I move?! Hey
"It was a precaution~...!" The lights came on.
"Oh holy crap
"Mi~ke...!" the one with the chainsaw sweetly said. "You have something to do!"
"Update your LiveJournal," the one with the hacksaw said.
"Update your Livejournal!" the others echoed.
"( Actual entryCollapse )
|Thursday, February 14th, 2008|
|Happy love day!
A.k.a., "Happy VD!"
Well, it's February 14th again, so I suppose I should make a post. It's been...geesh, a long time since I've made a post in here. My apologies to everyone who's been wondering what's been going on with me! School's been going okay, though it's been sorta tough, but I'm doing okay. ...'least I hope
I'm doing okay!
Anyways, a lot of people take February 14th, the celebration of the beheaded rebellious Roman in love with the jailor's daughter, as a time to be ub3r sappy and dote over the current "love of their life." Well, they can do that as much as they want to...but I want to express to everyone that I wholeheartedly believe society as a whole has lost the meaning behind this day...but I'm sure all of you knew that anyways.
So, I want to make this post imploring all of you to take this day as a time to celebrate love. Romance and stuff is good and all, but there's more to love than just that. You love that double cheeseburger, don't you? You love clothes that just came out of the dryer. You love kittens. And you better
love your friends. So I'd like to ask that you all please take this as a time to celebrate love
of its forms! Today is NOT supposed to be "Singles Awareness Day." Today is NOT a conditional holiday. And you are NOT alone in this world. If you're reading this post, it's because you're a part of my life somehow, and therefore, to a certain degree, I love you. I love all you guys. So...go out there, and share your love with other people out there, and let people know how much you care. Love ya! ;D
P.S.: Belated mega happy birthday to Liz!
|Tuesday, December 25th, 2007|
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|Wednesday, November 14th, 2007|
I know that it really has been awhile since I've posted onto here, and I blame school. Yes, there are more reasons than that, but I'm going to just blame school >_> Scapegoats are easy like that.
...well, truthfully, school has
taken up a lot of my time during the past couple months. Studying, projects, and papers have dominated my time and continually been on my mind, seems like. This semester has actually really surprised me, because it's been surprisingly difficult! While the professor is easy-going, the class has caught me off-guard on a couple occasions. Economics ended up being a paper tiger -- the professor talked big around the start of it all, forced everything into our heads...then ended up being far easier than he'd been making it out to be! There are a number of students in the class, though, who don't understand it too easily (even with "cheat sheets" during tests), and haven't been doing too well. I consider myself blessed for picking up this stuff easily enough.
Something that hasn't
gone well, though, has been my Communications Theory class, which...well, it wasn't good. The professor was very, very
picky about what people wrote down, even going as far as to deduct points on the usage of exact wording and grammar
. For those who regularly read my journal, you've seen I'm very particular about my writing and following the rules of the English language...yet I got points deducted for writing things like "media is" instead of "media are!" (he was the first person I ever heard use it like that!) Granted, I admit I slacked off a little around the start of the semester (I unfortunately usually do anyways), but he's continued to kick my butt for this entire time. Once I even skipped Spanish class (it was the class right before) so that I could study hard, study hard, study hard, then took the test and (save for one question) answered beautifully
, and barely
made myself a C >_< I even studied the exact
material he told everyone would be on the test!
So I dropped the class. My life is better now.
Something that'd also been hanging over my head was that recreation of a Samurai Pizza Cats episode for the Children's Center. Ladies and gentlemen...it happened on Monday. We performed it. And it was a disaster...and it was awesome
!! XD Cues were missed, issues were had with changing costumes, people accidentally talked over one another, lines were forgotten, and the kids did general kid things during the performance. But at the end, everyone went away happy they did it, the children liked it (when they were paying attention...), and my professor agreed when I said, "It wasn't a complete
disaster." My friend Fawn said that she didn't want to help, but she did
want to go so she could laugh at us. But then...she thankfully decided to film us on her digital camera so the entire internet
could laugh at us! I laugh at myself all the time, so heck, yeah, once I appropriate the footage, I'll edit it and upload it onto YouTube myself! Botched SPC play for the win! Like a member of the SPC fanbase forums said, "Disasters are part of the Samurai Pizza Cats. Remember when the writers went on strike in the middle of an episode, and the Pizza Cats ended up crashing into a mountain?" I find it hilarious how that episode, written over a decade ago, ends up being relevant now.... XD
I believe that all the big stuff is behind me now, and for the next month-plus left of school, life should be easier and more laid back for me. I still really don't like the fact I dropped that class, but it was necessary. It wasn't worth almost killing myself with homework and stress over :/ Oh...speaking of the future, my parents are actually going out of town around Thanksgiving, going to visit our relatives in Washington! I get to stay here and keep the fort down! Whoooooo
, the house to myself for awhile! Boo
|Monday, September 17th, 2007|
|I'm too young to turn 25, dangit!!
I fail. >_< I freaking fail. I keep on failing at stopping time and ensuring that the anniversary of my mom screaming in labor doesn't come. My improv time machine
didn't work, my mental powers over time
didn't work, and neither did simply asking time to stop. I also have a Superman t-shirt, yet I can't go so fast counter-rotation around the Earth that I reverse time! If I can't stop time...then next year, I'll have to turn 26
!! =\ Do you know what that'll be like?!
I'm still young and thriving at heart, though. I imagine I'll be forever young in that aspect. I always tell people I'll be watching cartoons and playing videogames till the day I die.
Ahhh...but I know I've been losing my edge. Back some years ago, I was the best. There wasn't a system I couldn't be kept out of. My system only ran on a substandard processor with 2,000 bauds and I got connected to the internet through an underground phoneweb via a cross-over relay via a local network. It was amazing how I thought my 500 hertz modem was totally stellar. I remember hacking with an online gang into a megacorporation's database. They had watchdog progs set up to monitor the lines, but I managed to bypass them and blind their RAM. After dumping a sniffer auto-utility into their mainframe, I found my way in, then using a password creator with an Einsteinian logarithmic encoder, found their password, and accessed all of their nets. I totally ended up hacking their Gibson and seeing files in their folders (which were protected by maximum auto-feedback loop burner programs on their silver-wired hard disk drivers) that would send me straight to the CIA big house if I ever got caught. Heh, it's too bad for them they thought their 3,500-bit protection matrix could keep someone like me
from their files. They apparently were stupid and didn't think someone could actually create a multi-layered anti-retroactive brute force hack utility with multiple port scouter capability and coded Duros-authenticated adaptability. My set-up made the people out in Korea gaze in wonder and want to give up their development of those Pratchett-Adams machines. I don't know what ever happened to those things....
Oh yeah, those were good times, good times.... It's a shame the world's a different place now, ain't it?...for those who didn't get it, that's such a bullcrap hacker story XD
|Thursday, September 13th, 2007|
Okay, so a funny thing happened in Theater class....
See, Theater 138 and 238 students (first and second level) are placed in the same classroom. I needed a fourth class to fill in my schedule, so I decided to try out Theater once again. I had a lot of fun last time, got to meet some cool people, and though I didn't like entirely everything in the class, I still found it an enriching experience. So...Theater 238, Acting II, for me.
...but what I wasn't
expecting was for me to be the only
238 student in there. Oh, it's at this point I should let you know that generally the 238 students have more responsibility, more points graded on them, more things to do, and also have a large project for them to work on. You know...for all the 238 students to help out on, conglomerate upon, contribute towards.... I just wasn't expecting that I
would be the whole 238 class!
After the class let out, Professor Channing talked to me about previous projects. After she had gone on for a bit, I had to stop her. "I'm sorry...but just letting you know, when it comes to plays and musicals and all that, consider me completely
"Oh, so what kinds of things are you into?" she asked.
Well...I was honest. I started talking about anime and a couple titles out there, and at one point she even saw a picture on my cell phone of my Supreme Catatonic costume. She commented that it was a good Transformers costume, and I kindly corrected her, informing her of its Samurai Pizza Cats origin. She then asked me to tell her about this "Samurai Pizza Cats" show.
I won't go into all the detail...but just in case you're skimming through your LJ Friends page or want to get to the gooey part of this entry, my assignment is that around the middle of October, I am to recreate an episode of Samurai Pizza Cats in 15-20 minutes for 3-5 year olds at the Children's Center
. No, that was not typoed. No, I'm not crazy. Yes, I think she's
crazy...at least a little.
I'm really excited about this project, as well as terrified! Thankfully, the next class a week afterwards I found out there is one
more 238 student who's joined up, so that's something of a relief. Unfortunately...I need some more people. Professor Channing told me I could recruit some of my friends (...though keep it limited), as well as see if anyone from the 138's is interested. Plus I need to decide which episode I'd like to recreate, so I need to watch some episodes. Now when was the last time someone's assignment was to go have a Samurai Pizza Cats marathon? :D I love school now!
|Tuesday, September 4th, 2007|
|Wednesday, August 15th, 2007|
The other day, I had an amusing encounter at Tim Horton's. Others might have been upset at it all, but I found it quite entertaining! What happened was...I received terrible
It was a smaller place in an open market, so only one person was working there -- an older lady who virtually ignored me the first thirty seconds I was standing in line while she was organizing her money, only then to briefly glance at me and give me a, "...what do you want?" She definitely
wasn't very personable, hardly said a word to me, and generally ignored me the whole time, even when she found the hot smoothee machine to be busted and its parts requiring disassembly and washing (which took roughly five minutes). During that entire time, watching her, I couldn't help but think to myself, "Wow...this is terrible
! This is some of the worst customer service I've ever received! Awesome
, this doesn't happen to me every day!!" I think it's possible the entire ordeal lasted ten minutes, though it might have been a couple minutes shorter. Finally, without much exchange of words except to tell me the price, she handed me the hot smoothee and pointed to the donut rack behind her. "Have a donut for taking so long," she muttered, again barely audible. She insisted and I didn't want to seem rude. It's nice to find unexpected treats like this :) ...oh, um, and this was nowhere
around where I live, so nobody worry about having to deal with her any time soon ;D
Then I went home.( Juicy details contained within...!Collapse )
And that's exactly how it all happened.