I forget how funny frat stars are

Like OMG you guys, it’s like college all over again!

Apparently at our hotel has been overrun with USC students going to the USC v. Cal game at Berkeley tomorrow. At first we thought it was a frat/srat function, but upon confirmation (by actually talking to them), it was because of the game.

Step down into the hotel lobby and back 4 years in time. The hotel floors are almost like the dorms, complete with drunk kids stumbling about, empty bottles of Smirnoff and muffled yells.

I was finally going back up to my room (after waiting for like 2 elevators of drunken frat boys and sorority girls) when two frat boys stepped on our elevator, which otherwise would have been the Sober Express. As much as I like confusing drunk people, I like listening to them even more.

Frat 1: Dude, we’re not on the 16th floor.
Frat 2: I know. We’re in a different tower.
Frat 1: Okay. Just making sure. But we have to go get the alcohol.
Frat 2: No way, Taylor said we had enough already!
Sober person on elevator: How old are you boys?
Frat 1: 21. Old enough to get drunnnk. Sorry, you picked the wrong weekend to stay here.
Frat 2: I’m just going to apologize in advance for how I’m going to act in a couple hours.

By this point, everyone else has already left the elevator and now it’s just me and the bros and they’re like, “You look fun. Why does everyone hate us? It’s not like we’re mean when we’re drunk. Those people never had fun in college.”

Well, at least journalists can hold their liquor much better, says my roommate.

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta (and also back)

So since the last time I posted, so many things happened. In no particular order (except for maybe loosely chronological), here we go:

Finished the in-depth reporting project

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At my university, all journalism majors (professional sequences, so print and broadcast tracks, not mass communications people) must take a six-week in-depth reporting course in the spring. Teams of three to four people report on one topic of importance to the community and put together a website with multimedia elements and also mini packages. My group’s topic was the county landfill closing in 2012 and the preliminary plans for the county’s trash. It wasn’t the most urgent or pressing topic, but it was interesting to see how a landfill works. It was less interesting to wade around through trash and flies to get that good sound and pictures of a compactor.

But finally, after countless late nights in the J-School, it is finally finished and sexy. I’m happy with it for the most part, especially the colors and the header graphic.

Graduated from university

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(photo courtesy of my friend’s dad) I finally did it! I now have a Bachelor of Arts in Journalism and History (though the BA stands for Bad Ass). My degree is framed somewhere in my messy room. I never thought I’d admit this, but I miss college already. Or, I actually miss my college friends already. It sucks not having them 5 minutes away and more like 2,000 miles. That’s the worst.

Started my summer internship for a TV news station in my hometown
It’s been good to me. I’m not a broadcast girl (sorry De) after discovering that I liked the Web side better (and after Fahey or someone telling me that I have a great face for radio) and that’s where all the news is going to end up anyway. Thinking ahead. At my internship, I’ve been basically a web producer for the station’s website for the past month or so, repackaging broadcast elements into something a little more readable and print-friendly with clearly the chillest people in the newsroom.

Apart from the web desk, I sat on the assignment desk for a few traumatizing times (seriously, 5 police scanners going crazy freaks me out a little), went on a few shoots with reporters and photogs (hilarious and outrageous times), logged interviews, gave scripts to anchors and pretended to be a reporter and read things off the prompter to help with some training thing. Oh, and I work nights, so I never see my friends, which sucks.

But being in the newsroom itself is just great. I hear the most random stuff (today: “THE POWER OF REGIS!”) because I always pick the worst time to eavesdrop on a conversation. Working on that. People at my internship are so different and their own characters interacting is so entertaining that this experience would be great fodder for some sort of The Office-esque sitcom. Once I ride this through, I’m going to conceptualize and pitch this. It will be epic and make me lots of money because maybe I’m not the only one sick of cop shows on TV (except for Law & Order: SVU, obvs). It will be called something like “The Newsroom” or something like that. Watch for it.

PS: I am now on LinkedIn, hire me please if you’re a media company on the east coast.

Done, but so not done for

Bless God, the weeks of joyful inactivity and joyness have finally arrived. Now that I am not super busy, I honestly don’t know what to do with myself or my extra time.

I feel confident about my term this fall. I had an egregriously difficult term (thank you RR), but I had a pretty okay finals week. I had 3 research papers due in a 3 day radius of each other and only one final (which was scheduled).

I feel okay about my history class, RR, and Asian art history, but I’m a little ehhh about j-ethics. Our final paper was a 8-15 page “scholarly” critique of the NYT code of ethics and I only had 2 days to write it. Oh well.

I’m not spending my spring break in South Africa as planned (literally everyone else going canceled because of “the economy”). I’m so bummed! I really really wanted to go. Capetown, South Africa >>>>> New York and Boston / Carribean cruise? but those are still pretty sweet alternatives and it will be nice to spend the time with my friends before we graduate! Oh noes, seriously, where did the time go?

But then again, I’m ready for something new. I’ve done this college thing for the past 3ish years and I want a change.

Maybe not as huge of a change as a sizeable population of my high school pool who are proposing/are engaged/are married already/are babymakers.  Is it wrong that I’m really weirded out by that?

When are you going to do all the crazy fun stuff you’re supposed to when you’re young  when you have to worry about a spouse (can’t get too crazy) or an effing baby? I really don’t see the point in all that.

Yes, I think it’s good to eventually get married and have the children and such, but there will be time for all that stuff. For now, at least for me, I will be free from all that responsibility and enjoy being part of the young folks. I was a very good kid and I have a lot to make up for.

THE BEST-LAID PLANS: graduate from college, go work and have fun in DC (make use of my journalism degree anywhere in the District– WaPo, Times, Independent, The Atlantic, JESS3), also joining me in DC are most of my best college friends (C: changing the world because I know she will, KD: living happily with her accountant boyfriend/future husband, B: medical school at Georgetown), visit the locations I missed during my Grand Tour last year (pretty much Spain, Italy, and visit at least every continent except Antarctica), meet my future Jewish husband, convert to Judaism, get married, have the children, raise the children while still doing some form of writing part-time, go back to Copenhagen, stay in touch with my college friends, buy my mom a house in Virginia with a free-range farm, start a foundation/scholarship for and promoting minorities to enter journalism (I’m thinking of calling it “Minorities Report” or something like that), purposely missing my recurrent high school and college reunions because I’ll be overseas or covering something more important than fake schmoozing, and living a happy and fulfilled life.

I’m excited.

What does Charlie the Unicorn have in common with Indian laborer Prakash?

Answer: “What happened? Aughh, they took my friggin’ kidney!”

ETA: added the last of the clips from RR in Resume + Clips

Thanksgiving: excellent stuffing, perpetually stuffed.

So, my Thanksgiving was nothing short of awesome, but maybe too short.

Again, it’s always the same time of year where I remember that I have much, much, much to be thankful for. I’m not allowed to complain about anything because (abridged list): I have a mom, family, and God who loves me, I have friends who love me, I have a healthy and functioning body (not sick yet), my brain still works and I will succeed, I’m going places, The Economist, all Kashi products, Twitter, and things of the like.

Thanksgiving dinner was awesome too. Whole Foods cooked us the traditional dinner, and my mom made me turkey egg rolls (there are some in my suitcase, TSA better not have taken them). Delightful. It’s been a year since I tasted the awesomeness of my mom’s egg rolls, and it was definitely worth it. I will say that Whole Food’s stuffing was really good, because I don’t normally like stuffing but I liked theirs. Odd. And this year, I totally didn’t overeat, which was awesome.

The next day, I was a brave soul and did Black Friday at 6 am with my mom and one of her friends. Outrageous. We hit up one of the major malls in the area, and there were SOOOO MANY people at 6:00 am. Most of them were teenyboppers, which I am really surprised about. And the food court was open at 6:00 also, so you could’ve picked up some Sbarro to fuel your shopping adventure. How crazy is that?

I thought that with the economy sucking and in its current trajectory, people would spend less. However, I guess it makes sense that Black Friday sales went up 3%. More people have less money and want to stretch their dollar as much as possible, and getting up to pay $1600 for a 42” plasma TVs is worth it. But is getting that TV or Wii or Xbox worth someone’s life? I’m still really aghast and appalled at the fact that SOMEONE EFFING DIED after being stampeded by hundreds of people for cheap electronics.

 In my case, I didn’t have to resort to any violence. I bought a couple pairs of jeans for super cheap from Anchor Blue (don’t hate; I can fit in their jeans and I like it), 2 cute cardigans from Ann Taylor Loft (one was like $12), a patent leather belt from White House/Black Market, and a really cute silk scarf from Charlotte Russe (don’t judge; I normally think it’s a shitty quality teenybopper store but newsflash, they do have some acceptable accessories). Grand total: roughly $37! Yup.

I didn’t get nearly as much work done as I wanted to do, so that means I am forced to make the most of my time as much as I can. Ugh. 2 research papers due this week and 1 final, but at the end it will be Christmas break. Yay!!

I also didn’t see any friends from home this past week—it was just too short and crazy for anyone else other than my family. Football was a little disappointing. I kinda expected Seattle to lose on Thanksgiving (it’s SEATTLE), but I was hoping to be pleasantly surprised. But Oregon State losing to Oregon? By a lot?  Come on Beavs, what was that? Now USC will most likely go to the Rose Bowl = lame.

For now, I’ll be MIA for the next two weeks on matters of substance as I give 2 presentations, turn in 2 research papers, and take 1 final. Wish me well.