There was no sugar in my sample.
Pending a drug test and a background check, I'll have my first job in the television industry. I can't really describe my excitement. I could, but it would sound like I was being all full of myself. And that's the last thing I want to be. So next year, it's 18 hours of school, 10 hours of Tiger TV, and 25 hours of KSAT per week. I typed out my schedule in MS Excel, and (in a fit of Compulsion®) I color coded it. I kid not.
I'm not kidding.
Anyway, I have time to do everything I need to do next year, and others before me have had it worse. They've had more work to do in much less pleasant conditions. I'm a very lucky girl.
The only person who ever strikes up conversation with me online is Drew. And he makes me feel guilty about stuff I don't even do. In fact, I'm only writing this half-assed and inexpressive entry to get him off my back. I'm excited about the KSAT thing, but I wanted to put it into a novella or an epic poem that I would post here. Instead, Drew's making me jump the gun. What the hell else am I going to prattle on about? The couple of stand-out shows on ABC's fall lineup? I think I'm the only kind of person who would care about that media-nerd crap. Instead, here I am, left with the first line I wrote in my entry:
Oh, you people.
I'm not kidding.
Anyway, I have time to do everything I need to do next year, and others before me have had it worse. They've had more work to do in much less pleasant conditions. I'm a very lucky girl.
The only person who ever strikes up conversation with me online is Drew. And he makes me feel guilty about stuff I don't even do. In fact, I'm only writing this half-assed and inexpressive entry to get him off my back. I'm excited about the KSAT thing, but I wanted to put it into a novella or an epic poem that I would post here. Instead, Drew's making me jump the gun. What the hell else am I going to prattle on about? The couple of stand-out shows on ABC's fall lineup? I think I'm the only kind of person who would care about that media-nerd crap. Instead, here I am, left with the first line I wrote in my entry:
Oh, you people.