Page Breaks and Feeeeeeelings
I need a release. Here it is. TL;DR? I understand.
1. My life as of late has been entirely consumed by writing. I’m taking three (3) writing classes, a literature class, working as a writing tutor, and involved in two on-campus publications. I’m saturated in short stories by classmates and masters and total strangers. I can’t look at a magazine without thinking about tone, angle, and structure. Everything boils down to word choice and idea generation. When you major in the basis of all humanity, you can’t avoid it. They’re just twenty-six symbols, upstrokes and curved lines, but it’s everything. Television scripts, cereal box nutrition facts, mattress do-not-remove tags. Maybe it’ll make me a better writer, but more likely, the end of the semester will find me beaten down in the corner of my room mumbling non sequiturs. I signed up for this, right?
2. I somehow managed to get an internship riding the T yesterday. I was coming from an internship fair (ironic, no?) and ran into an old acquaintance from the Boston music scene*. He runs an alternative marketing agency (www.streetattack.com) and pretty much offered me a position on the spot. Not only that, he told me, and I quote from an email under 24 hours later, “I would love to create a project with you that you can really just take the lead on and we’ll give you all of the support you need to get it done.” What the hell? This sudden bestowal of responsibility is both nerve-wracking and exciting. But it makes sense. Nothing in my life has ever happened unless it’s been by some bizarre sequence of events or includes absurd circumstances. I understand this and try to be as open to it as possible.
This is also the first instance in which all the time wasting I did as an underclassman-I chalked it up to “networking” and “experience”-has actually paid off in a real way. Take that, grades.
3. Lately, I get really aggressive when I drink. I punched some dude I barely know last week for no reason. I am not very tough and everyone laughed, but it still concerns me. I think I’m restless.
4. Enough about me. Whatcha guys been up to? I want long, rambling paragraphs of details.
*It was Luke the drummer of Piebald, which only matters because later Nate exclaimed, "That's great! You're interning for Piebald! Maybe you can work your way up to Stuart's job."
Alyssa and JD know that this is x-posted to Studio U
1. My life as of late has been entirely consumed by writing. I’m taking three (3) writing classes, a literature class, working as a writing tutor, and involved in two on-campus publications. I’m saturated in short stories by classmates and masters and total strangers. I can’t look at a magazine without thinking about tone, angle, and structure. Everything boils down to word choice and idea generation. When you major in the basis of all humanity, you can’t avoid it. They’re just twenty-six symbols, upstrokes and curved lines, but it’s everything. Television scripts, cereal box nutrition facts, mattress do-not-remove tags. Maybe it’ll make me a better writer, but more likely, the end of the semester will find me beaten down in the corner of my room mumbling non sequiturs. I signed up for this, right?
2. I somehow managed to get an internship riding the T yesterday. I was coming from an internship fair (ironic, no?) and ran into an old acquaintance from the Boston music scene*. He runs an alternative marketing agency (www.streetattack.com) and pretty much offered me a position on the spot. Not only that, he told me, and I quote from an email under 24 hours later, “I would love to create a project with you that you can really just take the lead on and we’ll give you all of the support you need to get it done.” What the hell? This sudden bestowal of responsibility is both nerve-wracking and exciting. But it makes sense. Nothing in my life has ever happened unless it’s been by some bizarre sequence of events or includes absurd circumstances. I understand this and try to be as open to it as possible.
This is also the first instance in which all the time wasting I did as an underclassman-I chalked it up to “networking” and “experience”-has actually paid off in a real way. Take that, grades.
3. Lately, I get really aggressive when I drink. I punched some dude I barely know last week for no reason. I am not very tough and everyone laughed, but it still concerns me. I think I’m restless.
4. Enough about me. Whatcha guys been up to? I want long, rambling paragraphs of details.
*It was Luke the drummer of Piebald, which only matters because later Nate exclaimed, "That's great! You're interning for Piebald! Maybe you can work your way up to Stuart's job."
Alyssa and JD know that this is x-posted to Studio U