Week 1, kickstarting AASU again
First real week of classes is almost done. Schedule's okay, just a bitch to get up at 6:50 to catch a bus at 7:35-7:50, to get to school for my 8:30 photojournalism class. The first semester I live off campus. UF is one of the best photo schools in the country, yet we only have about 40-60 photojournalism majors. Some place in Western Kentucky is supposed to be the best--we're always second in the Photo Hearst Contest because they're first.
Yesterday I only had one class but was on campus for a long time because I had to interview lots of folks for an article for my reporting class on the Poster Sale. At first it felt awkward asking random people why they bought the posters that they did, but after awhile I just made it routine. If you say it fast and clear and try not to allow them to say no, then it usually works out well. For instance, don't say "can I get your name" but "I need your name, year, and major." I must have said that to about 10 people yesterday. I suppose asking a lot of people allows you to get a better grasp and feel for whatever your article is on. That and it probably makes it more interesting because you're not just banking on one good quote and centering the whole article on it.
I think the real problem in that class is going to be getting ideas for fresh stories every week. The only classes I come to classes for are reporting and photojournalism, so I don't have school on Fridays.
Lately I've been seeing lots of folks from Trusler, my freshman dorm. George, Anthony, Dwayne, Brian, David, and James all within one week. James, my old roommate, looks older.
AASU is tonight and yet again I am starting it off with just a handful of words. Last year I screamed racial slurs from the audience to start the poem. This year I am saying the title of the poem that Adam and Leo wrote "Token call for Change."
Yesterday I only had one class but was on campus for a long time because I had to interview lots of folks for an article for my reporting class on the Poster Sale. At first it felt awkward asking random people why they bought the posters that they did, but after awhile I just made it routine. If you say it fast and clear and try not to allow them to say no, then it usually works out well. For instance, don't say "can I get your name" but "I need your name, year, and major." I must have said that to about 10 people yesterday. I suppose asking a lot of people allows you to get a better grasp and feel for whatever your article is on. That and it probably makes it more interesting because you're not just banking on one good quote and centering the whole article on it.
I think the real problem in that class is going to be getting ideas for fresh stories every week. The only classes I come to classes for are reporting and photojournalism, so I don't have school on Fridays.
Lately I've been seeing lots of folks from Trusler, my freshman dorm. George, Anthony, Dwayne, Brian, David, and James all within one week. James, my old roommate, looks older.
AASU is tonight and yet again I am starting it off with just a handful of words. Last year I screamed racial slurs from the audience to start the poem. This year I am saying the title of the poem that Adam and Leo wrote "Token call for Change."