Blogs..hah
So my family has fallen in love with blogs...first my aunt and uncle, then their kids, then my brother and his wife, then my sister, and today my mom. She was soooo excited to set hers up; it was pretty cute.
She asked me if I was gonna set up a family blog (she found this one which, although it amuses her, isn't the most intresting blog...mostly because I hesitate to write about rl) and I probably will...this summer.
Good news for this blog, actually, as I'll probably be more willing to write to that one and thus will include more things that I can cross-copy over here. Fun fun fun. C:
Speaking of blogs, I apparently need to add "professional bloggist" to my list of possible jobs. This last thursday night I was assigned a talk (a kind of mini, 5-minute sermon on an assigned topic) to give Sunday, and I literally couldn't work on it until Saturday night, and even then not really until Sunday morning. So with the assistance of more prayers than I can count, I scribbled out a talk. Apparently it was amazing, because everyone I passed in church was all "HOMGAWESOMETALK!! YOU SHOULD BE A PROFESSIONAL SPEECH PERSON THAT WAS SO GOOD", especially as the topic was apparently one of the hardest ones to tackle in a 5-minute talk...with a few hours of prep.
Later that night while we were playing something (Mario Kart y/n?) my Dad pulled me aside to tell me something along the lines of my talk being seriously good, and that "[he knows I] want to be an artist or something, but if that doesn't work out...[I] could be a journalist...or a television journalist...or a bloggist...". He threw in a few other ones, but the bloggist one made me laugh. Apparently, he doesn't know how bad I really am at writing these things. XD He just knows my mom likes to read blogs by people who get paid to write blogs.
I think the most amusing thing was how much faith he has in my career of choice. :P Well, I guess if I didn't know what graphic design was and thought it was just being a starving artist, I'd be nervous too.
She asked me if I was gonna set up a family blog (she found this one which, although it amuses her, isn't the most intresting blog...mostly because I hesitate to write about rl) and I probably will...this summer.
Good news for this blog, actually, as I'll probably be more willing to write to that one and thus will include more things that I can cross-copy over here. Fun fun fun. C:
Speaking of blogs, I apparently need to add "professional bloggist" to my list of possible jobs. This last thursday night I was assigned a talk (a kind of mini, 5-minute sermon on an assigned topic) to give Sunday, and I literally couldn't work on it until Saturday night, and even then not really until Sunday morning. So with the assistance of more prayers than I can count, I scribbled out a talk. Apparently it was amazing, because everyone I passed in church was all "HOMGAWESOMETALK!! YOU SHOULD BE A PROFESSIONAL SPEECH PERSON THAT WAS SO GOOD", especially as the topic was apparently one of the hardest ones to tackle in a 5-minute talk...with a few hours of prep.
Later that night while we were playing something (Mario Kart y/n?) my Dad pulled me aside to tell me something along the lines of my talk being seriously good, and that "[he knows I] want to be an artist or something, but if that doesn't work out...[I] could be a journalist...or a television journalist...or a bloggist...". He threw in a few other ones, but the bloggist one made me laugh. Apparently, he doesn't know how bad I really am at writing these things. XD He just knows my mom likes to read blogs by people who get paid to write blogs.
I think the most amusing thing was how much faith he has in my career of choice. :P Well, I guess if I didn't know what graphic design was and thought it was just being a starving artist, I'd be nervous too.