Hellish Friday.
Today (hey I haven't gone to bed yet so it's still Friday to me even if it is officially Saturday) was a roller coaster of a day.
First it started out badly with me being chastised about things as minor as cereal consumption by my mom. To make a dull story incredibly short, because Mark and I have been (though she makes it seem like I ate most of it) eating too much cereal she's not going to buy anymore. I have more important things to stress over, so I don't care. I really don't care, it's not like I don't have a job and I can't buy my own damn cereal whenever I feel like it.
I felt a bit better after airing my complaints about MURL (now this is worth stressing over!) to geofflb via Gmail chat this morning. Though we spent most of the time complaining about that class I was able to make some decent progress on some of my homework while chatting. It wasn't until shortly after chatting with him and getting a phone call from one of my group members did my day go downhill.
What could be worse than a cereal ban to a cereal junkie? Finding out that Friday lab hours for MURL were no more and as a result the person designated to get the camera in our group was unable to do so. Since she was at work she told me to call the professor in charge of broadcast and I did just that. After being reminded that we had extra time to do the story (meeting-up and setting up times to interview people took time!) she tried to help us by finding another camera within the broadcast sections of Temple's journalism school. There weren't any cameras free to use and it was too late to reserve one from the equipment office. So at worse I felt that we'd have to do everything on Monday including the filming and the editing and turn it in on Tuesday.
Luckily the day picked up when I had all but given up hope. Another group member had a film major friend with a camera and we'll be able to use that for tomorrow. As for a quality hand-held microphone, I don't know if we'll be able to do that or not but at this point it's too late to worry about it. I'm extremely tempted to bypass the MURL office for equipment and just return to the joy (sarcasm alert!) of the regular journalism department's equipment office. At least they're reliable, they don't change their hours suddenly and they have equipment though you have to jump through lots of hoops to actually check it out. Hmm, I'm starting to see why balto_mike uses his own camera and video editing software for his film projects, borrowing equipment is such a pain on so many levels.
My day then went downhill again after I tried to order some merchandise out of a catalogs as a favor to my mom. New buyers would get 40% off and she was going to reimburse me for the money I'd have spent. Unfortunately I couldn't order the merchandise she wanted when she handed me the catalog because I was just too busy. I noted that the sale ended on the 14th of April so I felt if I ordered before April I'd be okay. So I went to order the merchandise only to find that it was sold out completely and there wasn't a backorder listed on the item. After telling my mom this I was blamed for waiting too long to order it (as if I didn't feel bad enough already) and I'll probably be hearing about this for a while.
As if school wasn't stressful enough, now these little things at home are biting me like little venomous snakes. If the end of the school semester wasn't so close I'm not sure if I'd be able to make it on a variety of levels. Though I might spend quite a bit of my Monday morning with other students in MURL airing my complaints about that class and the problems it has to the heads of the department.
Right now, sleeping away my stress sounds good. I can't be too emo if I'm going to be any help to my group members for that said project.
First it started out badly with me being chastised about things as minor as cereal consumption by my mom. To make a dull story incredibly short, because Mark and I have been (though she makes it seem like I ate most of it) eating too much cereal she's not going to buy anymore. I have more important things to stress over, so I don't care. I really don't care, it's not like I don't have a job and I can't buy my own damn cereal whenever I feel like it.
I felt a bit better after airing my complaints about MURL (now this is worth stressing over!) to geofflb via Gmail chat this morning. Though we spent most of the time complaining about that class I was able to make some decent progress on some of my homework while chatting. It wasn't until shortly after chatting with him and getting a phone call from one of my group members did my day go downhill.
What could be worse than a cereal ban to a cereal junkie? Finding out that Friday lab hours for MURL were no more and as a result the person designated to get the camera in our group was unable to do so. Since she was at work she told me to call the professor in charge of broadcast and I did just that. After being reminded that we had extra time to do the story (meeting-up and setting up times to interview people took time!) she tried to help us by finding another camera within the broadcast sections of Temple's journalism school. There weren't any cameras free to use and it was too late to reserve one from the equipment office. So at worse I felt that we'd have to do everything on Monday including the filming and the editing and turn it in on Tuesday.
Luckily the day picked up when I had all but given up hope. Another group member had a film major friend with a camera and we'll be able to use that for tomorrow. As for a quality hand-held microphone, I don't know if we'll be able to do that or not but at this point it's too late to worry about it. I'm extremely tempted to bypass the MURL office for equipment and just return to the joy (sarcasm alert!) of the regular journalism department's equipment office. At least they're reliable, they don't change their hours suddenly and they have equipment though you have to jump through lots of hoops to actually check it out. Hmm, I'm starting to see why balto_mike uses his own camera and video editing software for his film projects, borrowing equipment is such a pain on so many levels.
My day then went downhill again after I tried to order some merchandise out of a catalogs as a favor to my mom. New buyers would get 40% off and she was going to reimburse me for the money I'd have spent. Unfortunately I couldn't order the merchandise she wanted when she handed me the catalog because I was just too busy. I noted that the sale ended on the 14th of April so I felt if I ordered before April I'd be okay. So I went to order the merchandise only to find that it was sold out completely and there wasn't a backorder listed on the item. After telling my mom this I was blamed for waiting too long to order it (as if I didn't feel bad enough already) and I'll probably be hearing about this for a while.
As if school wasn't stressful enough, now these little things at home are biting me like little venomous snakes. If the end of the school semester wasn't so close I'm not sure if I'd be able to make it on a variety of levels. Though I might spend quite a bit of my Monday morning with other students in MURL airing my complaints about that class and the problems it has to the heads of the department.
Right now, sleeping away my stress sounds good. I can't be too emo if I'm going to be any help to my group members for that said project.