Appreciate the people in your life.
I hate to be the one to say this, but after having over five people in my life pass away, I think people my age need to realize how mortal we are. Seriously, give your friends a hug and don’t pretend that tomorrow is promised for you or them.
Week of hell
I had a realization Saturday when I was slaving away over my constitutional law textbook … if I can survive this week, I can do anything.
Keep traditions alive
I saw the news about the New Republic magazine. Chris Hughes, if you don’t mind me saying, I think The New Republic was fine as a print magazine. Sure, you’ll make more money this way, but there are a lot of people who enjoy that magazine as it is.
The New Republic
What a shame. I’m all for new start ups, but when over half of your editorial masthead resigns in protest, I’d imagine you would rethink upending an 100-year-old magazine.
Prepping for the ‘Exodus’
This week, the final biblical movie of the year will be released. Considering that every single biblical movie this year has been unimpressive and this one stars gravel-voice Batman, I have little hope for “Exodus: Gods and Kings.”
Why do we call this week “dead week?” Because it’s definitely always been the week when I have the most work to do. Not sure how well I can do that work if I’m deceased.
I don’t have time
Sorry, but I don’t have time to think of anything clever this week for OTCs — I’m too busy with finals. Survival of the fittest this week, and I’m not feeling too fit.
So far, so good. With this week turning into crunch time for finals, it’s starting off well and I hope to keep it going. Luck is needed.
Who said group projects were horrible?
It was a nice surprise to hear that my PR class group was the first and only group to get full points on the class project in nine years. Apparently, group projects aren’t all that bad after all.
Six more months
I spent Monday working for three different newspapers from the time I got up to the time I went to sleep. I can’t wait until that’s my life all the time. No more classes, no more homework.
You can’t be serious
Well, I don’t use a lot of puns in my everyday news writing, but I’m glad I’m not a reporter in China right now.
My quest for the perfect Christmas presents has hit a few snags. It’s hard to find a gift to adequately thank my family for 20 years of love, compassion and support. A toaster just doesn’t quite encapsulate all those sentiments.