Halloween Festivities

Happy Birthday Charlotte!




I spent practically all week looking forward to last night and I was definitely not disappointed. There hasn't been time for much of anything lately -- including writing in my bog, sorry -- so, it was so nice to have one night to dress up and have fun. As you can see in the pics, I went out of my usual cute or sweet costume and dressed up as a dark angel. Thursday Meredith and I went shopping for outfits and ended up @ Lenox Mall. She talked me into a pair of black leather knee-high stilettos, a sexy red halter and a tiny pair of shorts. I topped it off with the cutest pair of back wings and a black halo and finished off the look with dark and glittery looking eye makeup and huge curls. Not to sound conceited but I looked hot! :) I love dressing up!

I think that's one of the things I miss most about not skating or dancing anymore. My mom and I would spend months concepting and creating costumes for my skating routines or choir/theatre productions. I'm watching Skate America right now on ESPN and getting a premier of this season's new costumes an routines. After the free skate, my mom will call and we'll talk about the new outfits and what we would do differently.

I baked a pumpkin cake for Charlotte's birthday and Chrissy and Chrissy made Halloween Jello shots for the pre-party at Adrian and Kevin's place. Saturday, Meredith and I got ready at my place before cautiously making our way down the hill to the boy's place (Stilettos, downhill, with a cake in hand -- think about it).

The real party was later at Blake's house, packed with PC people. It was a blast to see what everyone turned out dressed as. Five upper-quarter guys al dressed in full green sweatsuits and said they were each a finger of the incredible hulk. Funny! We left from there to Moondocks (I think), where we took full advantage of the time change and danced on the stage until we all started coughing from either too much fog from the fog machine or someone sprayed pepper spray. Not fun- I couldn't breath.

I am thoroughly enjoying Skate America men's free program right now! Evan Lysacek is my new favorite skater! Tall, dark, handsome and straight!!! Not your typical figure skater!I predict he'll win World's this year. :)

Johnny's Hideaway

Also know as "Atlanta's only Nightclub for Big Kids"...exceeded my expectations. I actually had a fabulous time. I'm happy to say all of the copywriters are fun and entertaining dancers. I can't stand it when there's that one person in a group of friends that hates dancing and abstains from having fun with the rest of the group. Luckily, no one is like that in this group so I predict many more fun times ahead!

Johnny's Hideaway is a place where time travel is possible and mature adults can transform into carefree, young adults for an evening at a time. The music is a loud mix of swing, Sinatra, Michael Jackson, Elvis, and a vast array of popular music from the 40s through the 90s. It's lively every night of the week, packed with people from all walks of life, the majority over the age of forty. We were the only twenty-somethings in sight.

The dance floor was overflowing. Couples danced closely to "The Way You Look Tonight," and singles "shook their grove things." We observed how this resembled a wedding reception. It's so refreshing to go out and really dance as opposed to the usual booty-dancing and grinding. Don't get me wrong, they have their place, but people my age don't appreciate real dancing anymore. I sound like my mom. Eek.

We made a deal after our kick-off toast to all dance with an old person. Chrissy, Meredith and I all danced with older men -- all creepy in their own way. (At first I tried to get out of it seeing as I had already danced with Adrian and that could have counted as my older man -- seeing as I'm 22 and he's a whopping 26 :)-- but I played along and danced with the first guy that asked.) Adrian was a total player. Every time I looked over he was surrounded by women. When I started dancing with him one of the women elbowed me! I'm not making this up! Oh, and Tyrese decided he was too cool and didn't dance with anyone but us. (He really thinks he's cool like Tyrese the model. Just kidding, Ty!)

All in all the night was a total blast. I think I had the best time I've had since I've been here. :)
Now it's back to work!
(Chrissy has my camera so pictures will be added later!)

Almost?

Now I know what the coyote feels like every time he fails to catch the roadrunner. I have been working on this assignment for over a week and it's still not exactly right -- almost -- but it's not there yet. "It's still not yupik enough, a little too cartoony still..." Sylvia informed me this afternoon. I waited almost two hours outside of her classroom for her to tell me I have more work to do. I asked her for advice on how I could make it more Yupik and she asked me questions that make me wonder if she even knows what Yupik art is supposed to look like. She asked if they have totem poles; they don't. "Do they have anything growing from the ground?" no! I've explained numerous times that they carved into ivory and they made masks. Add the parkas that they made and that's it, the extent of their cultural art.
So, here I am, DAY FOUR of my attempt to redo this poster and I still feel like I'm never going to catch the roadrunner and succeed in my mission. I'm not positive on what my mission is at this point but I will get back to you on that.

Welcome Distractions

After my crash-and-burn yesterday in Sylvias class, I tried to regroup but spent the whole night looking up more Yupik art. I'm soory if this is offensive, but compared to the other civilizations, they didn't have any art. They just made masks and most of those were very simple. I'm trying my best but i'm not happy with what I have at this point.
Last night everybody came over again to work on thier stuff. I had fun but was distracted. Happends all the time, but that's my fault and usually my distractions are invited:
~Blogging
~Facebook ( I am a facebook junky and the cute guy I met when I was buying furniture keeps sending me messeges so I can't help but check to see if he's written me)
~Days of Our Lives
~Desperate housewives and Grey's Anatomy
~Shelby, my kitty
~Kevin, dancing around my apartment like a crazy JLo(it woun't let me download the movie I made last night :( )
~Music
~AIM
~Cleaning
~Working out
~Just about every sound outside
~My fantasy football team
~Eating -- what a distraction...
~Sleep, or lack thereof
~And of course, all of you who keep stopping by, calling and texting
I'd be bored without this stuff though!

You're all WRONG!

Forget that picture I posted. It was all WRONG...I didn't incorporate my civilation enough -- well I incorporated as much as I could but the composition wasn't Yupik apparently. AAAAAAAHHHHHhhhhh! I am VERY confused. I tried talking to Sylvia and I guess I understand what I need to do but now I haveto redo all the stuff I spent last week working on. Plus, the assignment for next week is unbelievably time consuming. I just got back from class and I'm already behind.

Emotive writing wasn't any better today. we all left feeling bad about ourselves instead of feeling bad for our charachters. I'm so used to writing journalisticly and only including facts that I'm lacking in depth and description. It didn't help that I didn't do what Tania assigned really. I included myself too much. I'll start rewriting that tonight, as well as redrawing all my Civilization pics. Oh well, I need to work harder. More work, less play. :) I feel like I'm back in freshman year of college and I'm skipping the frat party to write a paper. At least everyone around me is working too.

Study Group

For my fairly small one bedroom apartment, I had quite the group over tonight to work on Sylvia's stuff. Working around at least one other person helps so much with these projects. Chrissy and I spent nearly all day Sunday working on our civilization/animal drawings and I think it helped. There is a very noticible improvement on my work form last week. I'm actually proud to of the final picture I'll be showing tomorrow! I'm almost done with everything form he class and now it's time to finish writing my sympathetic story. The person I chose I can't stand for so many reasons, so this will be a task. I'm trying not to be predictable in my writing so I keep eliminating ever idea I come up with. Pretty soon I'm gonna need to pick one and run with it -- and that means NOW. :/ Back to work...

Saturday night in :(

I can't belive I spent all day working on this typography stuff. I really need ot get Adobe Creative Suite 2 for my new Mac. Photoshop on a Pc is so slow! Oh well, I still had fun hanging out with Chrissy and Ben. Last night a group of us went ot this sports bar/club called Famous. I'm always surprised when a bar or club is full of people and hardly anyone is out on the dance floor besides the creepy guy trying to do the robot and the typical skanky couple -- you know the one with the girl in the tiny skirt, sharing more with everyone around than we ever needed to see. After a couple of games of pool and mor drinks, I got the group onto the dance floor. Well, two of the guys were mostly just standing there watching the amateur pole dancers while Joe, a totally fun first quarter photography guy, and I got down to "Sexy Back." The more I hear that song the more I love it. So, instead of my crazy fun Saturday night plans, I'm plannin on staying in and working these awful penguin designs -- not what I had in mind when I asked if I would be able to take a design class or two!

In emotive writing on Tuesday, Tania asked us to do a character by association excercise. Here's my list about me:
If I were an animal I would be a penguin.
If I were a flower I would be a yellow rose.
If I were a tree I would be a pink dogwood.
If I were a color I would be pale lavender.
If I were a food I would be a cupcake.
If I were a counry I would be The USA.
If I were a car I would be a 2006 Ford Mustang GT convertiblle with pink racing stripes!
If I were a kitchen utensil I would be an icing spatula.
If I were an odor I would be the amell of freshly backed sugar cookies..
If I were a playing card I would be the queen, only because there are no princesses in a deck of cards.
If I were a month I'd be April.
If I were a radio station I would mostly pop with a mix of new country.
If I were a body of water I would be the Atlantic.
If I wereIf I were a brand of soap I would be Zest.
If I were a piece of jewelry I would be a 3 carat diamond ring set in platnum -- preferably Cartier. Or a tiara, but that's no your typical "piece of jewelry."

So You Think You Can Dance Tour!!!

This summer my mom and I got hooked on the show,"So You Think You Can Dance." As a thank you for being the wonderful daughter that I am she got me tickets for the show (because for some reason, instead of going to Houston, Tx. they went to Duluth, Ga., go figure).

Adrian just laughed at me when I cheered for Benji and Travis like a 14 year-old girl. The show was fabulous and I had so much fun. I can't wait till next season!!!! It made me miss dance and figure skating. I'm so going to audition next year... nah.

We only kinda got lost on the way back. I've been known to take the scenic route just about everywhere in Atlanta. Yesterday I left Target and tried to take a shortcut home. I ended up in mindtown.






Ok, so I just bought the "Suddenly I See" song from iTunes! Adrian knows what I'm talking about... they played it sooo many times last night but I love it. My mom called this morning and told me she just made that my ringtone for when I call her. :) It's by an English artist Katy Tunstall -- the same one that wrote "Black Horse in the Cherry Tree." all her songs have such vivid descriptions. I wonder if the words from that would count as my excerpt of good writing from class. Probably not. Now that I have a couple more inspirational songs for my iPod, it's time to go running!

Storms and Signs

I lOVE storms! I like rain but I love it when the sky opens up and just pours. A raging storm with lots of lightning and wind is so exhilarating and passionate Afterwards, when the rain dies down there's such a calmness to everything. I'm happy I have a big enough balcony now that I can sit outside and enjoy or leave the doors open and just listen.

Today a group of us got together to work on our typography projects. Chrissy, Adrian, Kevin, Meredith, Ben (he's a design student and the one I captioned as Simon a few days ago) and I piled in my Nissan Xterra -- and I do mean piled. There were six of us so Adrian and I sat in the back section. Luckily, Ben was a great driver so we had no worries. Ben, Chrissy and I are all in one class with Melissa and the others have a different instructor, so our projects vary somewhat but we all have to take pictures of all the letters of the alphabet and numbers 1-9 from signs and whatever else around Atlanta.

I think it's funny how all of us were armed with our cameras all day but no one took any pics of us as a group. I got some great shots for my project though.

At three, Ben left to go work on Sylvia's stuff and the rest of us went to The Loop. It's nice pizza place on Peachtree and... yeah, I have no idea. We were waiting for our pizza to come out when Kevin said "woah." I looked to see what was in his line of site and saw a story on CNN. A plane crashed into a residential building in Manhattan. Of course the first thing everyone thinks is terrorism but so far they are saying that it was just an accident. The plane belonged to a pitcher from the Yankees. That's all I've heard at this point.

In my car, Kevin found my "Wicked- Origional Broadway Cast" CD and I was so happy to hear that he loved it. I haven't gotten to see it yet but I love the music. We put in on and sang along to my favorites, "Defying Gravity," and "As Long As Your Mine." :) Good Times.

Sleep-deprived

My personal clock is so screwed up at this point I've only taked a short nap and I feel like I'm ready for the new day. I feel like running or pilates Shelby's personal clock is more confused than mine. While I was working on my design assignments last night and into this morning she couldn't have been more of a distraction, constantly meowing and jumping up on my desk to get in from o my face. She's doing it again tonight; she just brought me her toy. She's sitting in my lap as I write this -- quiet for the first time in an hour.

My Yup'ik penguin designs were not appreciated. Sylvia said most of them didn't really look Yup'ik. Hmm. As I've already mentioned, my drawing skills lack and apparently so do my pictures. Sylvia and students in the class said they looked to cartoon-ish and sweet and not Yup'ik. They weren't all criticized, a couple people pointed out one or two that they liked. The only actual constructive criticism I received I honestly didn't understand, so we'll see how this next assignment goes. Looks like I have a lot of work to do!

I was asleep for the first time in over 2 days just now when Meredith called. We got to talking about dating games that everyone plays and why guys say and do the things they do. She tried to address my question at the end of my last post, but I'm really trying to not care anymore. I'm glad I'm here single in Atlanta.

It's been six months since I officially decided to come to Portfolio Center and I'm so glad I did. It's weird to think how different my life would be right now if I hadn't stopped to decided exactly what I wanted. It's crazy to think I could be married right now had I not stepped back and reevaluated things this past April. It was the hardest decision of my life but I feel great knowing I made the right one. He's better off now too and I am very happy for him. (Different guy than the one I talked about in the last blog if that's confusing) I'm more excited about this PC experience every day!

I'm off to bed...Finally!

First quarter party and wall hanging chaos

Bottom pic: America Idol judges: Randy Jackson, Paula Abdul and Simon Cowell

Although the promise of free beer was not kept; our first quarter party proved to be worth while. we arrived at Octane Coffee as "The Copywriters (minus Adrian who ditched us for design people)." The majority of Portfolio Center people were mingling outside in the patio area. The night started with a slight separation between 2nd quarters and 1st quarters but toward the one o'clock hour everyone seemed to be interacting and enjoying eachother.

I understand that most of what we have to talk about at this point is class, but I was ready to scream if another person said "Sylvia's class!" I mean really, why not learn something else about the people we're spending the next two years with than their animal and their tribe!!! I really didn't want to think about my design alphabet and how it really wasn't coming along as swiftly as I hoped.

I'm still working on it. This is my break so I'm trying to make it the best. I'm taking advance of my wireless internet and writing this from my balcony. I just saw Adrian and his roommate Kevin walking by on the sidewalk. Kevin looks like Harry from Sex in the City -- you know, the bald guy who married Charlotte. I told him that today and I'm afraid it offended him. It's really just the bald head and the grin. They shouted from the other side of the street that they were going to get food and asked if I wanted anything but I can't take an actual break right now, I'm too far behind. (Especially if I want to finish my design alphabet in time to sketch penguins while watching Desperate Housewives!)

Back to last night, a good group of us stayed until they kicked us out of the parking lot around 2:30. Tyrese and Chrissy got another ride back to Colonial Homes to work on their project for you-know-who's class. I'm usually the type that would be stressed about this by now too but I am remarkable calm. I'm also procrastinating with every word I add to this blog!

The title says it all about this morning. I don't like to criticize but it really was chaos. Not much organization went into planning the this morning. I figured since this goes on every quarter we'd be given our tasks and we would be able to finish them quickly, but no. It was more like standing around for thirty minutes after 9 until people decided to show and then too many people were there and not enough tasks were assigned. I really am the cruise director that Tanya labeled me in class the other day. It's just in my nature to do things efficiently.

My actual drama of the day just occurred while writing this. I'll spare the long story and the details, but what does, "It'd be good to get some separation time in" mean. Wow, why say you're going to still be friends with someone that supposedly you aren't dating anymore only because of distance and say that. I don't know what to think. I guess the only thing to do is forget about him.

Experiencing Atlanta: Assignment I

The Copywriters! (*After three attemps, I think the first group shot was the best!)


It’s 3(ish) Saturday morning and I just returned from a night full of
excitement! I’m still under the influence at this point so I’ll be editing
before posting, but Tania recommends “getting things down” and then
editing so I’ll follow her expert advice.

First of all, I would like to say my copywriters are fabulous! You know
who you are -- all five of you -- y’all are great! This was such a fun
first night out in Atlanta, (strange, but fun)! I’m looking forward to
the next two years!

I really had no idea what to expect getting ready for this evening. Tania
could have mentioned this was a strip club. Here I am thinking it’s a
regular club. My designation of a “club” was dancing and a bar. Clermont
Lounge fit into that broad category, but come on; it’s not the same at all.
I had no idea that the dancing would be taking place ON the bar. When I
got into the car I told everyone, “I brought my camera so I can get some
good pics for our blogs!” Chrissy asked if we were allowed to bring in
cameras. That’s when Meredith admitted it was a strip club. She had
mentioned she’d been there before, but definitely didn’t mention that!

There were signs all over the bar and outside at the entrance that no
cameras were allowed. If she hadn’t have told me this was a strip club, I think I probably would have caught on when I saw those. (Adrian actually almost got kicked out by attempting to take a picture of the Clermon Lounge T-shirts pinned on wall.) The exterior of the building also foreshadowed what awaited us inside. We parked next door and someone shouted to us from another bar that the lot was for their bar only, so Mer went to move her car while the rest of us waited. She parked in the front without noticing towing signs for that lot, and was asked by a man sitting in a car by the hotel entrance if she was there to work upstairs!

Being as this was my first strip club experience, it wasn’t even what I
expected a strip club to be. In the basement of the shady-looking
Clermont Hotel, a different culture exists. One where people pay to see
old women -- or men in some case (I’m really not clear on that) –strip. I
was shocked when I walked in the dingy bar to see what appeared to be
either a very skinny man or a very unattractive woman in a curly brunette
wig dancing on top of a moderately crowded bar. I wouldn’t even call it
dancing really; it was more like pacing and posing. I don’t understand
why people would go to this place regularly. Adrian pointed out their
“Best Club” certificates on the wall from the city of Atlanta. We
laughed.

After detouring our little group to a table because we appeared to be in
the way on the left side of the bar, we found two tables in the corner to
survey the scene. Meredith looked to be enjoying the show going on two
tables down; and by that I mean she was getting a kick out of it. I think
the rest of us were a little more surprised by the entertainment but we
were all laughing. Adrian turned to me and said, “I want to buy Tyrese a
lap dance.” I agreed that was a fun plan so when the opportunity
appeared, and she asked if our table wanted a lap dance, Adrian pointed
at Tyrese and we all said, “…but he does.” He was a great sport but it
couldn’t have ended sooner for him. At least she hadn’t been as violent
as the first stripper we watching give a lap dance. She was slapping her
breasts on the guy’s face. (I wonder if he paid extra for that.) Tyrese’s
woman just encouraged him to spank her, which he obeyed. I couldn’t help but wonder during all of this, why had this person decided to become a stripper? Is it because they need the money or because they enjoy it, or
some of both? And once again, why do people find this entertaining? I’m a
romantic; therefore, even if there were male strippers at this place I
don’t think I would have been turned on or anything. What brings people
back here week after week- because I could tell there were many return
visitors by the looks we received when walking in.

At that point we were all on our second round of drinks- or maybe only
Adrian and I were…not sure about that. Meredith decided we needed to do a round of shots and toast to being the five copywriters of 1st quarter. Tic-tacs are my new favorite shot. I could barely taste the vodka. I began to feel the buzz. (A month without drinking at all does that.)

Our next adventure at the Clermont took place in the bathroom. I don’t
know why I thought it would be like any other bathroom with actual stalls.
There is no shame at this place. The stall was a thin curtain separating
the “lounge” section from the toilet. If you aren’t careful closing the
curtain, it would be easy to become the center of attention. Strange but I
couldn’t hold it so I took the chance. I had Mer and Chrissy in there to
keep a lookout. They were busy writing something about copywriters from
Portfolio Center on the wall. The second time in the ladies lounge, a
boxy blond stripper was changing from her French maid costume into her
Little Red Riding Hood getup. She asked Mer which way she should put the sleeves- on or off the shoulder. Why that mattered is beyond me; she was about to take it off anyway.

After a couple games of pinball and a brief flirting with German business
interns, we concluded our visit to the Clermont. We went to Hole in the
Wall for what was left of the night. I was very surprised by the guy/girl
ratio, intrigued actually. Being a recently
single-the-first-time-in-a-long-time girl, I took notice. I also couldn’t
help but realize I was being noticed. With my current circumstances that
was nice. I had the urge to dance all night; I’m pretty sure that is what
alcohol does to me, so Adrian joined me on the dance floor for a couple
songs before “The Last Dance.” We got everyone on the dance floor and
enjoyed the cheesy song that signaled the end of such an eye-opening
night.

Fire drills?

I was abrupty awakened from my dreams this morning by the echoing sound of power drills on metal. My apartment shares a wall with the elevator shaft which is being remodeled this weekend. As if that wasn't enough announcement came on the intercom- I didn't realize we had intercoms- saying there has been an emergency and to please walk to the stairwell and vacate the building. Before the message was over it shut off. What??? You can't be serious! Do we have to vacate or not?? After being jolted out of bed they now wanted me to vacate my apartment! I had been concentrating on blocking that awful noise and writing my 100 facts for Sylvia's class- and now they want me to what? Go downstairs in my pj's and hang out to be sure all is safe?? I put sweats on in case the message came on again. Otherwise, I decided to stay and continue working. I didn't see anyone leave so I figured everything was ok and they must have accidentally hit the emergency button.

Four hours later The alarm went off again. This time I decided it might not be a drill so I grabbed my purse and went down to see what this distribution was all about. I ran into three other girls about my age coming down the stairwell vocalizing all the questions I had. Two of them were carrying their Mac Book's -- I had thought about it but decided it was probably another false alarm so decided against it. One of the girls had a margarita in the other had -- I didn't think of that!

Turns out it was a false alarm like I had predicted. As we exited the building through the lowest garage level and climbed up the driveway to the lobby Julie and Scott, the managers, opened the doors and let us back in. "Sorry, false alarm." They laughed at the girl with the margarita.

This did make me contemplate the cliche question: If your house was on fire and you could only take three things what would they be? My answer would be more practical now than it was as a child. I would include my stuffed animals as one lump thing out of the three. Or later on, my ice skating, singing and dancing trophies and metals. Like I could grab all of them in one arm with my dog and my photo album in the other! Luckily I know all those silly things are still safe at my parent's house -- knock on wood. The great thing about digital cameras now is that all my priceless photos are safe on my tiny flashdrive and my laptop, along with all my music. I'm sure at one point I would have wanted to take all my tapes or CD's but decided they were replaceable. Now they are all safe in my itunes folder.

So, I would definitely take my brand new Macbook Pro with all my assignments, pictures and music. I spent what I consider an outrageous amount of money on this thing anyway and hopefully I won't have to replace it for a while. My Gateway desktop can melt for all I care! I have backups of everything on that because it crashed so many times during the last semester of college when I really got into all the Adobe Creative Suite software and it wasn't powerful enough to handle my final advertising campaigns project. That's why I got the most power and whatever else put into my Mac.
Obviously I'd grab my kitty Shelby. I need to find her lease so she doesn't run away while we're outside with all the other people from my building and their dogs. She'd probably be scared so maybe I'd just put her in her carrier.
And, hmmm... I have renter's insurance so what else? My purse doesn't count right??? Like how an airline allows so many bags plus a purse? Besides that I guess I should take my diploma maybe. I'd make sure my passport and social security card and all that are in my purse cause those take too long to replace.

Funny to think about that kind of thing. Anyway, I can' wait for our field trip tonight! I'm sure that will be my next entry!

Always has to be the center of attention... she gets it from me

Here I am, trying to find information on the Yup'ik civilization, and this annoyingly adorable kitty leaps onto my desk and sprawls onto my notes. This is Shelby- I have turned her into a spoiled brat-princess. I love her.
I should have known that distruption was coming from her. I had been sitting at my desk for at least an hour already working and organizing and she kept meowing and bringing me her toy. She plays fetch better than my labrador. Good thing I have a door to my bedroom and not a studio apartment. I have a feeling i'll haveto use it to keep her off my desk from time to time.

This morning's seminar featuring Parish Kohanim fascinated me. His photography is absolutely breathtaking and I really enjoyed the way he explained the story behind each photograph or shoot. The helpful tips he shared will be valuable to me as a writer as well as to the phtgraphers and designers.

So, I'll spend the rest of tonight creating my Yup'ik alphabet and Grey's Anatomy -- of course. Maybe I'l actually go to be before 2 am.

It's so comfy, but I woun't have time to sit on it!

Before I even begin to discuss the drama that was today, I'll explain a little about what I thought was important last week. Here I was, just moved to Atlanta, ready to furnish my apartment. I knew what I had in mind and it took me a week to find it here. I sat on every sofa in this city and nothing compared to this beauty- at least not in my price range. But, It was out of stock and they told me I'd have to wait until the 4th! I didn't want to wait until after classes started to enjoy my fabulous sofa- but of course I did (after three more days of trudging through furnature stores again I gave in and bought it). They finally delivered it today! Maybe I'll find some time to enjoy it.

That's ok, my Core workout ball which serves as my desk chair is just as comfy. ;) Today my ten classmates from Sylvia's class and I got together to embark on the journey which will be that class. It seemed like a simple assignment, but no. Put eight designers and three copywriters together to create a value scale using 1" squares of black and whie type from magazines and you have entertainment. At least, that's what we were for the other students in the quad that have been through this class and probably enjoy watching the next class struggle with the same issues.
I think the real reason she assigned this project is to get us all working together and learning about eachother. We are going to be working with the same people for two years. This was an interesting and potentially valuable opportunity for us to understand how we work as individuals and with eachoher- or not in some casses. It's always interesting to me to see how personalities and personal values and beliefs show through when working in this kind of a group.

I spent another part of the day working on my individual portion of Sylvia's assignment. I monopolized the penguin collection in the children's section at Fulton County Library and compiled my list of 100 facts about penguins. Emperor penguins to be exact. I've loved penguins since I was a baby. My Papa had a stuffed penguin in his study and I would always find it first thing when I went to his house. Mimi, my grandmother, gave it to me after he passed away and I brought it with me to Atlanta. So, moral of the story- if you are ever on "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire," and you're stumped on a question about penguins- I'm your girl!

So, I'm trying...

Ok, I have been trying for an hour now to figure out how to customize this template or create my own! Seriously, do they have to make it so difficult? I am totally in the dark about all this HTML stuff so, I'm working on making this prettier and more me but I have so much to do we'll see if I have time.

Today was the first day of classes for me at Portfolio Center and I feel like I've hit the ground running... finally! This summer was just too long - I missed classes and learning. I couldn't wait to get started and I am definitely starting now. This class- emotive writing- I'm really excited about. I've wanted to expand my writing skills and I know I will do that here. Also, I can't believe our first assignment is to go to a club! I would have never guessed! I'm sure we'll have a great time- all 5 of us :). I still can't believe there are so few copywriters here. Oh well, more fun for us when we get around to working with the designers.

Speaking of design, the other class I had today was design aesthetics. Everyone had said things about Sylvia's class yesterday but I had no idea. I'm sure I'll get a lot out of it. I wanted to take a design class and boy, am I taking a design class. It was funny to look around the room during our sketching exercises today and see everyone's primitive animal drawings- especially the three copywriters! My design ability is fairly limited but at least it comes naturally; NOT my drawing ability! I'll be working on it.

Here's another pic of me today in a good mood before I start working on Sylvia's project. We'll see if I'm smiling next time...

Welcome!

In this blog I will catalog exactly what the URL describes - the daily drama of a Texas girl. I am in a transitioning phase in my life. I just graduated from college, moved from Texas and am begining my classes at Portfolio Center. This is all part of my transition from college student to exceptional and successful copywriter and from college student to grown up. I am a very dramatic person and I'm sure my daily drama will prove entertaining if nothing else.