In Depth

I don't know how much of a chance I'll get to do this for the rest of the semester, so I thought I should take advantage of my free time on this late night and do some writing. It's not too deep or analytical, but I really want to remember this day. When I have bad days, I want to think happy thoughts. I love reading through old posts when I'm feeling lousy. They either make me feel lousier or cheer me up. I hope this one will cheer me up.

Don't you love things like that? You're sitting in the middle of a boring lecture, you're stuck doing something you don't want to be doing, or you're miserable for no reason... but then you think back to a happier time, or even a happier moment. A sudden smile develops on your face. You're not so miserable, at least for a moment.

I digress.

Today was the first day of my spring semester of sophomore year at USC. The vibe on campus is weird now that we know we're losing one of the greatest coaches to ever work for the school. But we must Fight On.

My first class began at 9am. It was my print reporting class. Our teacher is really sweet and I'm looking forward to having her push my writing to the next level. We found out that our class of about 15 people would be covering the city of Inglewood. INGLE-WOOOOOD! The place where dreams and Tyra Banks' are made. My classmates and I have to cover the MLK parade being held on Saturday. I'm so nervous and excited. It'll be my first actual field reporting. I hope I don't mess it up. I haven't written in such a long time! By Friday I also need to write a 3rd-person profile about myself! It's ironic because I had a conversation the other night with my BFF about not wanting to ever show up in an article. I always want to be on the outside looking in. People shouldn't practice journalism if they're going to be vain.

A lady who works with the news radio station on campus also came in to talk to us during class. It really sparked my interest in getting into radio news. She described it as a happy medium between print and broadcast journalism... and I think she's right. I'd have to commit four hours to working with the station every week. It would be totally worth it, I just don't know how it would fit into my schedule if I also manage to get a job on campus. Plus, I've already committed four hours to copy editing for the Daily Trojan. So much to do, so little time! Ugh.

After class I had lunch at Subway with my friend Tatjana (pronounced Tuh-shawna). She's so cute. She's currently obsessed with the blond highlight she just added to her hair last week. It's one of those that you can't really see unless her hair is up in a ponytail. Omg I had the Italian sub and it was so good. Anyway, we hung out in my apartment for a while and I played with her iPhone. It's so pretty. I need a smart phone in my life. I would tweet non-stop. I would have to create a separate twitter in order to not annoy my followers. It would just be a twitter account for me to read and reflect on. =) I digress.

After lunch I went to the gym for a little while, took a shower, and got all dressed up for a birthday dinner I'd be attending later. I wore the dress from Albert's 21st birthday party. I think it's cute and classy. Oh, and I almost forgot this tidbit! I had a package to pick up from the front desk at my apartment complex, so I took care of that when I came back from the gym. But while I was waiting for the girl to get my package from the back, I saw an iPhone sitting on the counter near me. And no one else was around.

I picked up the iPhone.
I contemplated keeping it.
I quickly ran through the consequences in my mind.
I realized that iPhones don't have sim cards (at least I think they don't).
The girl finally came out with a huge box for me.

"Someone left their iPhone here..." I said. Sigh. Those moments when I held that iPhone were so beautiful. But I knew I'd never forgive myself for keeping an iPhone that someone had probably agonized over losing.

Don't judge me for contemplating keeping it! I'm human. Many of us would have done the same.

And it turns out that the package I picked up was a Christmas present from my cousin in Washington. It had been sitting at the front desk for a month! Late presents are always the most pleasant surprises, though. It was a live DVD and CD of the Killers performing at The Royal Albert Hall. =)

Around 4:15 I headed over to the band office in order to tidy the silk closet up. It's so hard to organize the closet when there are so many flags! Most of the flags don't get used, but the equipment managers don't seem to want to throw them away. I did my best to organize it and create some sort of order. At 5pm we had a section leader meeting with the band director, the great Dr. Bartner. Yup, he's crazy. I like listening to his ramblings though, he flusters a lot and mixes up the funniest words. I'm interested to see what he'll do now that Pete Carroll is leaving. He always said that he'd retire once Pete was gone. Could it be true...?

Next, at 7pm, was my sailing class! I'm taking the course with Chrissy and Gabby, which means I will never get anything done. Tonight I couldn't stop laughing at Chrissy's drawing of a boat. It looked like a cereal bowl floating in a sink. Hahaha. I can tell that it will be tough to sit through a three-hour lecture every Monday. But it's going to be so worth it when we sail to Catalina in a couple of months! I really can't wait.

After class, Chrissy, Gabby and I had planned on going to the birthday dinner I mentioned earlier, but the dinner was over by the time our class ended. So, there we were, three chicas, all dressed up for a dinner party, without dinner party to attend. We ended up going to Wendy's. And it was delicious.

I finally got home around 10:30. I was in such a good mood! These types of days are so fulfilling. You're really busy, but you're happy with what you're doing. I had a fun conversation with Becky, and we listened to funky music like we always do.

Life is good right now.