i am a Public Relations major at USC. now public relations attracts a wide variety of people and i think that there are about 40 other PR majors in my year, the majority of which are girls or homosexuals (not there's anything wrong with that). i have my one PR class on monday nights- the principles of public relations. let me tell you- its a doozy. i have no friends in the class, i do have one acquaintance but we dont talk much. the professor is miserably boring for the most part. he just summarizes what we read in the book. have an original thought dude. oh and he thinks class ends at 930, which it doesnt. it ends at 920 but last night he kept us till 940. it started at 6. if you cant say your piece in 3 hours and 20 minutes then you have an issue. my favorite/least favorite part about the class however is this dude whose name sounds akin to nefertiti the egyptian queen. homeboy is not an egyptian queen. if this gem:
and lil wayne had a love child and he had bulging eyes, dreads, talked like a white boy, and worked for a skateboarding company, it would be nefertiti. he always has the answers and i'm pretty sure he is substantially older than anyone else in the room, save my long winded professor. he is the question kid. i hate the question kid. and then there's this girl who is the question girl. she sounds like she is perpetually wearing a retainer but i do no think that is the case. enunciate bitch. oh and they both do really annoying hand motions. i hate that. bastards.ok enough spouting hate. time to discuss something fucking awesome- ME. you may remember that a couple weeks ago i did a music video shoot for a kid in the film school. well it is finally done. check out this piece of cinematic art. good times good times.
fun adventures this weekend- well on saturday moring i was the announcer for the first annual USC fight on triathlon. lovely. that means i had to drive to san pedro to help set up until 12:30, finally got to sleep in the backseat of hansel (my sexy car) at 1, and get up at 4 (i hid in hansel so i actually didnt get up until 5 and acted like i didnt know i was supposed to be up earlier). the drive down was a fiasco. i drove 2 freshman girls who were volunteering down as well. they wouldnt really talk and since i gave up awkward as my new years resolution i immediately shifted into camp counselor mode and started trying to have really animated conversations with them. god im cool. moving on, we got lost like 3 times so i think we spent a grand total of like ya know a bajillion hours in my car and used a quarter tank of gas. ddaayyuumm. whatever. nbd. flash forward to race day. i learned that if you give someone a microphone people immediately think that whoever wields the mic has tons of authority. picture this- me, bleary eyed, not sure what my own name is, pre 6:00 a.m., and being asked questions because i have a microphone. oh, and i'm wearing a bad ass gatorade hat with floral print and the gatorade G on the front. i wasnt so much a gatorade plug as a blatant advertisement that i am, in fact, a G. so back to the story, i had no idea what was going on. they handed me a packet of info to use for my announcements but really i could barely read at that hour. i'm just lucky my voice didnt start cracking like a prepubescent little boy. as my sister pointed out last time i saw her- my voice cracks more than my 14 year old brothers. FML. oh well. so yeah, i had authority with the mic, but i also got tons of attention. I LOVE ATTENTION. i mean all eyes on me as i yak away about some random shit, i'll take it. hot damn. maybe i should be an entertainer for a living or at least an announcer because i might be a little bit of a power hungry attention whore. is that bad?
alright that might be it for today. i have procrastinated my homework and reading long enough. and tonight my pops is in town so i get to go to a nice dinner and stay at the ritz in marina del ray if i want to. fuck yeah. i'll take that shit f'shooo. and i dont have class til 2 tomorrow. helloooooo pooltime. i'm so down. i hope you all have a good day and do not have any encounters with bulging eyes. AAAAHHH
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