There is no such thing as a clear mind.

If there is no time, there is no life; there is a moment, if not moments. With time, there is life.

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I haven't written in a while, so allow me to update my life.

I could tell you that today was just another average day, but I would be bluffing. Today I interviewed a new friend named Rob Max who is the executive director for this awesome non-profit organization called Sweet Relief. The musicians fund helps musicians who are struggling to make ends meet while facing illness, disability, and age related problems. I learned so much about those lives who are affected with MS, Multiple Sclerosis, and others like Lester Chambers who is facing both illness and age related problems. We had such a fun time on set and working with a few classmates who were directing, shooting, and editing.

Broadcast journalism is an interesting place to be. I've been involved with theatre in the past, but working on a set or in a studio is on a whole different level. I can truly state that I have improved my on-camera confidence from when I first stepped foot into this class. This interview lasted about three minutes after a few run through rehearsals. Not one nervous drip of sweat, but then again I was shivering in the sixty degree overcast while wearing a sheer black dress. I don't know if I'll take any more television classes in the future, but I am grateful for putting this one on my schedule because I have a better taste of what the industry is all about.

Look out world, for I have picked up some confidence keys. I came into broadcast journalism thinking the class would help me be comfortable and relaxed in my own skin as well as public speaking skills. Better late than never right? Today was my last day in the course, and I can honestly say that I stand an inch or two taller. Every individual in the class is talented and beautiful. I suppose you ought to be to be in front of the camera, eh?

I also look up to a certain individual. He is quite handsome, yet, very intelligent and confident. The first thing I notice about a person is how he or she carries themselves. Stand tall, be polite, remain thyself.

xo

Mamma Mia!

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Begin looking for an escape. I want to leave so that I can feel the need to see you again. I don't feel anymore; I'm numb.

Listen to the words.
Brush it off your shoulder.

Sometimes it sucks to know how to not suck up. That doesn't make you wronged, either. P.S. This is all via text. P.S.S. I'm sleeping upside down. Sanity, check.

It takes more effort resisting in doing something than rightfully doing it.

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To quit writing would be inhuman; to quit writing would make one seem almost alienated. I have not quit writing. In order to conjure my spirits once again, more over, I would like to take the time to appeal for my wrong doings. Which, you might ask? Any, is my answer. No specifications, no more little details-although those will be missed-no more of this bull shit. No more. Regardless of what anyone will say, today will be a worry-free day.
Thinking light and in the most simplistic terms.


Buenos Nachos, Buenos Dias.