When someone finds his niche, it explodes in your face.
For example, why couldn't Justin Timberlake have been a comedian all his life? Of course, he
started early, proved a
kickass sidekick to
Jimmy Fallon and is certainly
very capable of
holding his own.
Wah Youtube is one addictive monkey. Avoid the search engine at all costs.
I am finally doing something related to journalism - writing for the upcoming edition of
tableau, Cav Daily's arts and entertainment section, and covering
The Grace Lee Project! I highly enjoyed the gleaning process with the editor at headquarters, arguing over the best way to express anything; it started off somewhat tense when he was all "I wouldn't use 'delicious' to describe the experience of watching a film, it makes people think of licking their eyeballs" and I was like "OMG you limited freak", but it's all good, I already feel the juice of many lessons learnt flowing into my brain. And apparently not many people want to cover the indie movies and I would
love to, so I'm excited!
Although it was a over a week ago and therefore, in college terms, already ancient history,
here are the photos from the CNY bash at Helen's place, so authentic you can barely tell we're in America, good job.
I helped out at
Just for Kicks, soccer camp for disabled kids, and you know what, I may want to be a teacher after all. It was sweet seeing the children swivel from shy to sugar-high, and I'd missed playing, although it was hard when their non-disabled siblings got distracted easily and learning rates varied to such drastic extents. Once you focus on what each one might need and try to pull your head back to the time when you were eight years old, it's not about how it might be difficult for well, yourself.
That Saturday was also the day frats Announced Their Bids, resulting in a lot of raucous whooping, cheering and human-tossing in the Hereford complex.
# posted by s. ning @ 10:23 AM