Today is the first day of the rest of my life. That’s what I read in a friend’s tweet this morning - a friend who started their first job. Today.
While this doesn’t directly apply to me, (my first “job” is still out there swimming in the ocean of uncertainty that is way too vast for college seniors) it really got me thinking how close my “job” is.
I’ve explained my “plan” to friends, professors, family members and even prospective families during their visit to Ithaca College. Until now, the “plan” has always been a thing of the future. But today, walking around campus and experiencing the eery quiet that is finals week, put it into perspective. It’s close. Very close. Too close.
For me, this settling-down of sorts that the campus experiences at the end of each semester, is my least favorite feeling. Ithaca College prides itself on being a place full of active minds and active students. The classrooms are full, the fields are being practiced on and the studios are being lit. But today, well, that quiet signals that things are winding down, especially for seniors such as myself. Soon, the underclassmen who haven’t already left will begin to trickle out, leaving the Class of 2012 and this home that we’ve grown to know and love over the past four years. Granted, we’ll say goodbye to it in one hell of a way during senior week, but until that energy and excitement arrives, Ithaca College is quiet. Noses in books and eyes focused on computer screens, students plug away at the tasks on their to-do lists. Oh, those tasks will get done. Ithacans aren’t losers. But in order for this to happen, much to my dismay, the campus will have to be quiet. Too quiet.
One of the most memorable speeches in modern history comes from Nelson Mandela, the man who fought tirelessly against South African apartheid. His revolutionary work, however, had him wrongfully arrested in 1962 on charges of treason and for…
Anybody who knows me knows that I am very much Team Coco. After interning with “CONAN” in Los Angeles and in New York, I have developed an even greater fondness for the show than I had before. While I have always admired Conan’s personality and his ability to interview guests and entertain an…
Like the rest my spring 2011 ICLA classmates, I’ve been having Los Angeles withdrawal lately. It was bound to happen, so now I’m trying to find ways to cope. To make me feel better I like to revisit certain experiences by looking at photos, having conversations, etc. In this case, I decided to go back and read a blog post I wrote right before traveling out to LA. How time flies. Below is my post from “South Hill in the San Fernando” circa January 7, 2011.
"AND WHY SHOULD I READ THIS BLOG?"
Another great question.
Talk about being alive with activity. That’s the Park School. Walk through the lobby during the heart of the day and you’re bound to see someone you know. They might be grabbing their coffee, shooting some b-roll, or working at one of the tables. So what do you do? Right. Stop and chat. Constant conversation is only fit for communications students. The usual chatter can all be overheard: classes, parties, more parties, you know the deal. But this past semester, it seemed as if a different, more rousing tone could be felt among a particular group of students. The usual topics were traded in for talks of Hollywood, Universal Studios, and the beach, which were usually accompanied by smiles, laughter and the occasional scream of excitement. For those of us heading out to Los Angeles in the spring, needless to say, it’s been the talk of the town.
But the time has come for us to stop talking and start doing. With some students having already settled into the Oakwoods, it’s time to focus on our internships, classes and final preparations. Plus, we have places to go and people to see. And from what we hear, some of those people may very well be celebrities. But you’ll hear about those star sightings as they occur. You’ll also hear about everything, well, almost everything we do, which brings us to the role of this blog.
Even before being accepted into the Los Angeles Program, I had questions. Anybody who knows me will wholeheartedly agree that I always ask questions. For the purposes of preparing for the LA Program, that attribute proved me well. But the whole experience encompasses so many opportunities that it’s impossible to get every question answered before you arrive. For those of you without answers, hopefully, this blog will change that. For those of you looking for a good story, hopefully this blog will provide that. For those of you reading for the heck of it, well, thanks for reading.
Whoever you are, it’s my hope that this blog opens up a new conversation and a new story. I mean, come on. Parkies and La La Land? We’re more than capable of writing a novel. So let’s do it.
I heard through the grapevine that the new Super Mash Bros. album was released tonight, something I’ve been waiting very patiently for for over two years. Upon further investigation, I found that they only released one track to give us a sneak peek of the mash-up madness that is sure to ensue upon pressing “play.” If the rest of the album is anything like this … then holy crap. The Super Mash Bros. did it again.