Pitches

Today I had to pitch a story idea to my media arts class. It was a competition. Last week in our labs we had to pitch our ideas then our class voted to say whose story was their favorite. I had a really good story idea, a product of a moment of inspiration at 2 in the morning before I fell asleep the night before. So, unfortunately my story idea was pretty brilliant so my class picked my story as number 1 of their top 5 stories pitched. The 5 of us that got picked was then "given the honor" of pitching to our lecture class of about 70 people. I don't like public speaking at all so this was the last thing I wanted. But I didn't have a choice, my TA emailed me and told me last night that my story had been picked. So this morning I got up in front of my class and had to present my story idea in a minute or less without any papers or anything. Needless to say, I was kind of panicing. But I did it. I survived. I stumbled over my words and I don't know if I did my story idea justice but I don't really care, I did it and it's over :)

My story idea: To tell the story of the life and woes of the world's most hated inanimate object- the alarm clock. It be a 2-3 minute short told from the perspective of an alarm clock. It starts with the alarm clock going off and a faceless, nameless teenager wakes up and hits it to make it stop going off. The alarm clock hates going off in the morning because it just gets beat up for doing what it's supposed to do. The beatings get progressively worse, first it's hit, then kicked, then even thrown across the room. The alarm clock then tries to find ways not to go off to avoid getting beat up, it succeeds but the backfires because the person is even more angry because they slept in. Eventually the focus is turned to a calender in the corner of the shot that shows the days passing. You can see that it is finally summer and both the student, and the alarm clock, get a break.

Warm weather :)

I lost another wrestling match against Cameron... This time it involved highlighters. haha I'm the worst wrestler ever. Once again, he only had a few dots on his face (and his pants hehe) This was the the product of it being super warm and deciding to study outside yesterday.

And this was the product of (actually) studying outside today. I love warm weather but who knew it could do so much? haha

(I was wearing a hair elastic around my wrist resulting in a sunburn line)

Snow

Yesterday it was snowy, well not exactly snowy, more slushy. Anyway, Cameron and I were hanging out in the lobby and decided to go outside. I wasn't planning on going outside because I was wearing these slip on shoes:
They have zero traction on normal ground, let alone snow. I mentioned that to him when he wanted to cut across the snow covered grass. Not only do I have no traction, they don't have backs so my shoes would fill with snow and I was already on my 3rd pair of socks that day. Basically, the aren't snow shoes in any way, shape, or form. So Cameron decides to give me a piggy back ride across the snow, good idea, right? Unfortunately, the snow was REALLY slick so he slipped... with me on his back. so before I even knew what had happened, I was sitting in the snow. It soaked through my pants instantly. This evolved into a snow ball fight. It was really fun! But, I was at a lot of disadvantages. I'm a LOT smalled than Cameron is so I was easily thrown on the ground. And, back to the shoes, if I threw a snow ball too hard, I'd slip, if the ground sloped at all, I'd slip. My feet were soaked. At one point Cameron stole my shoe and made me hop across the snow on one foot to get it, I fell then too. He also filled my shoe with snow, that was cold to put back on. So basically, I got soaked and Cameron didn't even get wet. It was amazingly fun though!