5 Days and Counting...

School is nearly upon me, and I can say that I am less that excited about it. First I am not enrolled in any Media Arts classes this semester. I was hoping to avoid this with Advanced Standing, but I didn't study hard enough and got a bad grade in film history. So I suppose it is my own fault. Second, the School of Media Arts has now joined with...

...I'll give you one guess...

The theater department. We are now called..

The School of Theatre, Film, and Television.

I suppose I wouldn't be so upset if our name was first but oh well.

I am retaking that lighting class that i got a D in last fall to improve my GPA. Although I will have to put up with that bastard who was the TA last year as the cage manager, the TA will be different. Which is good.

I got a job with the computer department at the UA which is good. I think I will like it. Hopefully that job, coupled with MARPL and News 4 will allow me to get that Hannah Montana comforter I long to have.

The new film club is making progress. Although we have been discovered by the UFO, we continue to work on promos and other projects, which is more than what they are doing this summer. On Monday, we shot at my condo. After most everyone left, we decided to shoot an additional improvised scene in which Heather was tied up in the closet. Everything was going well, until one of the crew thought it was a good idea to cut the duct tape off with a knife. Needless to say there was blood and stitches. Just his, not Heather's. And for anyone who ever needs to get blood out of tile grout...Hydrogen Peroxide - worked like a charm. The next day we shot in Vail at my mom's place. We had fun and got some really great stuff all things considered. Looking forward to getting approved by ASUA.

And speaking of Heather...

She and another member of our new film club have become my best friends. We called upon a reference from "the girl next door" Were a Fucking Tripod. We sat and talked for a long time. Truth be told, I have never had that experience with friends like that before. It was amazing. I want to tell them about the real me but at the same time, I don't want to lose them. Something to talk about with my therapist tomorrow.

I have to get up a little early tomorrow. Gotta go to the condo and get my outfit for my meeting with my therapist. So I am gonna head to bed. Until Next Time...

-Hannah