Busy Little Hornet

Well, today was busy busy busy. Even though I don't have as long of a day on Tuesdays and Thursdays than I do on Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays it was still rather insane! I woke up around 7 am took a shower and got ready for my 8 am class. Basically the class is to talk about our stories for the week, what's happening down in News 7 and how we can improve on common mistakes occurring throughout the week. Since we didn't have News 7 last week it was more double checking schedules making sure shifts were correct, and introducing the newbies to websites frequently used in the station. This semester we have oodles and oodles of reporters, this poses difficulty when trying to find stories and work out interviews because there aren't as many photographers & cameras to account for all of us! After class I hit the snack bar for a much needed coffee then made my way back upstairs for Contemporary Dram and Lit. Today was presentation day! We read our stories that we wrote for class, analyzed them, categorized them and basically related them directly to what we're going to be working on. Once class was over I had a two and a half hour break. Unfortunately for me this was not "down" time. I shot over the Small Mall (aka the Green Mountain Mall) and tried to find shoes that wouldn't hurt my knee and ankle as much (sometimes being an athlete makes you feel so old), I also needed to pick up a card to mail back home. After this I ran home grabbed somethings for my 1:30 class, shot the post office to get a four cent stamp (funny story, I mailed my Gram a birthday card with some left over $.37 stamps completely unaware the stamp had gone up to $.41... Whoops! Mom got a kick out of it when she called.) I got up to school early enough to get an article for Performance class tomorrow. I felt like a chicken with my head cut off, running from place to place panic stricken with time restraints. Last class of the day, Painting. Class was uneventful today, my excitement to dive in and learn to paint is itching so bad I can't pay attention to techniques we're learning to make us better painters. Maybe my passion to learn will just leap out of me and on to the canvas when I begin. Once 3 o'clock hit I was in the clear... Except for the pounds of homework and phone calls I needed to make to set up interviews for my up and coming stories. BLAH. Reading, writing, finding art supplies online I would have rather vegged out for a while. Good news is practice got changed to 8:15... Only 30 minutes earlier than before but it gets me out just that much earlier so I can come home, read some more and hit the hay for an EXTREMELY long day tomorrow!
But, I need to get some more things done before basketball! So until tomorrow...