The game's up, Scarlet! There are no bullets in that gun

Probably one of the only Thursday nights this semester I have stayed in...let alone updated my blog. I actually was planning on going out but now I'm relieved that I didn't because I'm sitting in a comfy chair in a dark room and my bed is just calling to me. Anyways, Ive been slacking lately, but I find that the longer you don't update, the less events seem worthy of mentioning. Like only something extremely grand or philosophical or newsworthy should be stated. Since I waited and waited and nothing magical happened to me this week, I figured it was time to write at least something...unmagical.

Today there was a job fair on campus. The job fair is quite a big deal here at USC. It happens usually once a semester and representatives from all sorts of career paths line trousdale avenue. Hundreds of students bombard them, dressed in freshly pressed suits and brandishing resumes. I, of course, was one of them. Well, not wearing a pressed suit, but I was there all the same. I had gotten an email about it and noticed that a few companies I was interested in were going to be there. New Line Cinema was there with none other than the guy I've been talking to about an internship since January. I stopped by, said hello and gave him another copy of my resume. He said he'd keep me updated when the time came to hire summer interns. So our game of cat and mouse continues. Paramount studios, 20th century fox, and disney consumer branch were all there too and I handed out resumes. That's just about all you can do. I hate looking for internships. It's so volatile. You have to get an internship under your belt to be considered experienced when you graduate, but you can't get an internship if you don't have experience! I don't know about other majors, but in graphic entertainment design where the field of applicants is already bursting at the seams, it's nearly impossible to get your foot in the door. I hate saying "get your foot in the door." Makes me feel very competitive when what I really feel like doing is frolicking in a field of daisies with the other graphic design applicants and not compete for a job. Most of the time I want to go back to a simplier time when I didn't have to worry about working or college or anything important. That's why I liked art to begin with, I didn't have to totally be caught up in this superficial "office space" world.

I'm feeling the difference in my intro to advertising class. It's very real world based and he has all these big shot ad executives come in and talk to us. It's starting to get me freaked out though. Selling products. Pushing consumerism. Not even caring about what I'm talking about so long as it gets sales to increase. I don't like it. I refuse to let that become my life. I couldn't care less about how to market toilet paper to teenagers between the ages of 13-17 so that they'll think it's cool. The thought of doing this sort of thing is kinda depressing. So now I know what I DONT want to do. But I'm sticking with my minor in advertising so that I have that backup when i graduate. Anyway, plenty of stuff going on this weekend including Diamond Ball, my birthday dinner, and my real birthday that I'm spending with family. More update soon!

And right when I thought that all guys had lost their sense of chivalry, I had this lovely conversation with my brother about his Valentine's Day gift for his girlfriend. Brigitte and Caitlyn were saying that they don't get into traditional romantic gestures and want the guy to be wacky. Doing something really offbeat is great because then it shows that a guy is thinking about something unique and personal to you. I would like that too, but I think I'd still be pretty damn impressed if I got something even remotely like this.

PrityLittlePixie (12:06:39 AM): what are you getting noelle for valentine's day
AtarisDude23 (12:06:49 AM): well....its kinda an all day thing...
AtarisDude23 (12:09:13 AM): i want to give her roses during her brunch, then a bit before sunset i'm leaving her house & meeting ken @ this spot on a hill which overlooks everything from the 14 to the Grapvine, he & I are setting up a table w/ candels & two chairs w/ a bottle of sparkling cider, then i will go to noelle's house, blindfold her, call ken to let him know he doesnt have to guard it anymore, take her there, read her a poem, give her some chocolates, then some more chocolate, & a teddy bear, then we're going to dinner