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One Down

December 22, 2007


This week has been pretty bizarre. I’m “home” again, and by home, I remind you, I mean the apartment my parents are staying in while their new Delawarean house is being built. I’ve been sitting around a lot, reading, watching Extra’s DVDs. I finally left last night to go hang out in Philadelphia with Lauren and Alex, which was extremely fun – see pictures on facebook. We wandered around into some interesting stores, ate cheese-steaks, went to King of Prussia Mall, played with Shaggy the Dog (who was weirdly obsessed with my feet), and watched some “Flight of the Concords.”

But, you know, mostly I’ve just been sitting around. That has left me a lot of time to obsessively check my email to see if anyone has emailed me back about internships I’ve applied for. Because of the huge slash evil snowstorm last week in Boston, my phone interview for the soap opera internship did not happen and could not get back into contact with the woman I needed to, no matter how hard I tried. I started feeling like I was chasing an interview I’d already landed, which was frustrating. I tried all week, and because of that and not hearing from anyone else, I began to have a small panic attack. Visions of me sitting in LA while everyone went off to work and I laid on the couch eating chips ran through my head. Finally, I got a hold of her, and she basically said I had the internship, so….Yay! I have something to do when I get to LA! Some may scoff at soap operas, but the internship seems really cool. You get to help in all facets of production, because they are always in every step of production. I have another interview with a production company when I get into LA, so hopefully that will go well too, and I will be all set. Knock on wood.  

In other news, I’m going to Israel for 10 days on Birthright next Wednesday, so that’s pretty exciting! I’ve never been anywhere near there before, and most of my Jewish friends have been, so I’m finally joining the club. My mom says our itinerary looks good and exciting, so again…Yay!

I think that’s it for now. I hope everyone has a great Chanukah (a little belated) Christmas, and New Years, since I can’t really update when I’m in Israel. When I get back, I’ll only be a week away from LA. Get excited!  


Thanks Universe

October 28, 2007


Why wouldn’t today, the day when I have an interview with the program manager of the LA program at 9:50 in the morning, be the day that I somehow hit “off” on my phone alarm instead of “snooze.” Why wouldn’t this be the day that, instead of waking up at 7:30am as planned, taking a shower, and leisurely walking down to the International Programs office, I wake up at 9:30, throw my hair into a pony tail and run down to the office, thankfully grabbing my resume in between running a brush through my hair and over my teeth.

Sometimes I feel like God does these weird, obnoxious things to us just so he has something to watch. I mean, watching things go right for people for all eternity would be pretty boring. It follows the same principal that says that as soon as people get together on TV shows, the show stops being interesting to watch. (Which, by the way, is totally untrue. Jim and Pam forever!) For God, though, if he can just screw things up enough for you, I’m sure it provides a little entertainment…or at least passes the time, if there is a concept of time when you never die. Or live. Anyway, I also think that after God does these weird, annoying things to you, he sends you a little gift to help you through it, because if he didn’t, it would just be cruel. Case in point, as I ran outside, looking about 10 times less professional and put together than I would have hoped, the T was coming: It was just far enough away that I could catch it without running in front of a bus crossing Comm Ave, but close enough that I didn’t have to wait at all. If you don’t live in Boston, it might be hard to understand how rare and beautiful a gift this really is. To give you a little insight into how the T usually operates, I was waiting for Lynn the other night to go to dinner. As I stood waiting for her, two T’s came and stopped right in front of me in a five minute period. As soon as Lynn got there, we waited 10 minutes for another T to come, only to have it whiz by us, probably running express to Harvard Ave. We then waited another 10 minutes. Another T appeared in the distance. It too passed us by. I started to get pissed. Neither of these T’s was particularly full nor was there another T right behind them to indicate that they had to go express to get back on schedule. We then waited another 10 minutes for a T to finally come AND stop for us. As you can see, the little T miracle this morning, which allowed me to get to my interview on time (which I would not have if I had walked), was definitely something special.

As for my actual interview, it went well. I got a few resume tips that will hopefully make it stronger, and Michael, the program manager, made me feel that I won’t have a problem getting an internship. He said that I have good experience, which is something I rarely think about myself. Basically, this interview was just to get a feel for my interests so that they can send me some leads in Los Angeles to contact about internships. I hope I didn’t look like I just rolled out of bed…even though I did. Thanks God. Thanks a lot.


Too much TV? Never…

October 4, 2007


In the last two days I have watched 6 hours of prime time television. Sometimes I think about the amount of time I spend sitting in front of the TV, and I think I should be worried about myself, but I’m not. Then I start to worry about the fact that I’m not worried about myself and my excessive television watching, and that makes me even more worried. Or not worried. I’m kind of confused at this point. Probably because of the fact that my eyes are blurred over from watching too much TV…and then moving over to the computer to write about it.

To give you a quick taste: Yesterday, I watched America’s Next Top Model, because a girl who acts on Bay State is on this season (!!), while I was taping Pushing Daisies. I then watched Pushing Daisies, which I LOVED. I was worried that all the hype would make it an automatic letdown, but I don’t think I have genuinely “Awwed” at a television show more than I did in that hour. It was beautiful and whimsical and genuinely funny. Fabulous. After that, I went back to reality television to watch the Top Chef finale, which was heartbreaking. Can’t a girl just keep it together ONE time on that show and win one for the team? I mean, I get that Hung was the best chef, blah, blah, blah, but come on, Casey! Needless to say, things were thrown in anger during the lame live announcement. The knife twist: Marcel from last season was Hung’s friend. Surprising? Not in the least. Erk. After that upset, I was more than happy I had taped Dirty Sexy Money to lift my spirits like only Peter Krause can.

Today was a bit happier overall with the premier of 30 Rock and a new Office. 30 Rock wasn’t the best episode, but it did have some classic Alec Baldwin moments, thanks to Milf Island, and I never say no to Jerry Seinfeld since his stand-up has provided inside jokes for my family to last us years…and years. (“I don’t want to be in the luge!”) The Office then continued to warm my heart with Jim and Pam, especially when Jim noticed that perhaps Ryan couldn’t get any girl he wanted. I was very surprised, however, by how sad the break-up of Dwangela made me. Not that I think it will stick, but their dysfunction brings me so much joy. What other couple could bring in a cat named Garbage? I didn’t quite need to see Micheal and Dwight freaking out and driving into a lake, but I did laugh out loud, so I guess I can’t be too annoyed with the over the top antics.

Alright. I guess after boring everyone with all this television talk, I could give some real life news. This is like every conversation I have with Stephanie. We talk about television for an hour, then briefly recap things that have actually occurred, get bored and hang up. I actually know very little about what goes on in her life, except for what my mom tells me, which is usually grossly exaggerated to the point where I have visions of her stumbling down the street, disheveled and surrounded by floating papers. Anyway…real things: Jillian, one of my best friends, was officially accepted into the LA program two days ago, so we are both actually going. We were a little worried there for a while when COM was giving her a hard time about her GPA, but things have worked out. We can officially start planning our takeover of the west coast. We may or may not be making lists every time we watch The Hills of the places we need to hit up. (If we could ever actually get in, which is an entire discussion in itself that probably doesn’t end in our favor.) Every time something happens, the entire thing seems more and more real. There have been some moments where it is real in a sad way, like when we’ll talk about things that might happen on Bay State next semester or about Spring Break. I realize I won’t be here, which feels like I’m moving again for the 800th time. I am a little scared it’ll feel like the last two years of high school again, where my life is kind of going on with out me in a place where I no longer am. Then I think about LA and how many different and amazing experiences I could be having there, and all my sadness goes away. I mean, if you are going to leave your life for a while, what cooler place to go. For me, anyway.

My whole life plan kind of hinges on this semester too. I’ve been saying I’m going to move out to LA after graduation since I came to school here, but it is really based on this experience. If I love it, then that just solifidies it. I’ll move out there. If I hate it, I will kind of be left with an empty slate. I’ll have no idea where to go, except maybe New York, but I don’t know if I could really live there. Stephanie and I were talking about future plans today. We think we would make an awesome producing partnership, as we both came up with the same pilot idea for different classes about two weeks ago. We both encountered the same problems from other people with it, but both argued the same way as to why it would be SUCH a cool idea! Have I mentioned that we are the same person? After that talk, it became weirdly real. If I graduate early (which I’m really considering…) I’ll be done with college in a year and three months. That is nothing. Then I’m grown up. Like a real person. And I can only hope and pray that I can have someone like Stephanie with me when I have to actually face that, because if I end up on the opposite end of the country from BU, my parents, AND my sister, I think I might melt down.

Ok. This is way long. Like, I’m frightened for your sanity if you finished reading this long, so I’m going to go take in my 7th hour of television with some Daily Show and Colbert.


Forms: Check

October 1, 2007


Today I somehow made it out of my room by noon, after a taxing morning of working out and showering, to get to the post office and finally mail in all of my forms. My place in the program is now officially confirmed…or will be in three days when the folks running the program actually receive them. Until I get any more word about it, though, all I can do is wait and obsessively read internship postings at that will be filled before I even get out to LA. I’m pretty amazing at finding ways to procrastinate that somehow seem productive but in actuality are a huge waste of time.

For instance, I’ve a good chunk of time today researching CSS, thinking I will use these skills to spruce up this website, knowing full well that I don’t have the time, the necessary software or the real skill level to actually do anything worth while. Oh well…I got everything done today that I actually had to. It’s not my fault that I am freakishly productive, leaving me with hours of time to wander the internet in search of useless information. Maybe I’ll take redesigning this site on as a little project over winter break, as I am done with class on Dec. 11th and have no finals. We’ll see.

I should probably head out to my Bay State director’s meeting. When you only have one real commitment in a day, it probably reflects badly on you if you can’t make it.


Here We Go

September 29, 2007


Alright. You may be asking yourself…why this random switch of blogging situations, Amanda? Was this really necessary? Did you really take about 4 hours of your Saturday and devote them to creating this new journal, when you have a journal you’ve neglected for weeks…nay, months. Well, the answer to all these questions would be yes. Well, except for the first one, which was more of a call for an explanation than a yes or no question.

Basically, I wanted to have a different, more focused journal of my little adventure that starts in January: my semester in LA. I’ve been looking forward to participating in the BU in LA program since I came to school, and now that I have officially been accepted into the program, I wanted to start documenting my experience. Sure, I could just start a diary, but then I’d be retelling stories to myself at night that I want to tell to everyone else, so let’s look at this like a convenient time-saver.

So here we go: I was accepted into the program on Monday, because I applied freakishly early. I now have all my forms filled out and sitting beside me ready to be mailed off to the abroad office and the LA office to confirm my participation…and I am so excited. I’ve been researching internships in LA since before I came to BU. I’ve been imagining myself strutting down Sunset Blvd with a Coffee Bean Latte in my hand or jamming out in my car on my way out Burbank for months. Sure, my actual experience will probably involve more stress, sleep loss, and errand running than anything else, but hey, it also involves more sunshine, celebrity stalking opportunities, and beaches than BU, so I still say it’s a gain.

I’ll be using this journal to document everything from my internship search to my late-night exploits, so I hope you are with me for the ride!