Spending this beautiful day with some of my favorite people. #sunny #seattle (at Discovery Park)
One of the best things about being a journalist is receiving (positive) feedback from those you have written about.
For my story about a local roller derby league, which can be found here, the two women I wrote about were just so grateful and gracious (especially with the flood of e-mails I was sending them). Hearing that they liked my coverage of their sport, something that is a very key part of their lives, was just amazing.
On top of that, one of the editors I wrote for this past quarter offered to let me freelance for her paper. So that is pretty damn cool.
Things are going well.
So my housemate and I decided to go swing dancing in Century Ballroom in Capitol Hill tonight.
It was so much fun—watching people dancing, actually dancing, all of it. It was great.
There were people that looked my age or younger that were just brilliant dancers. The guy my housemate danced with said a good portion of them went to one of the local “alternative” high schools. Things made a bit more sense after that.
Long story short: I will be returning next Sunday. I will be dragging some friends along as well.
Gah. This has been the most fun I have had in awhile.
I have been working on my roller derby story for several days now.
Why can’t I finish it? Gah.
In other news, roller derby is really interesting and I am stoked to go see a scrimmage in Bellevue on Tuesday.
The writing might stress me the hell out, but talking to interesting people really makes up for all that.
THREE DAY WEEKEND.
- I was coerced into watching Breaking Dawn by one of my housemates. Thankfully, mixed drinks and wine were involved, so we cracked jokes through all of it. (“He wants to scuba dive into her vagina” may or may not have been said.)
- Daria and I then lazed around at a friend’s house, played cards, listened to new(ish) music, and then went for doughnuts at 1 a.m.
- Discussions of getting a cat next year
- In the evening, I went shopping in U-Village with my housemate and Daria to look for interview clothes for myself. I acquired a new blazer, thankfully.
- When we returned, we watched Sorority Boys and cooked dinner.
- I went on my first bike ride on my new (but still unnamed) bicycle. B. and I took the Burke over to Fremont to browse through the Sunday Market.
- (My thighs are now very sore from biking. I am so out of shape! Blah.)
- Daria came over once I returned from Fremont. Baking mayhem commenced.
- We made our Chunky Monkey cakes, which became incredibly frustrating at several points. Thankfully, we began blasting some Queen, Bowie, Billy Joel, and music from high school and things began going a bit better.
- (More on the cake later!)
- Our friends came over and we all devoured the cakes and put together a puzzle. So much purple…
- Woke up at 5:55 a.m. to register for classes. Thanks to my class-standing as a senior, I was able to get all the courses I wanted. So I will be taking Journalism Ethics, Publication Design, Community Journalism, and German Conversation and Writing for Spring Quarter.
- And now, here I am.
- I now have to write my history paper, which I had thankfully outlined last week.
- I have a nutella, peanut butter, and banana sandwich and a soyrizo quesadilla prepared so I do not have an excuse to go downstairs.
- Now, goodbye for awhile, Tumblr. Essay-hermitting INITIATE.
The tickets for both of The National’s shows at The Neptune are already sold out.
Do not mind me as I beat myself over the head for not shelling out the fifty bucks earlier…