This is a crazy place. By "this" I mean the Adcenter, as well as Richmond. First, to give you an idea of what it's been like in school so far, here's how last week went:
Monday: Had to hand in 2 written assignments, had a quiz on a few readings, group presentation on a business ethics issue, filmed commercial due on Wednesday morning, met with copywriting partner for campaign for nationalpopularvote.com, finished song for Tuesday morning.
Tuesday: Had to sing song I wrote about paint in front of class of about 50 (complete with working microphone and stand), listened to everyone else's songs, did more on nationalpopularvote campaign, supposed to have a class in the afternoon that professor changed to one-on-one meetings with him so didn't leave school until after 9 p.m.
Wednesday: Had to hand in 60-second McDonald's commercial that I worked on with 3 other class members, go to class and watch everyone's commercials, have a technology class in the early evening, meet with group for another presentation due on Monday, work on captions for a photo given to us by copywriting professor that are due on Thursday.
Thursday: Fun class where we all put up our photos and captions. I am going to put the best ones up on the blog soon. I think you'll all enjoy them.
I'm exhausted just typing all this stuff! It's been a good experience here to date, but it's tiring. And they try to get rid of any ego as quickly as possible. I must be learning since these professors know what they're doing--but I couldn't quite explain what I have actually learned yet.
Now, for Richmond. I went out last night to watch the Yankees vs. Red Sox. I got to see the great comeback, which was fun. (To my Red Sox Fan relatives and friends: nah-nah-nah-nah-nah). There were an equal number of fans for each team at the restaurant. While I was sitting there, I noticed this video game, Big Buck Hunter Pro. It has plastic rifles attached that you use to shoot deer.
Now, southerners seem nice so far. But shooting realistic-looking deer with a giant plastic rifle? Really? I felt like Marisa Tomei in My Cousin Vinny when she chastised Vinny for worrying about what to wear when he was going deer hunting with the DA. I guess anywhere you go, there will be ways that you don't fit in. That's just one of them for me down here!
Monday: Had to hand in 2 written assignments, had a quiz on a few readings, group presentation on a business ethics issue, filmed commercial due on Wednesday morning, met with copywriting partner for campaign for nationalpopularvote.com, finished song for Tuesday morning.
Tuesday: Had to sing song I wrote about paint in front of class of about 50 (complete with working microphone and stand), listened to everyone else's songs, did more on nationalpopularvote campaign, supposed to have a class in the afternoon that professor changed to one-on-one meetings with him so didn't leave school until after 9 p.m.
Wednesday: Had to hand in 60-second McDonald's commercial that I worked on with 3 other class members, go to class and watch everyone's commercials, have a technology class in the early evening, meet with group for another presentation due on Monday, work on captions for a photo given to us by copywriting professor that are due on Thursday.
Thursday: Fun class where we all put up our photos and captions. I am going to put the best ones up on the blog soon. I think you'll all enjoy them.
I'm exhausted just typing all this stuff! It's been a good experience here to date, but it's tiring. And they try to get rid of any ego as quickly as possible. I must be learning since these professors know what they're doing--but I couldn't quite explain what I have actually learned yet.
Now, for Richmond. I went out last night to watch the Yankees vs. Red Sox. I got to see the great comeback, which was fun. (To my Red Sox Fan relatives and friends: nah-nah-nah-nah-nah). There were an equal number of fans for each team at the restaurant. While I was sitting there, I noticed this video game, Big Buck Hunter Pro. It has plastic rifles attached that you use to shoot deer.
Now, southerners seem nice so far. But shooting realistic-looking deer with a giant plastic rifle? Really? I felt like Marisa Tomei in My Cousin Vinny when she chastised Vinny for worrying about what to wear when he was going deer hunting with the DA. I guess anywhere you go, there will be ways that you don't fit in. That's just one of them for me down here!
