Au Naturale strips live down to its raw, real form. This blog discusses beautiful, pop culture and natural hair and some other random things twentysomethings experience.
Monday, June 27, 2011
Long Time No Blog
The time 4:21pm, the place the news station, my energy way down! I could barely keep my eyes open while in the car with the reporter and photographer. So maybe the news room and working at a station isn't for me. I really love music so that is probably what I should do. I really love cable tv not so much news. That is probably the best job for me. I want to work with OWN now or Harpo. I'm claiming it now, I will work at OWN or Harpo. Forget you news stations. This job just isn't for me. I'm actually happy I see that now so that it's not a big disappointment later in life. Imagine being stuck at job that is only good for headaches and paying some of the bills. I want straight fulfillment in my life. That kind of goodness only comes from know what makes you happy and living within your means. Why do so many journalism majors craze for the anchor jobs? Mercy they are like puppets. All they do is read. The reporters, now that's the REAL work. Perhaps this is my month's worth of news station experience and irriation at work. Perhaps my childhood dreams of hosting my own TV show are foolish but I still believe. Maybe I will write a magazine. But I know one thing. I can't get anywhere without taking chances. When you dream big you do big. ( please put that on a postcard). So my dreams need to be a bit more practical for now. I need to get my feet wet somehow and gain some valueable experience for the next 50 hours of this internship. My goal is to work with the producer. I'm not going to be intimidated I'm just going to go and talk to her.Maybe I can write some scripts. Then I can put that on my resume. Script writing. I love writing. My tooth is hurting. HMMM. I"m rumbling. But the point of this post is..... It's been a minute I missed you.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
That's what friends are for
Sometimes I feel like I'm drifting through life all alone. Then someone texts me good morning every other day and i realized or yeah I have friends. I think people believe I'm some kind of bubbly social gal but I'm not. If I'm totally honest with myself I would rather be alone than with my friends or even my boyfriend. Why is that you may ask? If I had to trace it back it would probably start with always being around older people growing up. Yes I have two girl cousins the same age as me ( really more but these are the first cousins I'm referring to sorry name sake). I was always at the my Grammy and Papa Taylor's house. Grammy ( as I have grew to call her) was hooked up into her TV and my Papa honestly he must have been at work because I really don't remember what he was doing. I remember him there in the evenings... anyways but I was always with my grammy and my older sister. We would watch soaps all day and honestly we would be pretty hot.So my sister and I would go to the basement or go outside until my grandma decided it was just too hot and to close all the doors and windows and cut on the air (IT WAS NOT CENTRAL AIR) Now my childhood and going into my adult hood didn't involve going to friends houses or just chilling. I was mostly with my family. Which sounds strange now that I think of it but now I get it. This is why I am aloner. I am used to being around my family, relaying on my family for support. Now I have friends that want to help me and a boyfriend that wants to be supportive but what do I do? Blow them off. It's so rude actually. So today when I was just passing through a bit of a crisis, friends were there in numbers to be supportive. " That's what friends are for."
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