Thursday, January 14, 2010
Give Me Your Heart and I Promise to Keep it Safe
Things seem to be getting worse before they get better.
Worldwide, as you all know, the country of Haiti suffered a tremendous earthquake on Tuesday. This would gravely affect the lives of anyone no matter where it happened, but Haiti is a third-world country. The quake caused several UN buildings to collapse including the headquarters in Port-au-Prince. They do not have the resources or finances that other countries are privileged to have so recovery for them must be as fast as possible. President Obama has already pledged to have money donated to the country and the first lady Michelle is also encouraging those to donate towards the relief effort.
Even though I myself don't have much money, I feel very much the need to give what I can. I get my paycheck tomorrow so I'm setting aside some money towards those in need. It is during times of crisis that we should not forget one another and by giving, even just a small amount, we really do help and create a difference in the lives of others.
At my job, the big topic of conversation is not Haiti but rather the NBC/Jay Leno/Conan O'Brien debacle. One of the women I work with has a son who is a staff writer for Conan and says that the news does not look good for the show at all. The network is threatening to bar him from being aired because Conan refused to take the 12:05 slot.
I adore Conan O'Brien and was fortunate enough to attend a taping of his show last summer. Little did I know it could potentially be the last time I get a chance to do so. Conan has refused to take the slot so that Jay Leno can get his old spot back and I fully stand by Conan's decision. NBC has made a complete mess out of The Tonight Show and as everyone in my office agrees, no one is going to be the winner here.
On the home front, my brother Earl is leaving home to join the Navy on Tuesday. He will go through basic training in Illinois and then move to Pensacola, Florida to work there for four years on the computer systems.
I'm very proud of him and excited for all that he will see and do, but I get antsy. He is my kid brother after all, the boy I spent my childhood goofing off with and teenage years spontaneously blowing up into fits of adolescent angst at. He's growing up, as is the rest of my family.
I'm still on the outs on how I feel about growing up.
Meanwhile, I'll be lucky if I have a chance to breathe this semester. It's my last one in college and this means...
* classes in marketing, advertising, and creative writing
* departmental honors in which I'm writing a big paper about social networking (I will try to stay as un-biased against Facebook as possible. That will be harder with Twitter.) which I get to present in our school's annual Festival of Scholars in April
* independent study program where I'll get to continue writing my fashion column for the school newspaper, but will explore the world of column writing in general
* work at both jobs, in my school's marketing department and as a writing tutor
* the 3 clubs I'm a member of
Winded yet? I am. Yet at the same time, people have come to expect constant business from me so on many levels, this is hardly surprising and nothing new.
Not on the list, but still very important are also:
* Blogging and Tumblring, my online loves
* Spending as much time as possible with my friends. Which won't be much time, but I'll find a way to make it work out.
* Jobs: The Search Continues
* Uh, if possible, try to avoid male distractions. They are somewhat to blame for that C+ in one of my classes last semester. 'Try' is the operative word here; I have ADD around guys and like a new one practically every week.
* Watch new seasons of Project Runway and Glee.
It's nonstop. Chaotic. Turns and twists and heartbreak and loneliness and joy and aging and birth and new destinations and old places all wrapped up in a big venti Starbucks cup.
Things might be bad and sometimes return to that bad place. Luckily, we remember just when we might have forgotten just how much we mean to one another and how very much just our presence makes such a difference to others. People say this all of the time and it remains a solid truth throughout the ages.
Everyone's got a good heart. I just know it.
Love to you all,
PS: A big, big thank you to Dibbly Fresh and Fashion Pearls of Wisdom for the awards!