advertise this!

I was thinking today about what I should do with my advertising degree. I am really in to the prospect of design more specifically web design but I don't thing my schooling will cover much of that. I am also facing the challenege that I want to believe in that which I will be advertising. I don't really want to advertise soda, or fast food, or sell an image that makes people doubt themselves. Rachel was talking the other day about how she hopes that someday we can open our own public relations and advertising firm. She talks about the fact that she thinks she could do all the things being done at her work this summer. That would be preferable. I would love to work from home and entertain clients. However, I also realize the importance of experience and will probably need to prove myself before such a venture. Could you imagine? I would love to make a comfortable living so that we could do pro bono work for non-profits or other charities and organizations we believe in. We will see.

I think my sense of humor fell out of the car and was run over twice. I am noticing the complete lack of humor in what I have to say, yet humor is something I value a lot in life. Everything is so serious. When I reread what I post I bore myself and that ain't good. I notice the blogs I like most include quirky, rediculous events that happens in one's daily life. Stuff that isn't innately funny until you make it that way. This ,big picture, meaning of life stuff is truly a drag. I thought college and living on my own would loosen me up I've grown more uptight save going to a foam party and actually dancing. Who the hell saw that coming. While I may never be innovative enough to think up "nutcam" (that's for you kim), I need to walk the fine line of fun-loving and responsible, being careful not to lean too far one way or the other until I fall on my face. It always comes down to balance. If I were to ever tattoo a word on myself it would be balance.

~sag

what is there to say

I have nothing to say. That is why I have not posted in awhile. That is why, when I talk to you on the phone, I am quiet. I have no idea why but I have nothing to say. I don't think I have adjusted. I keep busy with summer school but I think what is lacking is human interaction. In college, you are constantly around people. At home, in class, everywhere there are people. The minute Rachel walks in from work I am happier and when the rest of her family comes home I am happier but from 8:00am to 1:00pm I am lost. In result, the unthinkable is happening: I miss Flagstaff. It has nothing to do with Las Vegas or Rachel's family. I enjoy my time here, and I am having a lot of fun with her family. It's something hard to explain. I miss our friends, our Safeway, our restaurants, our furniture, our town, our school, our parks, our everything. The rediculous thing is that I know two weeks into being back I will miss Las Vegas and the people here and continue to miss Phoenix while constantly complaining about how terrible Flagstaff is. I thought this summer, my free time would be good to spend on improving myself. I would have time to do homework, eat right, and exercise but I am finding that these are things easier to accomplish when the rest of your life is busy. Anyhow, I don't mean to complain because the majority of my time is spent having fun and enjoying my summer break. Of course, the selfish nature of people is to concentrate on whats going wrong rather then to appreciate all that's right their life.

~sag