We spent Sunday cooped up in PH217 to finalize Milestone 1. But we weren't only equipped with laptops and use cases - Alex brought his Xbox yeargh!
We started the meeting with Alex and Don killing each other off in SoulCalibur. After much concentration and vigor, we all took a break eating Chinese takeout and fortune cookies. It was well after an hour before we started anything on our phase report.
Then we were all brain-drained and Sam had a serious attack of gaming-deficiency. It was pretty chronic since he had been away from his CounterStrike for almost 12 hours. So we all took a well deserved break and began kicking each other's asses again.
It was dark out when our meeting adjourned. Eventhough we were exhausted, it was clearly a productive meeting.
Monday, September 13, 2004
Thursday, September 09, 2004
EH?
Exactly my thoughts about the first week of school :p Things are going full steam ahead, too soon for my liking. But it's either that or being left behind wallowing over summer's past.
We've had meetings just about everyday with our clients. Not such a bad thing since they treat us to pizza and drinks :) But as early as 9:30 in the morning? So much for showing up in professional attire. PJs and bunny slippers will have to do :p
We've had meetings just about everyday with our clients. Not such a bad thing since they treat us to pizza and drinks :) But as early as 9:30 in the morning? So much for showing up in professional attire. PJs and bunny slippers will have to do :p
Saturday, August 28, 2004
CASTLES MADE OF SAND...
That's how my holidays appear to be like...But no regrets :) I've had one hell of a time this summer. And I think I would be as bold as to say that this may have been the best ;)
I fly back this evening at 10:45PM, my tummy fiercely protesting the airline food we are bound to be served tonight. But i guess it'll be singing a different tune once we arrive in Pitt and all I can feed it is my own cooking :p
I can't believe another summer has come and gone. And now i'm left to ponder about what the final two semesters have in store for me. Torture, no doubt. Professor Mertz emailed me a couple of days back and offered a job with the TechBridgeWorld project. It consists of database management, naturally, and i am very much tempted. But with my final year ahead of me and a major project to look forward to (whee..), i think it might be best to turn the offer down :( I hope such an offer will present itself to me next Spring when I am much more available *crosses fingers*
So, today I fly back. Arrive, Sunday. Senior project meeting, Monday. A little preview of what's to come, eh? :p
But at least I know that I had a holiday well spent :) And that I had an awesome last couple of days :D
Plus it helps to know that i have a box of sand, somewhere...
I fly back this evening at 10:45PM, my tummy fiercely protesting the airline food we are bound to be served tonight. But i guess it'll be singing a different tune once we arrive in Pitt and all I can feed it is my own cooking :p
I can't believe another summer has come and gone. And now i'm left to ponder about what the final two semesters have in store for me. Torture, no doubt. Professor Mertz emailed me a couple of days back and offered a job with the TechBridgeWorld project. It consists of database management, naturally, and i am very much tempted. But with my final year ahead of me and a major project to look forward to (whee..), i think it might be best to turn the offer down :( I hope such an offer will present itself to me next Spring when I am much more available *crosses fingers*
So, today I fly back. Arrive, Sunday. Senior project meeting, Monday. A little preview of what's to come, eh? :p
But at least I know that I had a holiday well spent :) And that I had an awesome last couple of days :D
Plus it helps to know that i have a box of sand, somewhere...
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
Friday, August 20, 2004
SUMMER SHOOT
Couldn't bring my SLR since it was too bulky :( But mum had her camera handy and we shot about 9 rolls of film.
Dig in :)
Eastern Europe Tour
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
FINAL STRETCH...
Home sweet home! Where rice is abundant and the meat is halal :) Also where the curry smell sticks to your hand and the chilli is actually hot.
Travelling eastern europe was a blast. 15 days crossing borders and encountering various cultures and languages. Thank god for the Euro.
We had a German tour guide and a Belgium driver, and lots and lots of Ozzies, Brits and Americans. Apparently the culture sampling began right there :)
Ute, our tour guide, imparted much knowlegde on us all and made the entire trip a living history. Stories of Kings and Queens, empires and wars made the whole journey much more eventful. I can hardly even begin to relate back all the places and people I have met and leanrt of.
The last 2 days were spent in London where we busied ourselves car-boot shopping and walking through Oxford Street (keyword being 'walking through' :p). You can't help but love London with their small roads and small cars that fit about 4 to 5 people the size of rugby players. Simply amazing :)
Am still a little pooped from all the travelling. But happy, all the same :)
You can travel to the edge of the world, meet all the people that make up this crazy place we call earth, and still find yourself happiest when you're back at home.
Long live Malaysia ;)
Travelling eastern europe was a blast. 15 days crossing borders and encountering various cultures and languages. Thank god for the Euro.
We had a German tour guide and a Belgium driver, and lots and lots of Ozzies, Brits and Americans. Apparently the culture sampling began right there :)
Ute, our tour guide, imparted much knowlegde on us all and made the entire trip a living history. Stories of Kings and Queens, empires and wars made the whole journey much more eventful. I can hardly even begin to relate back all the places and people I have met and leanrt of.
The last 2 days were spent in London where we busied ourselves car-boot shopping and walking through Oxford Street (keyword being 'walking through' :p). You can't help but love London with their small roads and small cars that fit about 4 to 5 people the size of rugby players. Simply amazing :)
Am still a little pooped from all the travelling. But happy, all the same :)
You can travel to the edge of the world, meet all the people that make up this crazy place we call earth, and still find yourself happiest when you're back at home.
Long live Malaysia ;)
Saturday, July 31, 2004
EUROPEAN ESCAPADE
'Tis the season to travel!
Tonight I'll be off for an 18-day-tour around the imperial capitals of Europe. I'm so excited but so far I've been able to compose myself and not get too carried away. I think it's starting to kick in though and I really can't wait any longer :)
We'll be visiting London, and then from there head off to Belgium, Luxembourg, Germany, Austria, Hungary, Slovakia and Czech Republik. Maybe France if time permits. But my budget may disagree. Truth be told, I think I've reached a financial cul de sac :p
Well, au revoir all and hope everyone enjoys their holidays! Pray I get their safe and return here with goodies and tons to tell :)
Muahs!
Tonight I'll be off for an 18-day-tour around the imperial capitals of Europe. I'm so excited but so far I've been able to compose myself and not get too carried away. I think it's starting to kick in though and I really can't wait any longer :)
We'll be visiting London, and then from there head off to Belgium, Luxembourg, Germany, Austria, Hungary, Slovakia and Czech Republik. Maybe France if time permits. But my budget may disagree. Truth be told, I think I've reached a financial cul de sac :p
Well, au revoir all and hope everyone enjoys their holidays! Pray I get their safe and return here with goodies and tons to tell :)
Muahs!
Monday, July 26, 2004
TO THE STARS AND BACK...
My, my how time does fly...
Last week was a wicked ride. I finally completed my Delia Smith piece (due to come up the week of August the 2nd, ladies and gents..) and I also actually interviewed...hold your horses everybody...a cosmonaut! Hell yeah. And who says astronauts only exist on your tv screen :p
It was awesome - except for the fact that I was having a bad case of "runny-nose-dripping-all-over-my-face" flu. But like a true intern, I braved the flu and went on on this intergalactic task of interviewing Colonel Yuri Gidzenko.
I am proud to say that this time around I was a lot more sane and did not stutter at all. I was composed and calm. I was Cool Yazmin. Yazmin the Journalist. Yazmin the Oh-So-Cool Journalist. *grin*
It also helped that this Russian fella wasn't exactly a linguist and English wasn't his mother tongue. So naturally I was a lot more confident and conducted the interview somewhat professionally (with the occasional sniffs, poor me). He was a warm character, I must add, and we had a few laughs during our little session. Russians are funny. In a nice kind of way :)
The Cosmonaut Edpisode was fun and if it weren't for my flu, I would have been celebrating on table tops that night. Unfortunately the flu took over and soon enough I was sprawled on my bed. Two days straight. I developed rashes and went frantic for awhile when my mum (always the all-knowing doctor :) ) suggested it was measles. So the next day we went to the hospital to get my blood checked, just to see if it was dengue. Funnily enough, as soon as we stepped out of the hospital, the rashes magically disappeared.
Hmmm....
Anyway, so at least it got me out of work. Not that I wanted to (work is so fun!). But I did get enough rest. Only three weeks into this journalism field and already I am starting to feel the exhaustion of being in the frontline. And my tasks aren't even half as hard or demanding as Cheryl's or Sheila's. Who says writing is easy?
After the fading of the mysterious rashes, I was back on my feet and at work. How I missed the Zoo and the other ladies. Seriously, The Edge is the best place to hang out :)
Come Saturday, I went to my first squash match. I honestly didn't expect to enjoy it as much as I did. Unfortunately Nicole lost to some other lass. This has happened before, and I'm wondering if I bring bad luck...
Anyway, after all that, now I'm finally in my final week here at The Edge. It's rather sad and yet I know that somehow it's not exactly the end. Don't ask me the end of what, for I surely can't elaborate. It's just that somehow I feel this is probably the beginning of something more interesting for me. And I'm very much happy :)
But for now, I'm coming to the end of this little chapter of my 3-month-summer. And as much as I feel I have almost reached the stars, I know it's time to fly back down for awhile and get on with college.
Life is full of fun :)
Last week was a wicked ride. I finally completed my Delia Smith piece (due to come up the week of August the 2nd, ladies and gents..) and I also actually interviewed...hold your horses everybody...a cosmonaut! Hell yeah. And who says astronauts only exist on your tv screen :p
It was awesome - except for the fact that I was having a bad case of "runny-nose-dripping-all-over-my-face" flu. But like a true intern, I braved the flu and went on on this intergalactic task of interviewing Colonel Yuri Gidzenko.
I am proud to say that this time around I was a lot more sane and did not stutter at all. I was composed and calm. I was Cool Yazmin. Yazmin the Journalist. Yazmin the Oh-So-Cool Journalist. *grin*
It also helped that this Russian fella wasn't exactly a linguist and English wasn't his mother tongue. So naturally I was a lot more confident and conducted the interview somewhat professionally (with the occasional sniffs, poor me). He was a warm character, I must add, and we had a few laughs during our little session. Russians are funny. In a nice kind of way :)
The Cosmonaut Edpisode was fun and if it weren't for my flu, I would have been celebrating on table tops that night. Unfortunately the flu took over and soon enough I was sprawled on my bed. Two days straight. I developed rashes and went frantic for awhile when my mum (always the all-knowing doctor :) ) suggested it was measles. So the next day we went to the hospital to get my blood checked, just to see if it was dengue. Funnily enough, as soon as we stepped out of the hospital, the rashes magically disappeared.
Hmmm....
Anyway, so at least it got me out of work. Not that I wanted to (work is so fun!). But I did get enough rest. Only three weeks into this journalism field and already I am starting to feel the exhaustion of being in the frontline. And my tasks aren't even half as hard or demanding as Cheryl's or Sheila's. Who says writing is easy?
After the fading of the mysterious rashes, I was back on my feet and at work. How I missed the Zoo and the other ladies. Seriously, The Edge is the best place to hang out :)
Come Saturday, I went to my first squash match. I honestly didn't expect to enjoy it as much as I did. Unfortunately Nicole lost to some other lass. This has happened before, and I'm wondering if I bring bad luck...
Anyway, after all that, now I'm finally in my final week here at The Edge. It's rather sad and yet I know that somehow it's not exactly the end. Don't ask me the end of what, for I surely can't elaborate. It's just that somehow I feel this is probably the beginning of something more interesting for me. And I'm very much happy :)
But for now, I'm coming to the end of this little chapter of my 3-month-summer. And as much as I feel I have almost reached the stars, I know it's time to fly back down for awhile and get on with college.
Life is full of fun :)
Sunday, July 18, 2004
ARTICLES, DELIA SMITH, AND AN INTERESTING SATURDAY AFTERNOON
A week with The Edge and I'm starting to feel the pressures of deadlines and interviews. The first week, I was given the task of preparing the Markets section of Options (which will be out tomorrow for the week of July 19th :)). Though it's nothing huge - just 2 short articles "selling" some products and a 500+ word story on juggling careers and parenting - I'm still pretty psyched; my very first byline :D
The next excitement was that I attended a pretty posh launching of a well-known beauty product. It was a modest affair with only a couple of journalists from 6-8 selected newspapers. I came home with a goody bag and some serious reconsideration of my current major :p I was later told by Cheryl that they travel a number of places each year, with Switzerland being an annual visit, in order to cover stories. If that's not enough, they actually get a lot of stuff from the launchings they attend. Think Louis Vuitton and Chanel. Drool...
Then came my major assignment: I was to interview Delia Smith: national icon, bestselling cookery author and director of Norwich City Football Club. I might as well have entered myself into Fear Factor and chugged a bucket of snails. So great was my fear. However, I came out of the interview in one piece, though my interview notes are another story (I kept forgetting to jot down what she said). And as much as I'd like to brag that I conducted the interview like a natural, I actually froze a couple of times and stuttered like an old jalopy ("S-So h-ho-ho-how, er wh-wh-what inspires you?"). Sheila saved me many a time, filling in the awkward silences that followed when my mind went blank. Oh the agony (Kill me somebody, kill me now). Sheila told me not to kick myself too hard since it was, after all, my first interview. It was indeed a great experience; priceless some might say. And acting a fool in front of Sheila and Delia was actually a decent price to pay.
The next excitement was that I attended a pretty posh launching of a well-known beauty product. It was a modest affair with only a couple of journalists from 6-8 selected newspapers. I came home with a goody bag and some serious reconsideration of my current major :p I was later told by Cheryl that they travel a number of places each year, with Switzerland being an annual visit, in order to cover stories. If that's not enough, they actually get a lot of stuff from the launchings they attend. Think Louis Vuitton and Chanel. Drool...
Then came my major assignment: I was to interview Delia Smith: national icon, bestselling cookery author and director of Norwich City Football Club. I might as well have entered myself into Fear Factor and chugged a bucket of snails. So great was my fear. However, I came out of the interview in one piece, though my interview notes are another story (I kept forgetting to jot down what she said). And as much as I'd like to brag that I conducted the interview like a natural, I actually froze a couple of times and stuttered like an old jalopy ("S-So h-ho-ho-how, er wh-wh-what inspires you?"). Sheila saved me many a time, filling in the awkward silences that followed when my mind went blank. Oh the agony (Kill me somebody, kill me now). Sheila told me not to kick myself too hard since it was, after all, my first interview. It was indeed a great experience; priceless some might say. And acting a fool in front of Sheila and Delia was actually a decent price to pay.
Tuesday, July 06, 2004
A WANNABE'S WRITING STINT
As soon as I arrived home, I felt elated that I had a whole 3 months to neglect my brains and stuff my face with real food. But come the second week of hols, I couldn't stand it; it was too dull to stay home, too quiet, and it didn't help that I spent the first weeks shopping with mum all day buying stuff out of pure lust.
So I distributed my writing portfolio and resume to a couple of magazine/newspaper publishers. I figured that since I'd propably be coding for the rest of my life (oh joy..), this would be the only chance for me to try my hand at journalism/publishing.
The Asian Wall Street Journal offered me a 1-week stint and The Edge offered me a month with their paper. I chose the latter mainly because The Edge is well-known locally to the corporate world and because I needed that whole month to occupy myself and the fact that the words 'Wall Street Journal' (brrr...) scares me a little: I wanted to settle on something a little lighthearted and a little less technical. Besides, their HQ is in Hong Kong, so I probably wouldn't get to see the entire workings of a published newspaper.
Upon arriving at The Edge, I was greeted by Ms. Alicia who handled all the formalities which consisted of me signing some documents stating I had to keep company secrets to myself (heh heh heh...no I promise I will, Brownie's honours!). Then I was brought on a tour around the building(s). Apparently they had read my writing portfolio and figured I was best suited at the lifestyle section of The Edge called Options.
No more than 2 minutes had passed as I sat at my desk when a lady came over. She introduced herself as Maryanne and stood there talking with me for awhile. The name struck a chord but I wasn't sure. Then I asked, "Maryanne? You're Maryanne Tan?!?" For the first time in journalism history I was star-struck. I have read her columns before and here she was standing by my desk chatting away about something (I was only half listening because I was flabbergasted). Looking like an overeager amateur writer wannabe, I instantly bombarded her with questions and advice. Maryanne was so nice to actually answer me well and bear my eternal smile I was wearing (so much like an idiot's that by the time the conversation ended, my face was aching).
The entire crew for Options consists of only 3 beautiful ladies: Surinda the Editor, Sheila whose forever jetlagged, the poor thing and Cheryl the sweet and zesty. I finally met them around 10-ish and we all went to grab a drink at the cafe. Surinda had to run some errands before she could head out with us so she told Sheila, "I'll meet y'all at the zoo".
Light dawned when we reached the cafe: above the door was a sign that said FinancialZoo. Oh what fun it was when I found out that staff could have all the coffe, tea or milo they want and all the ice-cream they could eat!
As I sat there with my pelangi Paddle-Pop listening to Surinda talk about assignments and interviews and explaining that they normally come in to work at 10am (you don't say..), I knew that this was the best job ever...
So I distributed my writing portfolio and resume to a couple of magazine/newspaper publishers. I figured that since I'd propably be coding for the rest of my life (oh joy..), this would be the only chance for me to try my hand at journalism/publishing.
The Asian Wall Street Journal offered me a 1-week stint and The Edge offered me a month with their paper. I chose the latter mainly because The Edge is well-known locally to the corporate world and because I needed that whole month to occupy myself and the fact that the words 'Wall Street Journal' (brrr...) scares me a little: I wanted to settle on something a little lighthearted and a little less technical. Besides, their HQ is in Hong Kong, so I probably wouldn't get to see the entire workings of a published newspaper.
Upon arriving at The Edge, I was greeted by Ms. Alicia who handled all the formalities which consisted of me signing some documents stating I had to keep company secrets to myself (heh heh heh...no I promise I will, Brownie's honours!). Then I was brought on a tour around the building(s). Apparently they had read my writing portfolio and figured I was best suited at the lifestyle section of The Edge called Options.
No more than 2 minutes had passed as I sat at my desk when a lady came over. She introduced herself as Maryanne and stood there talking with me for awhile. The name struck a chord but I wasn't sure. Then I asked, "Maryanne? You're Maryanne Tan?!?" For the first time in journalism history I was star-struck. I have read her columns before and here she was standing by my desk chatting away about something (I was only half listening because I was flabbergasted). Looking like an overeager amateur writer wannabe, I instantly bombarded her with questions and advice. Maryanne was so nice to actually answer me well and bear my eternal smile I was wearing (so much like an idiot's that by the time the conversation ended, my face was aching).
The entire crew for Options consists of only 3 beautiful ladies: Surinda the Editor, Sheila whose forever jetlagged, the poor thing and Cheryl the sweet and zesty. I finally met them around 10-ish and we all went to grab a drink at the cafe. Surinda had to run some errands before she could head out with us so she told Sheila, "I'll meet y'all at the zoo".
Light dawned when we reached the cafe: above the door was a sign that said FinancialZoo. Oh what fun it was when I found out that staff could have all the coffe, tea or milo they want and all the ice-cream they could eat!
As I sat there with my pelangi Paddle-Pop listening to Surinda talk about assignments and interviews and explaining that they normally come in to work at 10am (you don't say..), I knew that this was the best job ever...
Monday, July 05, 2004
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
FLYING WITH CARE BEARS....*sigh*
13 hours sitting on my posterior and now i have a 21 hour flight back home to look forward to.
Midwest Games was fun. mainly because i got to see my friends and irritate the heck out of pitis (nyahaha :p). CMU lost all matches (had they been programming questions, we would've won) but still managed to look good losing.
on the way back from Minnesota i saw a rainbow. the first one in years. i had the sudden urge to go look for that pot of gold and prance around the clouds with a bunch of Care Bears. just like old times. then i remembered i had a plane to catch on thursday and some major packing to do.
being old kills off any imagination. bummer.
running off tangent though: i love how people remember the little things. like the dates of my final exams or a flight back home.
me go sleep now.
Midwest Games was fun. mainly because i got to see my friends and irritate the heck out of pitis (nyahaha :p). CMU lost all matches (had they been programming questions, we would've won) but still managed to look good losing.
on the way back from Minnesota i saw a rainbow. the first one in years. i had the sudden urge to go look for that pot of gold and prance around the clouds with a bunch of Care Bears. just like old times. then i remembered i had a plane to catch on thursday and some major packing to do.
being old kills off any imagination. bummer.
running off tangent though: i love how people remember the little things. like the dates of my final exams or a flight back home.
me go sleep now.
Saturday, May 22, 2004
STRANDED
you know a shopping spree's gone bad when you've missed the last bus home and you're stuck with only your two shopping companions.
thanks Samah and Lan for saving us. albeit in a very questionable car :)
thanks Samah and Lan for saving us. albeit in a very questionable car :)
Thursday, May 20, 2004
I'M A BUM
hey ho derry ho!
bumming around is tiresome. quiz me on celebrities and i'm sure i'll ace 'em all - been sitting on the same sofa for 3 days watching VH1 and the Iron Chef. which inspired me to make fried ice cream and mashed potatoes. the ice cream was a failure. seri, ksyu and i ended up eating melted ice cream with bits of cornflakes and oil on it.
yum!
bumming around is tiresome. quiz me on celebrities and i'm sure i'll ace 'em all - been sitting on the same sofa for 3 days watching VH1 and the Iron Chef. which inspired me to make fried ice cream and mashed potatoes. the ice cream was a failure. seri, ksyu and i ended up eating melted ice cream with bits of cornflakes and oil on it.
yum!
Monday, May 10, 2004
SUMMER'S HERE!
has been an interesting semester. a little beat, but that's the same with any semester :)
enjoy summer all!
enjoy summer all!
Saturday, April 03, 2004
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Friday, April 02, 2004
TIME DOESN"T NECESSARILY MAKE THE HEART FONDER
my lycos mail is filling up fast with nonsensical emails. one that caught my eye today was this: "look rich now get rich later fake rolex". heh, i say that's spam mail everybody should get :p
i met a CMU student the other day who, after spending three and a half years working towards getting an Electrical Engineering degree, finally found out his passion for people. so he changed his major to anthropology. i didn't even know they offered that course in CMU.
anyway, happy April Fool everybody. nope. no pranks here :)
i met a CMU student the other day who, after spending three and a half years working towards getting an Electrical Engineering degree, finally found out his passion for people. so he changed his major to anthropology. i didn't even know they offered that course in CMU.
anyway, happy April Fool everybody. nope. no pranks here :)
Tuesday, March 30, 2004
AH, THE SMELL OF MONEY SPRING
so a guy donated $55 milion to the business school last week. and renamed it after himself. i would like to think that he went bankrupt after that, but apparently he makes billions a year. jason says his daughter is hot. what are the odds; being a billionaire's daughter AND having a pretty face.
spring must be near. the air has started to smell like cow dung and the other day i heard a sound very much like a pigeon getting stomach cramps (mating call, maybe?). honestly, it's like a zoo. the grass is piled with fertilizer and walking to class is like a trip to the farm. i dont remember when spring came last year, but presently the trees are still very much bald. i am thankful though that the sun is out most days now.
happy spring, all :) *tweet tweet*
spring must be near. the air has started to smell like cow dung and the other day i heard a sound very much like a pigeon getting stomach cramps (mating call, maybe?). honestly, it's like a zoo. the grass is piled with fertilizer and walking to class is like a trip to the farm. i dont remember when spring came last year, but presently the trees are still very much bald. i am thankful though that the sun is out most days now.
happy spring, all :) *tweet tweet*
Saturday, March 27, 2004
FUN THE I.S. WAY!
we spent four hours coding and an extra two playing games! Professor H. told us stories over pizza, of how he met his wife and how his kids won the chess tournament that day. who says IS projects are dull :p
let's all pray chong gets better soon...
let's all pray chong gets better soon...
Tuesday, March 23, 2004
WRITE!
had interesting chats with both my technical writing professor and my fiction writing professor. it's fun to be talking seriously about the forms of academic and professional writing one minute and then discussing silly ideas on magical realism the next. my tech writing professor is really excited that i should go into professional writing. we had a long talk last friday about all the possibilities and she lent me a couple of her books for me to read.
yesterday i met up with professor masters. this man is quite a character to describe. he's near past 80, but his sense of humor is as fresh as any nineteen-year-old. he cracks us all up in class (and i dont mean lame jokes that we laugh at out of pity) and his choice of fiction is pretty interesting. i sat in his office for half an hour, initially to discuss class. but we ended up talking about the photographs on his walls which he had taken himself. he's a decent photographer, i must say. i've begun to realize that many writers do photography. it must be that at some point of their career they have touched upon journalistic writing or freelancing.
anyway, in studying genre fiction, i attempted a silly piece for experimental purposes. professor masters is a disbeliever in animation/inanimation dialog, so i wanted to test the waters to see how far he would accept or reject my story. it's far from being completed, but anyhoo....here's some light reading for you :)
Tommy
yesterday i met up with professor masters. this man is quite a character to describe. he's near past 80, but his sense of humor is as fresh as any nineteen-year-old. he cracks us all up in class (and i dont mean lame jokes that we laugh at out of pity) and his choice of fiction is pretty interesting. i sat in his office for half an hour, initially to discuss class. but we ended up talking about the photographs on his walls which he had taken himself. he's a decent photographer, i must say. i've begun to realize that many writers do photography. it must be that at some point of their career they have touched upon journalistic writing or freelancing.
anyway, in studying genre fiction, i attempted a silly piece for experimental purposes. professor masters is a disbeliever in animation/inanimation dialog, so i wanted to test the waters to see how far he would accept or reject my story. it's far from being completed, but anyhoo....here's some light reading for you :)
Tommy