My name is M! I am currently finishing up my last few months at UCLA. In general, I am bored and impatient.
I studied abroad for a year in China. While I was there, I conducted several journalism internships and consequently decided to become a journalist. In China, I encountered a variety of interesting people and situations. I will try not to reminisce-- I realize that's not entertaining to anyone but myself. Suffice it to say, I was a boy before China. And after interviewing service staff, janitors, security guards, prostitutes, lamas, and rich bitches, I learned a little more about life.
I am still plagued with wanderlust. I expect that, if you are older than me, you are thinking something like: 1) Your anxiety will calm with age. 2) I was like you at your age, 3) Silly rabbit, trix are for kids, 4) Maybe you need an anti-depressant. With all do respect, fuck you...
I find that my discomfort is like that of Mme. Bovary- albeit slightly less sexual. I am a petit bourgeois, stuck in a mediocre moment, in a mediocre city. But I aspire to so much more-- to excitement and heroism. And in a time of recession and the swine flu. Yes, I am a Monsieur Bovary, with the same breathtaking anxiety of my literary predecessor.
I've visited blogs of great importance. Maybe you, dear reader, should be at one of those blogs, enriching yourself. Like http://misrdigital.blogspirit.com/ --- I suggest that if you are interested in the future of democracy in Egypt and the Middle East, you visit it. I contacted Wael Abbas, who is in charge of the blog, hoping to make an important journalism contact, but I had nothing to say but can we be friends so that I can interview you in the future. Needless to say, we aren't pen pals.
I wish I knew how to schmooze. So useful. Any tips for striking conversations with important people? Email mjh8755@hotmail.com. It would be greatly appreciated, because I find that I've only ever had a good conversation with poor people. And when I'm bored with a conversation, I damn it all to hell and say the stupidest shit :(
Until next time... Hopefully I'll have something to say or a theme or something...
M!
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