Sophomore Year: Blame Stephen Colbert
Blogger: Maddy Farkas
First blog post of the semester and I can’t quite tell whether I’m drawing a blank because I have nothing to say or because I have too much. Judging by the excess of pillows on my bed, I’m going to go with the latter.
Sophomore year is intimidating. Maybe it’s because I have yet to believe in the fact that I’m choosing the right major. Maybe it’s because I now have a paying job. Maybe it’s because a poster of Stephen Colbert is taped to the wall across from my bed and he stares at me as I drift off to sleep every night. Maybe it’s because I’ve become aware of the structure I use for every single one of my blog posts and now I’m self-conscious of my writing. I wish I could give you a real reason for my concern, but for now let’s just blame Colbert.
As far as academics, I’m unintentionally taking three different versions of the same class this semester. Ok, maybe that statement is a bit exaggerated, but the next time a professor introduces class by asking for the differences between story and plot I may have to get up and leave. That being said, having all of my classes be interconnected has been and always will be my favorite thing about Occidental. No matter how obscure I think my class choices are (i.e. last semester’s Music & Trance, along with Geology) they will always find a way to relate to each other. This semester, the obscurity isn’t particularly relevant, as I’m taking Intro to Media Production, Narrative Practices, and The Art of Reading Scripts, which all deal with scripts/screenwriting on some level, and that is exactly what I hope to work on in the future. Prior to these classes, I had never attempted to write a screenplay. One month into school and I already feel comfortable with the structure and I’m writing for fun aside from my classwork! Crazy, right? I may find a job in the film industry by the time I’m 60!
As I mentioned above, and probably in my last blog post of spring semester, I’m now taking advantage of work-study with a job as a tour guide! This week marks my final week of training and then it’s off to guiding uninformed students and their parents around our campus, hopefully remembering to talk about the academics and not just the beautiful majesty that is the Marketplace’s pasta bar. Although, frankly, that alone could convince people to come here. I’m incredibly excited to be more involved with the admissions process, even if it does mean waking up at nine a couple times per week. I guess sacrifices are part of the “growing up” process, or something like that.
And if you aren’t sick of hearing what I have to say, I now have a show on Oxy’s radio station! Tune into Mad Sounds on koxyradio.com Thursdays at noon so I can enhance your music taste and tell you everything you don’t want to know about my life! I guarantee your lunch can wait. Unless you’re going to the pasta bar. That is not a sacrifice you should be making.
Tonight, I sacrificed free food trucks at my residence hall to see the Arctic Monkeys. Last night I sacrificed going to Oxy’s annual “Glow” dance to see Vampire Weekend. Sacrifices, sacrifices, sacrifices. Sometimes I wonder whether going to school in the heart of Los Angeles is a blessing or a curse. I’m sure my brain will have a different answer than my ears.
I guess what I’m trying to say, despite my not actually ever saying it, is that I’m happy to be back on campus after what seemed like a decades-long summer. Be my friend, stop by my room (search for the only propped door in Berkus Hall), listen to my radio show, take a tour with me, read my screenplays (just kidding I’m insecure). But for now, I must clear my bed of pillows to attempt getting some rest before taking a math test I may or may not have studied for. Mom, if you’re reading this, blame my bad grades on Colbert.