The Fabulous Life of...

2006-11-13T07:21:00.000-08:00

I chose Ebay because I sometimes use it to find clothes at cheaper prices or when I can't find them in stores. You can find pretty much anything. The website is peer-to-peer, based on non-expert recomendations, but the competition and the amount of people on Ebay make it reliable in that people are more likely to be honest because there are so many options. Even though there is so much on the website, it is not overwhelming because they have organized it into categories. You can also search for a particular item.

A competing website is Amazon. They are helpful in that they have more customer reviews. They also make recomendations based on your past purchases. I also think that they would probably be a better source for finding textbooks.

2006-10-19T14:13:00.000-07:00

I would like to thank eug for linking to my blog and helping me complete hw 6. check his out in the sidebar.

2006-10-10T20:04:00.000-07:00

HW 5

I am tracking the trafic to my blog. so far only one person has viewed it. I think it was me.

Date Range	Visits	PageView
10/4-10/10	1	1

2006-10-02T20:42:00.000-07:00

Homework #4

I chose Albertsons and Amazon.com because I shop at albertsons at home and my dance team uses Amazon.com to find cheap costumes. I wanted to see how these two, seemingly unrelated businesses could be connected. The path connecting them is relatively short: there are only 8 edges. One person is connected to 8 companies, whereas the other people are only connected to one or two, suggesting that one person has the more affiliations and therefore more power.

2006-09-28T15:46:00.000-07:00

I have seen sunsets.
Too many to count.
I was born under pink clouds
and San Francisco fog that glints gold
through the orange, slanted sun.

I have watched the sun bulge over the horizon,
being the last person on a once crowded beach.
I caught that last moment
right before the Pacific swallows the day,
and leaves behind a darkening sky.
The clouds remember the brightness for just moments
before thick vapor begins to quench the air in colorlessness.

I thought I was at home in my California sunsets,
as I looked to an endless West.
No where else could they be so vibrant,
embodying nature in one half hour.

But I never saw a sunset until I looked East,
3000 miles away from the familiar.
It happened by chance,
My feet pounded concrete,
my shadow stretched for blocks in front of me,
instead of sitting in sand,
when I saw a sunset as if for the first time.

I watched the sun cascade down a skyscraper.
Nature in the unatural--
A sunset reflected in steel.

2006-09-27T17:33:00.000-07:00

www.visualcomplexity.com

2006-09-27T17:21:00.000-07:00

i chose to bookmark the BU calendar, posted by Lucia because I like to keep current. And the Superficial because i like reading magazines about celebrities.

The Superficial
BU Calendar

2006-09-27T14:53:00.000-07:00

For my creative commons license, I chose one where if anyone decided to use my work, they would have to attribute it to me and that they would have to chose the same agreement as i did. My work can be used for commercial use...not that i think this would ever happen but only if I get credit. Here is the agreement.

2006-09-22T23:45:00.000-07:00

Ninjas to Dorky Hat

I have been spent countless hours (it probably adds up to full days) at interviews, writing emails, resumes, cover letters etc. I have visited the BU job board website everyday since the begining of august and charmed the pants off of all potential employers (well not literally, I just realized how bad that phrase is...no pants were removed in my job search), to no success. it has been a mass of discouragment and disapointment. I have been working for a few years now as a secretary at a martial arts school back home in California and I learned a lot about managing a small business and how to do administrative work so it is not like I am completely void of experience. I have been working since I was 15 and am an excellent worker...every employer's dream! Ugh exasperation.

Anyway, after a long job hunting excursion where I trekked all over Boston, giving my resume to any place that looked like they dealed in some sort of transaction, I was in desperate need for coffee. I stopped at the SMG starbucks on my home. After I ordered my pumpkin spice latte, I decided on a whim to give the manager my resume, thinking that it would be like every other place where they don't want to hire anyone for less than 25 hours a week and i end up wasting my time and charm. I figured what's one more rejection, right? And I don't really want to work at starbucks so at least this way I can claim that I literally applied to EVERY job offered within a 6 mile radius of me.

Me: "hi, I'm Amy. I was wondering if there are any posit..."
Stereotypical Mass. Man: "When can ya wahk?"
Me: "uh well tuesdays and weekends"
SMM: "ok. take this hat."
Me: "do you want my super professional resume?"
SMM: "Nah just wear the hat, come back tuesday." walks away

Did that really just happen? Good thing I spent so much time tweaking and formatting my list of accomplishments and experiences-- this man doesn't even care if I have ever been convicted of a felony (i haven't) or if I can make coffee (i can). Next thing I know I'm walking down Comm Ave with a starbucks coffee, a starbucks shirt, and a starbucks hat. I'm a walking product placement. This immediately depresses me. Starbucks lattes are literally what get me through some awful, sleep- deprived days, but I never wanted to work for the super chain. Three weeks ago, I had the coolest job in the world. I worked with black belts in Mixed Martial Arts--cage fighters even, My bosses loved me and I knew all 300 students by name. Now I am starting a job in which I'll be churning out fair-trade coffee at ridiculous speeds to self-important SMG kids. The clicheness of my situation may be worst part for me. To make matter's worse I will have to wear a a baseball cap that makes me look like a chipmunk with the starbucks logo on it.

It is not all bad, however. I now have funding for occasional shopping trips to Newbury and beer--2 important aspects of BU college life.

2006-09-20T21:54:00.000-07:00

1019 elevator is good luck

Today was a good day. The sun was out; I wore a new shirt; had a delicious latte; and when I pushed the elevator button, it came right away and it was the one in which the 6th floor button lights up (for some reason this adds a little boost to the ride up to my room). I don't know why that excites me so much, but I silently do a little victroy dance in my head when I get the right elevator and I feel disapointed when the one on the left comes--the one where the 6th light is broken. Anyway, the little things were just workin for me. As if my elevator luck wasn't enough...

I danced with Vibes at the Student Expo, kicking off this year's performances in usual booty-shakin' style. We held it down. It was one of those great performances that aren't a huge deal but have a really fun vibe to it (couldn't resist the pun). The audience was really receptive and there was just really awesome energy. It made me really excited for the whole year.

Then Finale, the most amazing dessert restaurant in the entire world, emailed me informing me that I can receive a free dessert before sept. 28 due to the fact that I signed up for a "finale card." Obviously the only course of action was to get dressed in my city-chic and take my roommate to gorge ourselves on chocolate.

So basically I danced-- got that performance high, had a lovely date with Claire, and ate the nectar of the gods in beautiful downtown Boston when it is dark and the city sparkles. And it all started with the "right" elevator.

2006-09-18T21:40:00.000-07:00

Today I decided that I would begin to put all the phrases, ideas, snipits of stories down on paper, or rather in a blog. I was determined to, for once, get something out that has nothing to do with an english asignment and finally type what I write in my head over and over. So I changed the sheets on my bed, fluffed the pillows, and arranged my desk in perfect order-- everything that renders a clear mind and an inspirational haven. What have I come up with? Nothing. For once my mind is blank-- void of the usual ramblings that I always think I should put down on paper. I'm snuggled under my comforter, where usually my mind just begins to get working as my body wants to fall asleep, and the one time I am poised and ready, giving my ideas an outlet, all I can do is type that I have nothing to say. Oh well, unruly mind. Maybe if I try to fall asleep, I'll think of something worthy of writing.

About Me

2006-09-08T13:59:00.000-07:00

I'm Amy and I'm a sophomore at Boston University. I want to be a writer and have been wanting some venue like a blog where I can write whenever and whatever. I'm not good at keeping journals but this feels different-- a little more official and not like a corny "dear diary" situation.

A little about me: I'm from Marin County, California-- just north of San Francisco. I'm sudying English and Journalism. I am also on Vibes, BU's Hip-Hop and Reggae Performance Troupe. I love dancing, summer, my girlfriends, and am happiest when I'm on the beach. I seem to thrive on awkward situations and finding meaning in the little things. One day, I want to live by the water and write something I like to read... or atleast doesn't make me gag later.