Just shortly after I submitted a 2-week notice at my job with the Augusta Chronicle. I checked with the private party classified advertising rep about placing an engagement announcement. She mentioned that I can get a free placement in while I still have my work status at the Chronicle. As frugal person, my eyes are fixated on free deals. As a result, I submitted a quick announcement before Hector even proposed to me. I was able to convenience him that the monetary value is worth it to do it for free, even though the timing is a little premature. Unfortunately, I never got a copy of the newspaper, but I was able to grab a screenshot online. Continue reading “I said yes”→
I love writing, and I started to enjoy reading as well. As a kid, newspaper has been fun to me. My grandpa would buy newspaper at 7-11 almost everyday to look at lottery number and the stock market. The papers he collected soon piled up to a mountain. Grandpa didn’t want to throw them away because they make a good table cloth. My sister and I would fold them into shapes of animals, cut them into paper dolls, and doodle over them. Never did I pay attention to what was exactly on the paper until I reached 18.
A lot of people ask me, what do I do for my job. and I always have a hard time finding that one word or one sentence that perfectly describes it. Now that I have submitted my 2-week notice, I was told by my boss to write a list of everything that I do and how I do it. I am amazed at how much. I’ve learned during the time I’m at The Augusta Chronicle. I will continue to cherish the experience and all the awesome colleagues here.
My goal as a leader is to be available and reachable to help. My greatest taboo of life is to say that I’m busy. I don’t ignore any messages. If anybody emails me or call me, I should be able to reply within the next 3 hours, unless I’m out of town or I’m dead.
My philosophy is to never say that I’m busy, because believing myself to not be busy allows me to do more things. I look down on those who find excuses to no do things.
This semester, spring 2012, I am in COMP 4950, also known as the Book Editing and Production course.
Dr. Van Tuyll, everyone admits, is the best instructor for this subject. When I signed up for this course, I was expecting to edit blocks of paragraphs, design layouts, and read like crazy. However, never would I have thought that the text we edit was going to be published into an actual book. Continue reading “Augusta’s WGAC Radio: The Voice of the Garden City for Seventy Years”→
Never had I ever imagined that Cupid would also include me into his shooting range.
Like I mentioned, I was a Tom Boy. I acted like a boy; I dressed like a boy; I treated myself like a boy, and I even look like a boy: Short bold cut, tan skin, and extremely fit. Growing up, I hung out with male friends than female friends a whole lot more often. It’s still the same way nowadays; besides, what other girls enjoy riding bikes with bunch of stray dogs and roll around in the dirt? Even with such close distance hanging out with men, I didn’t even have the slightest idea about romantically dating a man until college.
*Written on 4/16/2012*
I’m pretty sure at this point you guys know my experience with flying. If there are ranks in experience, I can say that I’m a senior flyer. My flying experience is heavy: Airlines from Delta, U.S. Air Ways, American, United, Continental, AirTran, to China Airline, All Nippon Airways, Eva, Melanesian Airline, and Korean Airline. I’ve been in 1 hour flights and 18 hour flights, small aircraft from CRJ to large Boeing 777, and all the cities I’ve been through including Tokyo, Taipei, Chicago, L.A., San Francisco, Seattle, Detroit, Charlotte, Louisville, Atlanta, Huston Washington D.C., New York City, Rochester, Memphis, I mean, you name it, I’ve been it!
I started my first flight when I was 3, and second flight being 8, third flight being 12, and then after 14 through 20, which I am now, I fly internationally every year. After sophomore year in college, I started travel domestically.
When I was born, I had no visible deficiencies or any kind of life threatening diseases. I was, for all intents and purposes, a normal kid. A few years after I was born, my mother was pregnant with fraternal twins who later became my brothers.
Shortly after their birth, one of the twins began to exhibit weird behavior and was constantly crying in pain. It turned my brother David had diabetes, type 1. If it wasn’t for the keen eye of a nurse that had seen this behavior before, we might have lost him then because neither of my parent knew anything about type 1 diabetes. A year later my other Brother Joel developed the same disease.
This title of the blog is the name of a song, and I’m sure you guys have heard of it. And oh yes, I have been knocked down flat o the floor. It’s been a while since I posted any blogs. I had been sick for a while, and later I got into some depression.