Here it goes again...
applying to grad school. No longer is it the Academy of Art. As many of you knew I withdrew last year from the Academy do to a lot reasons. First, I realize I applied to the Academy for the wrong reasons. I just wanted an excuse to get out of Atlanta, but now that I'm in San Francisco...I kind of miss Atlanta or the people I left behind. Second, I didn't have a true passion for Advertising. Third, (just because there has to be a third) the Academy was $1800 a class (now it's $1950 a class). So back to the real reason I'm writing this (because myspace.com was down), I wanted to update my friends on my next move. I have applied to San Francisco State University for M.F.A. in Cinema, hopefully this time for the right reasons. Last week was a crazy week because the deadline to apply changed on me and I had to rush and apply. The applicatoin process included: applying to the school itself AND to the major. I had to provide offical transcripts, which normally take two weeks to get, but thanks to my boss/friend (here at AiCASF) she had someone from AiA overnight them to me. Having people (Fran Burst and my boss/friend) write me letters of recommendations only on a two-day notice. Then me having to write a personal statement, updating my portfolio, and writing a SEVEN PAGE essay on cinema. All that and more in under FOUR DAYS! I'm really proud of myself (and in debt to the people who made it happen). THANK YOU!
Well that's my story and I'll try to keep my livejournal updated more:)
I've been cheating on LiveJournal with MySpace...sorry:)


Peace Loves Happiness

Today I'm working on homework because it's already late.

But just to give everyone a quick update b/c it has been awhile...

I'm still working at AiCSF and going to the Academy of Art, for now.
I don't think I'll be returning to school after this semester b/c I'm not liking Advertising:(

I joined Bay Area Video Coliation (BAVC) they're all video and audio and have v/a suites.
When I get the time, I going to get Avid Certified.

I not dating anyone, yet; but it's hard to do when you work and go to school.
Plus I need my personal time:)

Danielle is doing good, I'm really proud of her and I love her as a roommate:)

Well I can't think of anything else...I just wanted to let you know I'm still here.

Some people might think I don't care what happens to them or other people
which is probably 75% true, but the other 25% comes out every once in awhile and reality sinks in

It started on Friday
I had went into work for some OT and when I returned from lunch, I heard a student was having a seizure.
I did think ( the heavenly part of my brain) "poor student and hope everything will be ok"
but then the other (devil side) half was like "if the student(s) would stop doing drugs..."
When I got up to my office and looked into the classroom directly across the hall
It was one of my students lying on the floor; I was in stock and froze.

Saturday
Again, at work for OT, checking my yahoo email
Get an email from a friend who is in Iraq. He's the type of person who is always talking and got something going on.
So I read the story length email about some jeep getting blown up over landmines, and soldiers being thrown, etc...
again, heavenly side of the brain...OMG that sad and horrible
devil side...Darryl always got some extreme story to tell, probably just some bullshit
Well, I have to read the story over and over to get it because IT IS DARRYL AND OTHER SOLDIERS BEING THROWN FROM THE JEEP BY THE EXPLOSION
He is in the hosiptal and might be partly paralyzed

Sunday (this one isn't so bad)
This time I'm at home and get a call
Ok just forget it because I haven't had time to examine this situation
Basically one of my "cut buddies" is going to jail...for what? I don't know, but he'll be out in a couple of months.

So the way I think is good/heaven and bad/devil
sometimes the devil is more present than heaven, but that's ok. right?

anyway I hope this week will be different

Your Brain's Pattern

Your mind is a firestorm - full of intensity and drama. Your thoughts may seem scattered to you most of the time... But they often seem strong and passionate to those around you. You are a natural influencer. The thoughts you share are very powerful and persuading.

I've been busy with work and school. Last night I tired coming straight from school to bed. Danielle was up, all lights on and music blasting. 'Good Night!' I said and slammed my door. I was about to sink into my bed ship, but something told me to apologize (for slamming the door) to Danielle and ask about her night. Why didn't I just GO TO BED?!!!!!
Mr. omega_draco
Why?
There were several things that cross my mind:
Damn. I wanted to hit that. (yes, it's always about me)
He doesn't strike me as the "lets get married" type...he is more of the "yo, you wanta stack?" type.
Who's the lucky girl?
Ashley. Ashlei? Ashleigh! Ashlee!!!
Are you sure it shouldn't be a girl...whose name begins with 'A'?
What?
If he's happy, then I'm happy:)
Congrats Shannol!

P.S. I'll be home August 11th thru 14th. Call me Shannol!

Pre-thoughts...
I was unsure of what to expect. I have, of course, been to college before, but this time is different. My mother says the higher you go, the harder it gets; education wise. I did feel a little nervous, but the passion I'm looking to develop more, controls my nerves and turns it into wonder.
Preparation...
Really there was none. I didn't even have college-ruled paper. I had to buy some on the way to school. I prayed for ease and alertness...lets say I got 50/50.
Class Number One: Perspectives of Advertising
Six and half hours of torture...I mean lecture. Within two hours I was ready to give in. Asking myself 'Why me?', looking around for computers...'Where are the computers?' 'Where is the coffee?' 'Will someone please stab me in the eye with my pen?' 'Slap me please?!' Then I tried psyching myself out...'Eddie this is your Masters, you can't fall asleep.' 'This will pay off in the long run.' 'Eddie, Eddie...wake up!'
O.K. so I DIDN'T fall asleep, but I did nod my head back and forth and my eyelids weighted 20 lbs. That was the worse part of the class. My break was only 30 minutes for a 6 and half hour class! For the better parts of the class we brainstormed, came up with ads, and critiqued ads. I was placed in a group. Great! Eddie LOVES groups! yeah right. I get one guy that lives in Oakland (across the bridge) and an International (someone who's English, might as well be non-exis tent). I am going to have sooo much fun this Summer! Then I get 5 homework assignments. One which includes 40 comps (20 each) of Ads for Krispy Kreme Doughnuts and Fat Tire Beer. Honestly though, I am excited because I love a challenge.
Because I feel this getting long, I'll try to make the rest short.
I have a 4 hour break between Class One and Two; I come home to take a nap (greatly needed).
Because of the nap I almost arrive late to my other class.
Class Two: Aesthetics of Renaissance Art
Another lecture class with two instructors. One instructor to teach the Philosophy and the other to teach the Art History. This class isn't so bad. It's two days a week (M,TH 7-10pm). I can handle this.

Yesterday was long, informative, and confusing, but I will move pass it. I look forward to the day I finish.

Sunday - I went to the Asian Pacific Heritage Festival. Overall, it was great. There were so many people smoking you could see the ashes in the air. Later that night, Eddie had a sore throat.
Monday - I go the work sick and spread my germs. Later on the evening I find out Danielle also has a sore throat. Eddie doses up on pills and go to sleep.
Tuesday - I go to work with a sore throat, feeling slightly better. Good News: I get my paycheck early. I treat Danielle and myself to dinner for going thru a "Roommate Moment" of being sick together. I have rough night sleeping due to coughing. Kept getting up to drink ThermaFlu.
Wednesday - Feel a little better; then realizes voice is gone. But I keep talking when Eddie needs to shut the hell up. (Those who know me; knows this hard to do.) At night again, drinking ThermaFlu and hot water.
Thursday - Eddie gets up to find a doctor. No Doctor is open at 9am all open at 10am and Eddie has to get to work. I decide to spend my copay to buy medicine. FYI: Walgreens won't let you buy too many medicine at the same time (so I had them ring it up separately). On another note: I had a very interesting day at work, including someone old enough to be my grandmother, apply to AICSF and is trying to come to school for FREE! But anyway...back to me being sick.
I finally make it home, only to overdose on sinus, cold, sore throat meds (several different kinds; done at once).
Now I am in front of this computer (listening to Kelly Clarkson) typing waiting for the medicine to kick in.
moment...eyelids are heavy.
Ok. meds kicking in....Goodnight.

For those of you who might have forgot here's a recap:
1.) Lose Weight
2.) Practice Patience
3.) Be Thankful
4.) Understand Love
5.) Be true and honest to myself and others

1.) At the beginning of the year I was a size 14/16 wgt: 188lbs. Now, size 12/14 wgt: 174lbs. My goal is to be 165lbs. I started walking/jogging so I should get there.
2.) I have learned things out of my control to let go.
3.) I am thankful everyday I wake up, go outside, to work, and talk to friends and family. I am thankful for 10 times more than what I say, do, think, or feel.
4.) I am mastering the self love and applying truth, forgiveness, and understanding. (I'll write about this again later...)
5.) I have managed this too. I have realized I cannot apologize for being me. Plus, this goes with #4.

So I'm doing good; only 7 more months to go.

I gave birth today.
It was a easy birth. A new addition to the Snowden Hall family.
She came at the perfect time (During my Lunch Break)
I was in the Apple Store when it happened.
The lady behind the counter said "push" and I did.
I pushed $200.00 out and wow there she was.
All mini and silver and delicate. Less than 4inches, 4GB, 1,000songs, and
her race PC and Mac.
iPod Mini: Savannah Snowden Hall.
born: May 9, 2005.
I would like to welcome her into this world.

As many know my B-day was about 2 weeks ago.
But today someone celebrated it again for me.
My good roommate Danielle gave me a "Late Birthday" present.
(In my book it is never too late to give Birthday Gifts)
I had totally forgot and plus I was having "one of those dayz"
But I would like to take a moment and thank Lil' D.
Moment.............................................................
Ok. the following was included in my Gift Bag:
1. a card with a 90 year old wrinkled lady name "Sunny Alcaplucco" in a bathing suit.
2. pictures of Danielle and I "acting up" in San Francisco
3. pictures of the "gang" (Paul, Shawn, Devon, Carlos, Danielle, Shannol, Alicia, and myself) by the poolside.
4. picture of Beyonce (signed by Danielle)
5. picture of "Danielle and Eddie" written in the sand with our feet
6. a journal
7. a vase with a flower
Thanks Danielle for all your love and support.

P.S. I did cry and all my pictures were framed in purses.

When I think of giving or sharing this emotion I call "Love" with someone, fear sinks in. But once you jump off "that" bridge with no parachute; anything can happen. I have learned in other share in this "extreme sport" you must (1)be honest with yourself (2)don't control what you can't (3)not wanting to change yourself or them
Then take a deep breath and jump.



FYI:
Yes, I had an "issue" with my other half.
This issue has been resolved.
And this illusion was my conclusion.

So it's only the second nite Lil D has been gone. (for those of you who didn't know...Danielle went to San Diego for a photographers convention) She will be gone all week. I'm the type of person I can't live by myself. Because I need attention. Lil D is always there to listen about my day and give me advice about life. But she isn't here and I have nothing to do. I cooked dinner. But she's not here to share it. Normally, she washes dishes after I cook, but now I have to wash dishes alone. I miss her talking about:
1. David
2. Reading her poetry
3. David
4. Her Job
5. Photoshop
6. David
7. Digital Camera she wants to buy
8. her Family
9. Sex
10. David
My point is...I miss Lil D. I hope she is having fun and thinking about me.
I wouldn't be in this position if we had a TV because then the TV would have my attention.
And I'm tired of dancing in the house by myself pretending to be Beyonce!

P.S. I have 3 nites left.

Here are somethings I found about my Aries people:

Traditional Aries Traits
Adventurous
Energetic
Pioneering
Courageous
Enthusiastic
Confident
Dynamic
Quick-witted

On the dark side...
Selfish
Quick-tempered
Impulsive
Impatient
Foolhardy
Daredevil

Happy Birthday to Devonnicole, Migi77, Angelbaby, and Myself :)

Today, I decided to walk home after a long day of work. The sun was pretty and the wind was blowing nicely.
As soon as I stepped outside, I felt the wind change gears (I should have took this as a hint) but No; I needed to stop by
the "Virgin Mega Store".
As I would find out shortly...another nickname for SF is "The City of Strange".
As I walked home several men called me their mama, "Hey Mama"
I responded "I have No kids" or "I'm too young to be yo mama"
I one "beggar" wanted me to invest in his business for a karate school.
I said "no", but he could not take the hint of "Leave me the hell alone."
So, I stopped listened to his idea for this school and requested his business plan or proposal, budget,
and certification for teaching karate. Of course he did not have these documents; so I told him next time
he sees me walking, he better have paperwork in hand.
Next person, was James. Ask if he could walk me home, I tried to ignore him, but he followed me and started to
talk his game. Told me that SF is know as "the city of strange". After he was done asking me questions,
I told him I not giving out my information to anyone in "the city of strange".
Then Ross, stopped me to get me to donate to Children International, but unfortunately I have no checking account or credit card to debit. But he did good on his presentation; after I told him to get to the money part. By the way if anyone wants to donate it's .60 cents a day or $18 dollars a month.
And to end my walk home...I saw two lesbians exchanging spit (kissing)
So I have witness and agree that San Francisco IS "The city of STRANGE!"

Today, I decided to walk home after a long day of work. The sun was pretty and the wind was blowing nicely.
As soon as I stepped outside, I felt the wind change gears (I should have took this as a hint) but No; I needed to stop by
the "Virgin Megastore".
As I would find out shortly...another nickname for SF is "The City of Strange".
As I walked home several men called me their mama, "Hey Mama"
I responded "I have No kids" or "I'm too young to be yo mama"
I one "begger" wanted me to invest in his business for a karate school.
I said "no", but he couldn't take the hint of "Leave me the hell alone."
So, I stopped listened to his idea for this school and requested his business plan or proposal, budget,
and certifcation for teaching karate. Of course he didn't have these documents; so I told him next time
he sees me walking, he better have paperwork in hand.
Next person, was James. Ask if he could walk me home, I tried to ignore him, but he followed me and started to
talk his game. Told me that SF is know as "the city of strange". After he was done asking me questions,
I told him I not giving out my information to anyoune in "the city of strange".

So yesterday, I saw Beauty Shop and loved it. Damn, I really miss ATL. I thought I would never say or type that.
I realized that ATL does have a culture. The people really make the city.
I miss "the people".
The loud, speaking with southern slang people. The way everyone smiles and nods their heads to acknowledge you.
When you dance in the club and boys come and dance with you; or 'throw a couple dollas at cha'.
When you ask for tea and it comes sweet.
The collard greens, hamhocks, cornbread (extra sweet), fried chicken, potato salad, and sweet potato pie. That nourished my soul and spirit because Lord knows it added to the booty and thighs.
Drivin' everywhere and the way the smog hits you in the face.
Sayin' Hhhheeeyyyyy Gggguuuuurrrrl! and having everyone understand.
Seeing people havin each other back, laughing, havin a good time.
Yeah, I miss Atlanta, Georgia.

I had a dream! Yes, JayZ was a dream.

I was in some college dorm room and Jayz was there.
We were on the bed talking and something about sex came up.
I don't remember is we had sex or not, but I do remember telling
him "I won't tell Beyonce."

Translation:
I read that Beyonce and Jayz are getiing married.
And I wondering why would someone so beautiful as Beyonce
want to marry someone so not beautiful as JayZ.*
1. Money
2. Sex
3. Money
I would sleep with JayZ just to see if reason #2 was
a reason.(then plus also I'm horny right now). And if not,
Money is the only factor. I would say Personality, but there
are a lot of (famous) cute guys with "personality".

*this also goes for Janet Jackson and JD.

I feel sort of behind, since I see everyone (I Love) is writing in theirs; I decided to write in mine.

I am trying think of how celebrate my 23rd birthday on 17th. Any ideas?
I haven't had to much time on my own to meet people or join any organizations. I am excited about starting school and meeting new people. I have started working and find that everyone at AiCSF is great. Everyone seems so happy, extra extra nice, and honored to be working here. I'm just wanting for someone to lose their mind and blow up the school. This job seems to good to be true. Plus, I see where all my tution money went too. Forget the equipment and resources. But I am enjoying being treated to lunch every other day, have meeting after meeting with lunch included, party after party, and if we meet our goal for SP05, CASH CREEK CASINO HERE I COME. I would go into more detail, but I don't want anyone getting jealous:)
I saw Sin City, great movie! Love the color and style it was shot. I love to be a Hooker with guns, wearing net stockings.
Well I trying to keep this short, so I will let this be for now.
It's great to see that everyone is doing good.
Love, Peace, and please can I get some DICK!
Eddie

Well life in San Fran is going good.
just wanted to catch up;)

FACTS OF THE WEEK
1. i got a full time job with benefits
2. celebrated St.Patrick's Day
3. got a very good paycheck (from my freelance job)
4. talked to my mother
5. colored danielle's hair

MY OPINIONS ON THE FACTS
1.... at The Art Institute of California-San Francisco (laugh now, but I have benefits)
2.... for all the wrong reasons (thanks Damien)
3.... that came and went, like yesterday:(
4.... i'll still stressed about the conversion we had. (she owes $9,000 to my dad in less than 60 days)
5.... she's a redhead, I don't know how it looks dry.

well here is my week.
peace, love, and I need a man.

There is sooo many things going on. I am still on the ropes about liking San Fran. I have walked sooo many blocks, towns, and miles. My legs are killing me. I am getting use to the pain, which means I am getting use to walking. I feel sooo much healthier.
But anyways....Danielle has helped me sooo much. (I am on this "sooo" kick) Thank God for Danielle Hall. Danielle has helped me on my resume, kept me motivated, and shows me around the little parts of San Fran she knows...and let me tell ya, if it ain't work, home, or David's (her crush) house....she don't know it. But I love Danielle, I really do.
I have reached my goal of sending out two (2) resumes per day (M-F). I have kept my cool around Danielle's SFO friends:) Hold up, I take that back...Danielle doesn't really know anyone. So when I type friends, I mean 2 (two) roommates (Christina and Gage) and David (her boy-toy). Gage is cool with me...he's never home. Christina....is...well...so many things, but mother told me "if I have nothing good to say don't say it at all", but those of you who know me; when have I ever held my tongue. This ungrateful bitch (Christina) has the most negative attitude about life. She has put down Danielle (which you know you don't put down "my lil' D.") she called are negative and unhappy, with bad energy. Christina is the one with all the bad fucking energy and negativity. Christina is the type of person she always has something to say and it's never a positive thing. She is rude, has no life, and fucks her cats at night. I am waiting to my last night here and I am going to let this bitch have it straight up her ass with NO VASELINE. O.K. Eddie...no need to put anymore energy into Christina. David I have only met once...he seems cool, but he is giving Danielle the run around and she's chasing it. I don't like that. But he did pay for my dinner, last night, sooo he's on even ground; right now.
So anyway....I don't like the SoMa (South of Market) area. I walk out everyday with the fresh piss smell in the air. I hate walking and dodging piss, shit, and bums on the street. So hopefully, in the next couple of weeks I will have moved to a better area.
On a happier note...I went to Open House for Grad School today. (And for those of you who didn't know, that's why I am in SFO = Grad School). Well that's my happy note.
I know it seems like the bad out weight the good, but I swear everything is about even.
I miss everyone in the ATL.
Love Eddie
(sorry soooo long)
P.S. I miss Chick-fila...if someone out there loves me they will ship me a plain chick-fila sandwich. Call me for the address 678.852.7254.