I am not sure how I feel about all the stories on the news about where Obama's daughters will attend school. I hope the media does not screw them up by magnifying every single little thing they do. If they end up in rehab like Britney or Lindsay I will be really sad.

Is there such a thing as being so stressed that you are not stressed anymore? If you are stressed raise your hand and I will say a prayer for you.

I have been told to read the Universtiy Times for the latest news in the dorms. The University Times is great for other subjets too but if you really wanna know what goes down in the dorms read it!!! I am upset with the lack of knowledge the housing employees provides to its tenants so thank God for the University Times. Shout out to Mike Garcia!

It has brought to my attention that there was a shooting this weekened in the dorms and the week before that a girl was sexually assaulted in the schools parking lot and found drugged in the King Hall building. Why are the students of Cal State LA not informed of these incidents? Why are they so quick to give you a parking ticket yet safety somehow slips through the cracks?

I am somehwhat confused with the creative process for my picture essay. Taking the pictures is easy but deciding how I want to tell the story is where the problem lies. I am not sure if I want to present it in a innformative manner where the narrator is just telling the process of how things get done. Or, if I want the narration to be experienced based meaning stories, recounts and how it is to work there.

Why do people stay in relationships with absolutely no incentive? Is it fear? Is it insecurities? Is it that they are too lazy to go out and find someone else? Why do peolple stay in relationships for years and find out they are not the one through a text message? Do people not quietly think about or talk about where they see themselves in their relationships and if they would stay with that person for the long run?

I do not care much for clubs and parties that do not involve networking but this weekened my boyfriend and his ex employees decided to get together at a club. Naturally I thought to myself "ughh" but I love him so I decided to go. When we initially arrived there were women scantily clad as they waited to hopefully get selected to go into the club. My boyfriends ex-employee was waiting for us at the door so we did not have to stand in heavy perfumed line.
We went up the elevator to arrive on the roof of the building which surprisingly is where the club is. It was actually really nice. This was not a social scene of women who looked really skanky and men who looked like they were on a mission to take them down. Instead of people humping eachother with clothes on they were actually dancing. The music had no words and people were actually standing around talking. It was actually my kind of scene.