Another interesting day (so far)

I got up early to drag myself on time to the John McCain event. And then when I got there, I realized that I had somehow left the point-and-shoot camera I was handed somewhere. I drove myself back home and searched for a bit before giving up and grabbing my own camera for the mugshots.

I then got back to the event, where I proceeded to run into a bunch of people I know and interviewed random people in the crowd for my 200-word vignettes. I called in online updates, I sat through McCain’s speech – very similar to the one he gave about a year ago that I also covered – and then interviewed more people.

I’ve been back for about two hours now, and I’m done with my vignettes. I sent the story on to editing, I uploaded and e-mailed the photos I took, and now I’m once again sitting here at my desk – mostly because anyone who I would for what else to do is currently in a news meeting.

I still don’t know how to access my RGJ e-mail.

On a random but nice note – the senior news editor complimented my house story. He said it was very readable. I guess that’s a good thing.

And there are positive comments on the story too.

Another random note – I think I’ve heard the words “Sex and the City” more times in this newsroom than I have anywhere else so far.


Sitting at my desk.

I’m trying to inconspicuously update this blog and play around on Facebook and my e-mail until IT arrives and finally sets up my profile.

It’s been an uneventful day.

I’ve been sitting at my desk for the last two hours doing absolutely nothing, but don’t tell my editor that.

I spent the morning reporting and writing this story about a student-built house – I’ll post it later – and I’m heading out to an event for said house in about 40 minutes. Or rather, I’m going to get lunch and then head to the event.

So…yeah. I’m bored. My editor noticed it, too: “You look bored already.” Then he promised that I would be really busy this summer, as did one of the senior editors I met. I should be writing for the local news and neighborhood sections, as well as doing some online stuff.

I have to work on not looking bored. I think I’m going to come up with some story ideas to keep me preoccupied.

Oh, and I still have no idea what hours I’m supposed to work, when I’m supposed to take lunch and when my dayoffs are. I plan on wandering around the building in a bit to get myself acquainted with where things are.



After a six-and-a-half hour car drive from Vegas to Reno yesterday (mind you, that is supposed to be a eight to 10 hour car drive) and moving stuff from Amy’s storage unit, I am officially moved into my new house.

We had a semi-housewarming party which consisted of playing Catchphrase and Mao for hours and hours. And now I’m sitting in my room, avoiding sleep because I know that in a matter of hours, I’ll be starting a new job.

I feel like I’m playing grown-up right now. Like at any minute, my parents will come in and tell me it’s time to go home, or that I have a curfew and I need to be back in a few hours. It doesn’t feel like I graduated from high school two years ago, and it doesn’t feel like in two years, I’ll graduate from college and be thrown into the real world.

It’s exciting and scary at the same time.

So with that, I’m off to bed. I need to get used to the getting up early thing again.


The to-do list reappears.

I was looking through my blog from last year, and I found the to-do list I created in March 2007. I’ve decided to update it.

To-do list:
–Get a tattoo on my 19th birthday (since that plan failed me on my 18th)
Didn’t happen. Probably won’t happen. For now, anyway.
–Some sort of internship would be nice.
Starting that Tuesday.
–Save enough money to go to Italy and England next summer.
Am not going to Italy and England, so this question is irrelevant.

–Another job would probably be my best bet to make the above come true.
Hahahaha. After one year of being news editor, I know that’s never going to happen.
–Road trip. Preferably, to San Francisco, but whatever happens, happens.
–Learn how to play the piano (well).
Didn’t even try to do this one.
–Take ballroom dancing classes.
–Learn how to snowboard/ski.
Or this one. Am working on it.
–Read the entirety of the 7th Harry Potter book.
–Create my own Web site.
–Learn enough HTML to do the above.
Kinda sorta did both, but ended up deleting it. Will work on creating a new one this summer.
–Karaoke night.
I’m sure it’ll happen sooner or later.
–Go see “Phantom” in Las Vegas. I have waited a year for this, it’s ridiculous. Will by my own ticket if necessary.
Nope. Am broke. Will have to wait.
–Figure out exactly what I am doing next summer. Must stop being indecisive about Europe.
–Get nothing lower than a C in my classes (preferably, higher than that).
–Officially become a journalism major already.
–Pick a minor.
–Stop obsessing over stupid stuff.
Never going to happen
–Get new glasses. Absolutely necessary, only wearing contacts is driving me crazy.
I did that, but I broke my glasses, so I need to get new ones again.

I also found several to-do lists that I made when I was younger while I was cleaning out my desk at home. I actually was able to cross some of the things off…for instance, sleeping in a box outside. It’s nice to know that I’m actually doing things that I wanted to when I was younger.


It has begun.

Here it is, the summer blog that will continue to document my journalism journey since I left off at a random point last year.

Or something like that.

I’m in Las Vegas with my family for my 10 day vacation before I start my internship at the Reno Gazette-Journal. I’ll be a city desk reporter and I’ll (hopefully) get to know the area that I’ve been living in a little better.

So, a little more about me – I’m a 19-year-old journalism student at the University of Nevada. I used to be a fantastic student, according to my high school graduation program. That has changed (though I’m not awful now, I just don’t get straight A’s anymore) since I found myself working for The Nevada Sagebrush almost two years ago now.

What I’ve found is I’ve learned more from on-the-field reporting – whether it’s a sleeping in a box for the night, sitting at a crime scene or following a cop around during a football game – is more valuable than, dare I say it, a Powerpoint multimedia presentation and Web site I made for one of my journalism classes. I’ve learned more crying at my desk on a production night when it’s approaching deadline than being told by professors that I need to understand the concept of deadline when I turn in an assignment late.

So here’s to a summer of writing and reporting, of learning more about the field that has become more of a calling than a career.

And probably a summer of bitching and complaining too.