My fate is an unwritten story that I will finish in due time...

With my first week conquered, everything is slowly falling into place...at least I hope so. Our broadcast magazine show this semester is going to be intense. I can tell already seeing as I spent Thursday (which was indicated as a day off on my schedule) in Toronto, shooting some stuff in the downtown area for my group's segment. Our documentary class is essentially the same as it was last semester, except our docs need to be longer and better. The news show seems like it’s going to be pretty intense too, but luckily that’s the kind of class that doesn’t go beyond the school. We go in there and work our asses off for eight and a half hours, take the last half hour to reflect and then leave it behind until next week. Broadcast beats seems like it’s going to be okay, but there’s a steady stream of assignments lined up for it which means the bulk of the homework is going to come from that class. Finally there’s the field placement class, which actually seems like it’s going to be quite enlightening. I’m already beginning to get internships lined up, things are looking good with the whole 680 News thing. An internship there would be sweet so I'm crossing my fingers.

I look to my countdown and I still get a little freaked out. In less than a hundred days I’m gonna be entering “the real world.” I’m gonna be out in open water trying to swim…at least I’ve been learning how for the last four years, hopefully I can rely on that.

This semester seems so daunting, but of the shortened 12 week span of it, one week has already gone by. It won't be long now...

You can do this Joseph Chammas.

Wish me luck.

Peace, love, and unwavering determination,
Joe

P.S. In case you're wondering about the title of this post, I was jamming with my best friend Ron today, singing a song called "Reborn" for which he wrote the music and I wrote the lyrics. The title of this blog is lifted from the bridge of the song, I thought it fit the overall theme.