I came to UCLA as a transfer, so I’ve only had two years to enjoy the campus and student life this school has to offer.
The week I moved in, I started looking for clubs to get involved with, one of which was The Daily Bruin. It seemed like a great opportunity to be a part of the student community as well as put everything I’ve learned as an English major to use. But then something tragic and completely unforeseen happened … I missed the deadline.
I thought the deadline was a week later than it actually was, so my application wasn’t finished. “Oh well,” I thought. I moved on, joined some other clubs, did an internship, and I carried on with life.
At the beginning of my senior year, I wasn’t thinking about joining The Daily Bruin at all. It wasn’t that journalism no longer appealed to me. My brain was just too busy exploding from the euphoria of being accepted into James Franco’s creative writing class. So that was kind of a big deal, that I proceeded to tell all my friends about (some of whom still don’t believe I was actually in the class). And then something unexpected happened.
I received a text from Kate Parkinson-Morgan saying she was from The Daily Bruin and that she had heard I was taking the Franco class. She wanted me to write for the relatively new blog called Mojo.
My first thought was, “How did this chick get my phone number?” (It turns out we had a mutual friend, so it wasn’t as creepy as I initially thought.) My second thought was, “Man, I haven’t even gone to the first class yet, and I’m already famous!” My second thoughts always tend to be on the narcissistic side. My third thought was, “I’m hungry,” so I grabbed some Fat Sal’s, and after I had eaten, I remembered Kate’s text, so I responded and said I’d be willing to meet to talk more about this opportunity.
We chatted for a bit, and eventually, Kate convinced me to apply to The Daily Bruin, and I’m so glad I did. While sometimes I have indulged myself by writing about subjects I am familiar with like writing, books, and movies, I’ve also challenged myself to go out and find stories that aren’t really in my realm of expertise like assisting in coverage of the 2012 presidential election (although I mainly watched comedians tell Mitt Romney jokes that night, so maybe it was within my realm of expertise after all).
I’m very grateful for my time here at UCLA and at The Daily Bruin. My only regret is that I couldn’t have been here longer. I’d also like to thank Kate for reaching out to me and thinking every little thing I did with James Franco was interesting. I feel like there’s no advice or parting words I could give you that haven’t already been said or wouldn’t come across as cliche, so to help all of you current students with your remaining time at UCLA, I’d like to leave you with three sentences that will get you through life, courtesy of Homer Simpson.
Number one: “Cover for me.” Number two: “Oh, good idea, boss.” Number three: “It was like that when I got here.”