Have you ever felt so close to a good idea that it hurt. And the closer you got to the destination of your thought, the more impossible it seemed to get there?
that's where I'm at right now.
I have a class that is trying to solve a problem for a client. We, as a class, have been striving to come up with a solution. We have been prancing around a fence looking through every single crack in hopes to get a glimpse of what's inside, but none of the cracks are quite big enough. It really makes your brain hurt. However, it feels really good.
Through the whole process I am trying to convince myself that all this stress and frustration bearing down on my mind are actually making it stronger. I sure hope so. Because if that's the case, I'm going to be able to run a marathon after this.
-Clint
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Career Day
Today was definitely not a career fair. When I say career day, it is more of an actual event that took place, not so much an arrangement of tables and selling points.
I've been in the advertising program for over a year now. It is what I thought it would be, but I had no idea the toll that it would put on my inner strength. For example, I find myself using so much of my inners during my advertising classes, that by the time I start doing homework for my other classes (media buying and french), I am so exhausted that I merely do enough to get by.
I had a conversation with my roommate/cousin Eric. He said that a good student is the one that can recognize he's falling behind and can pick himself back up and get on top of his game.
That's the phase I'm in right now. I need to throw myself back at the front of the race. I've been too distracted by all the little ponies.
I say career day because as I go through this stress/fun/exhaust period, I am learning what I truly want my career to be. Fortunately that is Advertising. I can't get enough of it.
-Clint
I've been in the advertising program for over a year now. It is what I thought it would be, but I had no idea the toll that it would put on my inner strength. For example, I find myself using so much of my inners during my advertising classes, that by the time I start doing homework for my other classes (media buying and french), I am so exhausted that I merely do enough to get by.
I had a conversation with my roommate/cousin Eric. He said that a good student is the one that can recognize he's falling behind and can pick himself back up and get on top of his game.
That's the phase I'm in right now. I need to throw myself back at the front of the race. I've been too distracted by all the little ponies.
I say career day because as I go through this stress/fun/exhaust period, I am learning what I truly want my career to be. Fortunately that is Advertising. I can't get enough of it.
-Clint
Friday, October 26, 2012
New Beginnings
I'm going to start blogging again. It will be entirely selfish. I find that writing helps me focus my thoughts. It's also like placing a stamp of approval on my memories and experiences in life. I guess, in a way, it is also showing a bit of gratitude to the Lord for allowing me to live such a life.
Today I want to mention an insight I found in music. I love music. As I study in the library at BYU, my favorite thing to do is pop on some Pandora playlist and get to work. My default playlist has always been country. When I'm feeling edgy, I'll switch things up by going to alternative rock, and when I really want to get down to business, I pop on some oldies. I generally try to stay away from today's hit music. It is too cluttered with filth that does no mind good.
A couple weeks ago, I remember being in the library all day long and had a bad headache. Music wasn't helping me unwind, so I turned it off. The silence was really starting to get to me, so I frantically searched for some form of music that wouldn't drive me up the wall. Before too long I found myself on Paul Cardall's station. It was amazing. It was so peaceful and quiet. Some songs are hymns, some are classical favorites from monumentus films, and some are just darn beautiful. It is the perfect music for homework.
Today has been a full day of Paul Cardall, and I must say, I feel so replenished. My mind isn't constantly zipping back and forth between emotions (as country songs often instigate). My mind actually feels like it's on a sail boat, drifting through the subtle sea. I can sea 3 or 4 seagulls in the distance. There are a few clouds in the sky, but they are so faint, that they are hardly worth recognizing. I guess this is what my Mission President intended for us when he told us to stay away from the world's music. I have to admit he was right. Good music is important to a happy life.
-Clint
Today I want to mention an insight I found in music. I love music. As I study in the library at BYU, my favorite thing to do is pop on some Pandora playlist and get to work. My default playlist has always been country. When I'm feeling edgy, I'll switch things up by going to alternative rock, and when I really want to get down to business, I pop on some oldies. I generally try to stay away from today's hit music. It is too cluttered with filth that does no mind good.
A couple weeks ago, I remember being in the library all day long and had a bad headache. Music wasn't helping me unwind, so I turned it off. The silence was really starting to get to me, so I frantically searched for some form of music that wouldn't drive me up the wall. Before too long I found myself on Paul Cardall's station. It was amazing. It was so peaceful and quiet. Some songs are hymns, some are classical favorites from monumentus films, and some are just darn beautiful. It is the perfect music for homework.
Here is an image of Paul Cardall I found on the web.
Today has been a full day of Paul Cardall, and I must say, I feel so replenished. My mind isn't constantly zipping back and forth between emotions (as country songs often instigate). My mind actually feels like it's on a sail boat, drifting through the subtle sea. I can sea 3 or 4 seagulls in the distance. There are a few clouds in the sky, but they are so faint, that they are hardly worth recognizing. I guess this is what my Mission President intended for us when he told us to stay away from the world's music. I have to admit he was right. Good music is important to a happy life.
-Clint
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