Aghh!

Interview later for New Times, then PlumTV tomorrow!! That is all.

oh yeah, and my brother just got Guitar Hero. We've suddenly been hanging out a lot more...

On a Serious Note!

You know, this internship was pretty rad, here at Alma DDB and it's my second to last day so I just sent in my time sheet and my fabulously eloquent, grammar-error-free 5 page report to my department head. I really started out here clueless about how the shit I am studying in school works in the real world. Who woulda thought an unpaid internship for a mega-ad agency would teach me so much.

Honestly, this is what I have believed my whole academic life. Learning in the classroom can only get you so far. It's only half of the equation to success. UMiami's education is great. But I have such a better understanding of what I'm getting myself into now that I've seen the way it really works.

Don't get me wrong about academic environments. Besides the fact that libraries and old professors make me feel uncomfortable, unlike my closet science-nerd Pagina, I have learned a lot at UM and I'm sure she'd say the same. Really. I have: Like how to get test-extensions when you have no excuse, how to charm your professors into actually liking you as a person not by the identification number & GPA. And most importantly? How I learn best. In the morning, over-caffeinated, sitting in the back row, with one headphone in listening to music, and the other listening to the prof taking notes on my superdope mac.

But what it really boils down to is the contacts you make and how proactive you are in getting something out of opportunities like this, and what I am going to be doing in the summer in NY.

And so, Academic base + Real world experience = the world at my fingertips. Eat your heart out, lazy hipsters.

Morning Time

It's so weird to me to have a 9-6 job. Waking up at 8 (meaning pressing snooze til 8:45 since I live a half mile away from work) is such an odd feeling. A year ago, 8am was the time I'd roll up to my house after the party, the afterparty, and the after-afterparty.

Yeah, it still happens on occasion (cue the image of me at Sonia's pool at 7am by myself a few months ago) but really, I could get used to this adult-sorta life. Hmm.... Weird, I know.

The next few weeks are seriously going to be amazing. Tomorrow Jake comes to Miami and djs Friday at PS14 for Loop. Then next Wednesday my internship ends, Thursday I fly to Colorado to hang out with Jaelyn, then I come home the 24th for one day.

THEN NEW YORK ON WEDNESDAY!

I have huge plans for New York. Huge. I'm not going on a 2 month vacation, my lovely readers, I am going to conquer the fucking world. So wish me luck. And for you Miami crazies, best start callin, cause before you know it, this motherfucker's gonna be in the CITY! :-)

But back to the subject of morning time, it really does feel good to wake up with 7+ hours of sleep, take a shower, grab a coffee and live the day. Yeah, I'm inside til 6, but it feels good not either a. recovering from a hangover or b. "catching up on my sleep," meaning I'll see you at 1:30pm. I never thought I'd be saying this....

Hey partyland.... I'm over you.

I've never meant it so much when I say I'd rather hang out on a rooftop in Brooklyn with some of my best friends than go to a dark smokey club and forget everything that happened the next morning. Don't get me wrong, my party days are not over. Don't panic! Just sayin, the next two months are gonna bring out a new Lex, you'll see.

Time to get back to work... I'm so fucking mature, I know. pthhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

Flash Forward!

47 years down the road, meet Ms. Paige Padon-_______ <----insert last name here.



You know it's true.