First day of Death…….education.

Here is how my last day of 2012 went: 

I woke up this morning from a wonderful, 10-hour sleep on my new Sealy mattress that my best friend Royal bought me for Christmas. I was so well rested that I forgot the reason why I set my alarm to 7:45 a.m.

I made myself two cups of coffee and then packed my bag with loose-leaf paper, writing utensils and my Kindle Fire which had my e-textbook inside.

Today was the first day of death and dying school! 

I’m taking this mini winter class to fulfill my capstone and diversity requirement, and, you know, taking it for the obvious reason: my obsession with the science behind death.

This is technically a course for a Social Work major. When I first signed up, I was a little nervous about it because I thought the entire course would mainly be about how to comfort someone. That’s cool and all but I want something beyond that — and I got it!

The syllabus says that we’ll be learning about how death is handled with various cultures such as Native American, Asian and Hawaiian including religions like Judaism, Buddhism and Christianity.

Along with those topics, we’re going to plan our own funeral and learn about the business of it and so much more! A mortician will even come speak to the class! What a fantastic way to end 2012 and to start 2013.

Surprisingly, there are about 20 or more students in the class. It’s a diverse audience as well; most of them are majoring either in social work, psychology, biology or nursing (guess whose the only journalism major in there?).

The first half of the day mostly consisted of an introduction (this class is four hours btw). We had to pick a partner to get to know each other and then they would have to introduce us to the class (I hate a lot of things about this. I’d rather introduce myself because its way easier and you’ll get to know me personally compared to a person just telling the audience something about you. Also, I hate group activities.).

The interview questions were basic (to the eyes of a journalist, anyway): What’s your major, why did you choose this class, what do you hope to get out of it and list something that people wouldn’t know about you.

A pretty cool chick named Taylor and I partnered up and here’s what I told her:

I’m Molly and I’m a journalism major. I chose this class because I have a fascination with death and I also have background experience with funeral homes (I’ve witnessed an embalming and prepared bodies for funerals). I hope to get enjoyment out of this class especially since we’ll be learning about different cultures (I love this!). Something that people may not know about me is that I have a fascination with astronomy and space, and I hope to be the first journalist to report from space (this is true). 

And so when she introduced me with all of that to the class, I received so much attention that it became awkward. All eyes were on me. I was too shy to look up at anyone and acknowledge them (even the instructor!) and I cringed as if I were a turtle going back into its shell.

I HAVE NEVER GOTTEN SO MANY “OOOOHS!” AND “AHHHS!” BEFORE FOR AN “ABOUT ME”. 

And who was Taylor? A junior who can’t make up her mind with what major she wanted to pursue and is looking forward to learn how to comfort others during times of loss. Maybe I should have been more simple? But, then again, a girl admitted in her “about me” that she owns a baby monkey

…what is she going to do when that thing turns its back on her for the wild side? Hopefully the attack won’t be her cause of death. Ha. Ha. Speaking of…

We also took like, three surveys about our thoughts on death. The longest one was 74 questions asking things like, “Would you want to know how much time you have left to live?”, “How would you want to die?”, “If you were to commit suicide, what technique would you use?”, and “If you had a terminal illness, who would you want to tell you first?” 

What’s even more depressing is that there’s a 10 page paper due on the last day of class (a.k.a. in two weeks).

Anyways, I’m very excited about this class and I’ll share the most interesting things (why not all?). And I know, I need to share some of my experiences! How about I post something like that during this week?

Well, Happy New Year. So far, it’s a great start. I have an internship interview in April for The Sparks Tribune.

Celebrate safe and well and see you later this week! I’ll be shooting fireworks off by a lake.

-Molly

P DOT S: Please check out this amazing, clever and easy eggless cookie dough recipe from Fun Foods On a Budget! I made it like, three times and it makes you yell “LIFE IS GOOD!” in the kitchen because it’s that delicious. And no, pregnancy is not required.

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New canvas. Now what?

???This new (sorry, I don’t have the size), blank canvas is just STARING at me with its “pretty-please-puppy-eyes” hoping I draw (or paint) something CREATIVE on it. Here’s what I had in mind:

!! Obviously, I am going use my new, Prismacolor pencils to bring my drawing to life. 

  1. A calm beach with a psychedelic or nebula sky 
  2. An attempt of real-life looking human bodies with fashionable clothes on, BUT with the heads of planets (no faces). I was thinking of using Saturn, Earth, Mars and Venus for the heads.
  3. Or, an image of a side profile of one of my characters from my future novel, Daughters of the Apocalypse (I’ll get into this later — maybe, depending how many idea stealers there are).

I am open to any suggestions and this is going to be a work in progress!

I’ve also decided to make my posting goal 3 – 4 times a week!

Starting off the new year cocky.

I think I received the most cockiest yet super awesome gifts for journalism. I’d like to say that I am set for upcoming New Year with reporting and school in general! I got an awesome bag from my girlfriend and it has secret pockets and large ones that I could reorganize in any way that I want (sadly, no picture included)!

But I am set with a smartpen, cocky-confident shirts, and other supplies to help me out with my writing in general. I even have a keychain dangling down my lanyard that says, “Headlines & Deadlines are my life”. Look what else Santa got me HERE!

Ah...little hints of the inspirations of this blog. Best coffee mug as well!

Ah…little hints of the inspirations of this blog. Best coffee mug as well!

“Once upon a time…there was a beautiful and extremely gifted writer…”

This set includes: Livescribe's Echo Smartpen, a blank-paged notebook, a writer's workbook, and two journalistic shirts - "Don't make me use my journalistic voice!"

This set includes: Livescribe’s Echo Smartpen, a blank-paged notebook, a writer’s workbook, and two journalistic shirts – “Don’t make me use my journalistic voice!”

A water bottle that scares --- I mean, says, "If you were in my novel, I'd have killed you off by now."

A water bottle that scares — I mean, says, “If you were in my novel, I’d have killed you off by now.”

...the cockiest yet truest of all!

…the cockiest yet truest of all!

Like some of the things I got? Find them here:

Merry Christmas, I’m obsessed with owls.

I know it’s not Saturday, does it look like I care?

You can never get too old for Christmas, especially when you’re in my family. I don’t think anyone celebrates Christmas anymore like we do.

On the Eve of Christmas, we exchange “gifts-from-the-family” to each other; gifts from Aunt Pat, Uncle Ben,   Poppy, Brother John, ect…

My family and I always get nice gifts from them such as gift cards, jewelry and other accessories. All together, I think my brother and I have about $220 from gift cards.

On Christmas morning, Santa fills up our stockings and we enter the living room with delight. Presents all shapes and sizes paitently wait for my brother and I under our glistening Christmas tree.

Of course, Santa always knows what you want every year. In my stocking, I found a set of Hello Kitty cards, a smelly gingerbread marker, a blue hair extension that glows, owl ornaments and a flat wooden figure of an owl (I’m putting this on my door when I return to my apartment). Last but not least, I found at the very bottom of my stocking a fresh grapefruit. Like the days during the depression, this grapefruit made me appreciate the small things, especially since the Wal Mart in Reno isn’t carrying them right now.

Leaving fruits in a Christmas stocking is a family tradition on my mom’s side. My great-grandmother gave my grandmother a fresh thing of fruit every Christmas during their times in the Great Depression. Nothing was a clean and fresh as a fruit back then, and it brings the magic of appreciation. My mother decided to pass the tradition on to us, whether the economy sucks or not. I think I’ll pass it on as well, if I decide to have children someday.

Along with the gifts below, I got a plastic pan to make chocolate owl lollipops (or popsicles for the summer). My brother got me a lovely owl bracelet, followed by a new video game to add to my Xbox collection: Cartoon Network Punch Time Explosion XL. 

Check out the other cool things Santa brought me. My Christmas was also very “journalisticky”, too.

Merry Christmas to all, and have a wonderful New Year!

Adventure Time glasses - A gift from a friend

Adventure Time glasses – A gift from a friend

I have another stuffed owl named Ellie - what would be a good, enchanting name for this one?

I have another stuffed owl named Ellie – what would be a good, enchanting name for this one?

Owl ornaments for next year and an owl "woodie" for my door!

Owl ornaments for next year and an owl “woodie” for my door!

My close friend gave me a plush Hello Kitty...wearing a Nevada shirt!

My close friend gave me a plush Hello Kitty…wearing a Nevada shirt!

Finally, I can get back into my creativity...for a while ;)

Finally, I can get back into my creativity…for a while 😉

...and Merry Christmas to all! :)

…and Merry Christmas to all! 🙂

First Saturday, First Post.

Imagine if a human had 900 years to live without the aging and health problems. Like, what if a 65-year-old looked like they were still in their 20s with good health?

Anyway, let’s just pretend all of those kind of goodies are available in your 900 years of lifetime. Now, without getting killed (or killing yourself), what else would you do during your 900 years of life?

The answer is simple: everything that you’ve always wanted to do. What if you had all the time in the world to achieve and fulfill 200+ of your dreams?

Obviously, it’s possible (but difficult) to do that within 70 to 100 years of your life. But remember when you were a kid, you went back and forth of what you wanted to be when you grew up? I believe those kind of career interests will stick with you for the rest of your life. It’s what fascinated you the most and it will always be a piece of you. You may not be as interested in some of them after a couple of years pass because you have already made a choice (or more) of what you want. However, and usually, there’s a piece of you that still wants to try that something else, but it seems like there’s a limited amount of time (and money) to do so during your life.

That’s how I feel, anyway. When I was little, I wanted to be a doctor. I went through the fantasies of becoming a teacher to an oceanographer, to a performer, an animator and then a writer. During my teenage years, my goal was to become a funeral director, but I was an online news editor for my high school newspaper. Today, I am a senior in college majoring in journalism, experiencing competitive adventures in and out of newsrooms. I just wish I had enough time to explore my other interests as well. But isn’t that the beauty of writing and journalism? I can research and write about whatever the hell I want!

I love doing journalism because reporting gives me the opportunity to learn and write about things to share with the world. I enjoy showing things people don’t know or need to know about. Pretty much, that’s what I’m here for. This is going to sound conceited but every Saturday, I will post something that somewhat revolves around my interests and you will learn something from it. Let me define the following in my tagline:

Literature – I’m a book-worm and I want to practice writing reviews. Ah, I know: book reviews! I have many books from good to bad to share that I have read. If you’re thinking I’m going to review books such as Hunger Games, Twilight or Harry Potter, this section is probably not for you. I’m going to review books you might never heard of and convince you to read them. 🙂

Writing – I’m going to post some of my articles from newspapers I have written for, as well as narrative and fictional pieces. And yes, my “typical blogger” side will lash out with rants, randomness and other personal-conversational pieces here and there.

Life & Death – My book reviews and writing will revolve around these two subjects the most. How-Tos, Did-you-knows, titles, old and new news stories, my experiences (especially at the funeral home), personal thoughts and stories that have significant relevance.

And including…

Universe – I passed astronomy with an A. I’m also an employee at the local planetarium at my university. Studying and thinking about what’s out there passes through my mind consistently. I think I would say that it’s almost a hobby. So I want to share experiences I’ve had at the planetarium or cool news to know about the intergalactic world (it’ll be interesting, I promise).

I feel as if these descriptions are vague but I know it’ll get interesting as it goes. I can’t point out specific subjects that will be posted, but you’ll get what I mean (eventually).

It’s the Christmas season, and my mother is rolling small portions of cookie dough to make Reese cupcakes. I think we’re ordering pizza tonight and the flavor of marinara sauce sounds tasty. It’s time for me to exit, but I’ll will fix up this site as I go.

See you next week,

Molly