(Posted on my MySpace blog today at 5:10am)
Reality television became increasingly popular with the advent of the new millennium. By 2002-2003 it seemed like it had reached its climax, and different TV channels jumped on the trend, releasing shows such as "Big Brother," "America's Next Top Model," and "The Osbournes," to name a few. MTV was even already planning to release a Reality TV Movie, "The Real Cancun." Rupert Murdoch, owner of Fox and Fox News, noticed he was losing ratings, and that attempts at reality TV shows like "Temptation Island" weren't working. So he devised a scheme to gain more ratings and to be at the top of the reality TV trend. He talked to George Bush, which owed him a favor (since Murdoch used all of his media outlets to brainwash the masses into electing him), about a way that he can work around this dilemma. Thus, "The War on Iraq" premiered on U.S. TV news stations all around the nation. All of the U.S. consumption units had their eyes glued on the news channels, with Fox News leading the way in ratings.
Although, "The War on Iraq" has lost its ratings recently since viewers have become disinterested in the show. But to combat this, Fox launched the "Fox Reality" Channel in May 2005, which "deliver[s] the best brands in reality television through a mix of acquired and original programming."
(Typed after watching "Control Room" (2004).)
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
It worked!
I stopped caring, I stopped stressing, and everything cleared up for me. I felt like I got my luck back and I was much happier.
I took an important step towards this. Yesterday, instead of going home and depriving myself of sleep by drowning in books and review sheets, I went to Virgin Megastore to buy a CD. I spent about an hour and a half looking around and I actually met and talked to a cool person that likes the same kind of music that I do. He saw that I was listening to black tape for a blue girl and he commented about it, then from there we started talking for quite some time. I have never had an experience like this, I think ever. I guess it gave me hope and I didn't feel so alone in the world (alone, not lonely). This departure from my routine of misery and monotony kind of "put the kick back in my step." I went to my class about 25 minutes late and didn't care, my teacher told me I got a 75 for my make-up test, which I gladly accepted because I was already rehearsing just in case he gave me a low score (since I thought I did pretty good and he was already giving me problems to make up the test). Later, I got in my car, drove to an empty floor in the parking garage, put on my Clan of Xymox CD and just started reading and studying for about two and a half hours. When it was time, I parked in the other garage, went to the class, and took the test. And I thought I did very good.
Lately I have been in this "funk" where I have been stressed non-stop and I felt like I was literally going crazy. Ever since hurricane Wilma, it seems like it has been test after assignment after assignment after test, and it just hasn't stopped. Last week I had to turn in some essays, this week I had two tests, next week I have to turn in a 12-page paper, and the week after that I have to turn in a project for Art History. But I just can't think about it monomaniacally like I was before, if not I go crazy. I need to give myself breaks and get out of the routine, and no, going to MySpace.com or watching "That's So Raven" is not taking a break.
I stopped caring, I stopped stressing, and everything cleared up for me. I felt like I got my luck back and I was much happier.
I took an important step towards this. Yesterday, instead of going home and depriving myself of sleep by drowning in books and review sheets, I went to Virgin Megastore to buy a CD. I spent about an hour and a half looking around and I actually met and talked to a cool person that likes the same kind of music that I do. He saw that I was listening to black tape for a blue girl and he commented about it, then from there we started talking for quite some time. I have never had an experience like this, I think ever. I guess it gave me hope and I didn't feel so alone in the world (alone, not lonely). This departure from my routine of misery and monotony kind of "put the kick back in my step." I went to my class about 25 minutes late and didn't care, my teacher told me I got a 75 for my make-up test, which I gladly accepted because I was already rehearsing just in case he gave me a low score (since I thought I did pretty good and he was already giving me problems to make up the test). Later, I got in my car, drove to an empty floor in the parking garage, put on my Clan of Xymox CD and just started reading and studying for about two and a half hours. When it was time, I parked in the other garage, went to the class, and took the test. And I thought I did very good.
Lately I have been in this "funk" where I have been stressed non-stop and I felt like I was literally going crazy. Ever since hurricane Wilma, it seems like it has been test after assignment after assignment after test, and it just hasn't stopped. Last week I had to turn in some essays, this week I had two tests, next week I have to turn in a 12-page paper, and the week after that I have to turn in a project for Art History. But I just can't think about it monomaniacally like I was before, if not I go crazy. I need to give myself breaks and get out of the routine, and no, going to MySpace.com or watching "That's So Raven" is not taking a break.
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
...
[insert complaint about stress and procrastination here]
It has become so overwhemingly repetative, that I'm just not going to care anymore.
I have a test tomorrow, and I haven't studied yet. I'm just going to study before the class; I have about two-and-a-half hours. That should be enough time to study and skim over a few things. ...As opposed to spending the entire weekend monomaniacally focusing on the fact that I have to study for tests that are in three days, instead of actually studying.
It has become so overwhemingly repetative, that I'm just not going to care anymore.
I have a test tomorrow, and I haven't studied yet. I'm just going to study before the class; I have about two-and-a-half hours. That should be enough time to study and skim over a few things. ...As opposed to spending the entire weekend monomaniacally focusing on the fact that I have to study for tests that are in three days, instead of actually studying.
Monday, November 7, 2005
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