Semi-gloss

In my first year at tech, I came top-equal in two classes, Introduction To Journalism and Written Communication”. The other person who shared that top ranking was a lass named Carly Kirkwood who is now the presenter on Nightline.

I remember her name more than her face. I think she had long blonde hair back then, whereas now she has shorter, darker hair and that matt TV skin. She’s a good news reader.

Reading the press release announcing her new position as the presenter, it seems like she’s been set on a media career since an early age, so it’s not surprising she ended up where she is now. (See also: Oliver-Kerby, Bernadine)

Whereas I just ended up at tech because it seemed like it might be quite interesting (it was) and I discovered, much to my surprise, that I was quite good at that whole writing and journalism thing that I’d also been quite good at in high school.

But I never actually enjoyed that pure kind of journalism, so I didn’t pick it as my major, and I eventually left tech because I wasn’t enjoying the alternative, film and television, either.

And yet I eventually managed to find a pleasing middle ground that mixes writing and television together – and all without the pressure of journalism or the inconvenience of being famous.

Required reading

I’ve been to three New Zealand tertiary institutes. I completed the first year of a bachelor of media arts at Waikato Polytech, then half of the first semester of the second year before I realised that film and television production was not my forte.

I then moved onto Waikato University and enrolled in three papers, one one popular music, one on basic computer skills and another on media criticism. I passed the first two, but got bored with the third one and didn’t sit the exam.

Next I moved to Auckland and started doing linguistics at Auckland University, but I soon realised that linguistics was really boring and not worth three years of my life.

Three strikes and I was out. I put my university life behind me and joined the workforce.

A couple of nights ago st00 excitedly informed me that his girlfriend was studying me at university. At first I thought she had chosen me as a case study, but no, I am required reading for students at Auckland University doing a second year English paper on autobiography.

I went along to the English department office today and paid $5 for the photocopied book full of autobiographical pieces of writing from various literary women. As well as Virginia Wolfe, Janet Frame, Maya Angelou and others, there’s some stuff I’ve written on my web site. The “About” page, “Ja Rule” and “A Play” have been reproduced for the students to read.

st00’s girlfriend says that there will be a lecture that looks at my writing. If the class isn’t too small, I might sneak in and take notes. I think there may also be students writing essays on me at a later stage.

It’s really cool but also feels really strange. But I think that being studied at a university pretty much cements my place as a non-graduate. I could never go back now.