So I was at the bookstore at ASU in Tempe picking up the book for my only good class, and I ran into my screenwriting instructor, James, from last semester. He was with his little girl, whom he had talked about all semester. Adorable! Anyway, it definitely made me realize how little I'd been working on my story. I mean, I'm constantly thinking about it in one way or another, but actually constructing something has been quite a challenge. I also talked with my film instructor tonight. They had a meeting about the possibility of a film major in the fall. He said something will definitely happen, in one form or another. Excited! I really like being in Tempe, but there's nothing wrong with ASU West, now since I have a car and all.