Wow, all this from one class?
So I just got back from my creative writing class; I thought this would be a fun class to take because I have always loved writing so much. Walking into class, I feel very much out of place. Everyone is looking at me with their emo haircuts, band t-shirts, and chuck taylor shoes; and here I am wearing jeans and a nice sweater (I had an education class before and we need to dress nice for those). I sit on the far end of the classroom, away from everyone else, hoping no one would pay attention to me. The teacher comes in, so excited for this class and I gained some of that excitement back from him. He decided that everyone in the class should say their name, major, and favorite type of writing. Everyone went around the room and I noticed a pattern: "My name is ___, I'm an art/english/journalism major, and I love (someone I had never heard of) author. That fear came back to me. I introduce myself feeling ok, but then the teacher had to nerve to ask me how old I was because he claimed that the type of literature I liked was more for younger people. I felt insulted, like I didn't have the intelligence of everyone else because I don't read all these other authors.
After that I felt like just dropping the class, but a part of me wants to stick around and prove everyone wrong. I have never felt so insulted/intimidated/scared/etc in my life. To top it all off, this was all in a 30 minute period. Sheesh...
After that I felt like just dropping the class, but a part of me wants to stick around and prove everyone wrong. I have never felt so insulted/intimidated/scared/etc in my life. To top it all off, this was all in a 30 minute period. Sheesh...