A legitimate update!
It feels like it's been a while since i properly posted on here. Get ready.
The last few weeks have been pretty uneventful it seems. I've just sort of glided through life without many complications. School's been stressful, but not terribly exciting. I turned in my first essay for my Shakespeare class, and i'm worried that i've lost all skill at writing literary analysis. I might be getting it back next week, so, we'll see what happens with the fate of my english degree.
Wednesday i officially quit the journalism school. I talked to my advisor, who put up no argument against it. I think she really didn't care if i stayed or left. Her loss? I can only hope. So now my folder dawns a yellow sticky note with "inactive" written on it. They might as well just shred it all now - i'm not coming back. I've decided that, although i enjoy almost everything about journalism - talking to people, telling stories, figuring things out, writing - i hate doing it under the constraints or guise of being a journalist. Being a journalist has become a very negative thing for me. I feel like the art of journalism has died, to be replaced with robotic writers who pound out the news as fast as they can, without eloquence or thought, or hacks whose goals are to manipulate their audience, subtly or not, into agreeing with whatever they or their paper believes. I feel like journalists are hated, or at least regarded suspiciously. I don't trust journalists anymore because i don't think they care at all about the people or subjects they're dealing with. They just want to do their job, get their paycheck, and go home, like most people.
I am far too passionate a person do be so apathetic towards writing, storytelling, and people. So fuck that. I'll write for publications as long as no one tells me i have to be a fucking journalist. I'll do what they're suppose to do, but i'll do it better, without the training to become soulless.
So then today i enrolled in classes. It's nice to not have to make room for the six hours of journalism i was suppose to take next semester. Instead, i'm taking an assortment of classes that i hope have at least some prospect for being interesting, although i'm not terribly excited about any of them:
At 10 on mondays, wednesdays, and fridays, i've got the last of my italian language courses. I just want to get it done so i can go to Italy this summer - although, i'm feeling very uncertain and apprehensive about Italy. And not just with going there, with having to find someone to write a recommendation for me to study abroad. I hate having to ask for recommendations, especially since i don't have a relationship with any of my Italian professors. Ughh.
After that, on mondays and wednesdays, i have Anthropology 389: The Anthropology of Gender. The course fulfills my Non-Western civ requirement, and sounded pretty interesting. However, so did Sociology of Families, and i'm deeply suspicious of how "interesting" classes sound on paper.
Finally, to round out mondays and wednesdays, i have Intro to Modern Art, late enough in the day that i'll probably go back to the apartment for lunch. I'm really excited about this class, since i'm interested in art and almost considered Art History as a double major (oh, i guess i didn't tell you: a large part of my fall break last weekend was spent researching a major to replace journalism. after much deliberation, i think i'm going to go after a B.A. in Psychology now. yay!). I love modern art, so if they disappoint me, i will be thoroughly pissed.
Then, on tuesdays i'm taking yet another class with my essay professor. On tuesday he mentioned in class that he's thinking about retiring after next year, and so i wanted to take this opportunity to take another class with him, especially one that may only be offered once, ever. It's a class on reading essays, both "classics" and more current works. Since no other professor really works with essays, i've got to get all i can while i can.
Finally, i'm taking basic intro to biology, which i'm sure will be the biggest lecture i'll take at KU. My parents, my dad especially, were pushing honors biology, but from what i've heard, regulars is definitely my best bet. While i'm not bad at science, i know that i honestly won't put that much effort into it, and so i'm better off not torturing myself with honors science when i'll actually enjoy taking other honors courses.
I was somewhat disappointed that i didn't end up taking intro to psych next semester, but i'm sure i'll manage to find the time to finish the degree in two years.
But anyway, i've been keeping busy, i guess. My room's really starting to come together nicely, after two months. I've started cooking a lot more, too, and trying new recipes. Once my roommates stop sucking and start cleaning the dishes they use, or not storing food in them so that other people can't use them to cook, i'm gonna make enchilladas.
Anyway, sorry this is such a lame update, but there's really not that much juicy stuff going on right now. I guess that's okay. It's better than going completely apeshit all the time. I'll try to keep this up a little bit better.
The last few weeks have been pretty uneventful it seems. I've just sort of glided through life without many complications. School's been stressful, but not terribly exciting. I turned in my first essay for my Shakespeare class, and i'm worried that i've lost all skill at writing literary analysis. I might be getting it back next week, so, we'll see what happens with the fate of my english degree.
Wednesday i officially quit the journalism school. I talked to my advisor, who put up no argument against it. I think she really didn't care if i stayed or left. Her loss? I can only hope. So now my folder dawns a yellow sticky note with "inactive" written on it. They might as well just shred it all now - i'm not coming back. I've decided that, although i enjoy almost everything about journalism - talking to people, telling stories, figuring things out, writing - i hate doing it under the constraints or guise of being a journalist. Being a journalist has become a very negative thing for me. I feel like the art of journalism has died, to be replaced with robotic writers who pound out the news as fast as they can, without eloquence or thought, or hacks whose goals are to manipulate their audience, subtly or not, into agreeing with whatever they or their paper believes. I feel like journalists are hated, or at least regarded suspiciously. I don't trust journalists anymore because i don't think they care at all about the people or subjects they're dealing with. They just want to do their job, get their paycheck, and go home, like most people.
I am far too passionate a person do be so apathetic towards writing, storytelling, and people. So fuck that. I'll write for publications as long as no one tells me i have to be a fucking journalist. I'll do what they're suppose to do, but i'll do it better, without the training to become soulless.
So then today i enrolled in classes. It's nice to not have to make room for the six hours of journalism i was suppose to take next semester. Instead, i'm taking an assortment of classes that i hope have at least some prospect for being interesting, although i'm not terribly excited about any of them:
At 10 on mondays, wednesdays, and fridays, i've got the last of my italian language courses. I just want to get it done so i can go to Italy this summer - although, i'm feeling very uncertain and apprehensive about Italy. And not just with going there, with having to find someone to write a recommendation for me to study abroad. I hate having to ask for recommendations, especially since i don't have a relationship with any of my Italian professors. Ughh.
After that, on mondays and wednesdays, i have Anthropology 389: The Anthropology of Gender. The course fulfills my Non-Western civ requirement, and sounded pretty interesting. However, so did Sociology of Families, and i'm deeply suspicious of how "interesting" classes sound on paper.
Finally, to round out mondays and wednesdays, i have Intro to Modern Art, late enough in the day that i'll probably go back to the apartment for lunch. I'm really excited about this class, since i'm interested in art and almost considered Art History as a double major (oh, i guess i didn't tell you: a large part of my fall break last weekend was spent researching a major to replace journalism. after much deliberation, i think i'm going to go after a B.A. in Psychology now. yay!). I love modern art, so if they disappoint me, i will be thoroughly pissed.
Then, on tuesdays i'm taking yet another class with my essay professor. On tuesday he mentioned in class that he's thinking about retiring after next year, and so i wanted to take this opportunity to take another class with him, especially one that may only be offered once, ever. It's a class on reading essays, both "classics" and more current works. Since no other professor really works with essays, i've got to get all i can while i can.
Finally, i'm taking basic intro to biology, which i'm sure will be the biggest lecture i'll take at KU. My parents, my dad especially, were pushing honors biology, but from what i've heard, regulars is definitely my best bet. While i'm not bad at science, i know that i honestly won't put that much effort into it, and so i'm better off not torturing myself with honors science when i'll actually enjoy taking other honors courses.
I was somewhat disappointed that i didn't end up taking intro to psych next semester, but i'm sure i'll manage to find the time to finish the degree in two years.
But anyway, i've been keeping busy, i guess. My room's really starting to come together nicely, after two months. I've started cooking a lot more, too, and trying new recipes. Once my roommates stop sucking and start cleaning the dishes they use, or not storing food in them so that other people can't use them to cook, i'm gonna make enchilladas.
Anyway, sorry this is such a lame update, but there's really not that much juicy stuff going on right now. I guess that's okay. It's better than going completely apeshit all the time. I'll try to keep this up a little bit better.