Just call me Nostra-Broke-Ass
A journal entry from March 6, 2006:
I’m going to be published three times in tomorrow’s Trib.
I skipped two classes today to make my deadline.
It’s OK. It’s OK because I’ve decided I want to be a journalist.
“AWHAT?” you might say, considering this is my fourth semester at MU as a Journalism major.
Well, at the beginning of the semester my plan was to graduate, join AmeriCrops, write a few bad novels and just run from my loans for the rest of my life.
It may make me a caffeine addict or worse, but this journalist thing is really growing on me.
JK lulz. I had it right the first time!
I’m going to be published three times in tomorrow’s Trib.
I skipped two classes today to make my deadline.
It’s OK. It’s OK because I’ve decided I want to be a journalist.
“AWHAT?” you might say, considering this is my fourth semester at MU as a Journalism major.
Well, at the beginning of the semester my plan was to graduate, join AmeriCrops, write a few bad novels and just run from my loans for the rest of my life.
It may make me a caffeine addict or worse, but this journalist thing is really growing on me.
JK lulz. I had it right the first time!