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Yesterday I checked my mail to find that the article I submitted for the student run blueprint club (architect club of sorts) had been desicrated by our editor. Our student editor. She had not only rewritten it, added different facts, SHE EVEN CHANGED THE TITLE!!!
I don't think so.
Fine, tell me to cut it down and not put so much of the interview's personal info but don't fucking change the whole main idea of the article.
I stopped reding after two paragraphs so I didn't explode.
On a slightly related note, I'm trying to learn how to stop being so nice. I don't want to be mean, but I want to let people stop walking all over me and also stop letting people get away with everything and just think that I'm mild mannered or easy going. Because I'm really not. I get pissed off and irratated just like everybody else. And I'm trying to stop stuffing it down in the best ways possible.
The hard part for me, is talking about my feelings. Out loud...where others can hear them. Specifically the people who'm I'd like to talk to my feelings about.
The End.
I don't think so.
Fine, tell me to cut it down and not put so much of the interview's personal info but don't fucking change the whole main idea of the article.
I stopped reding after two paragraphs so I didn't explode.
On a slightly related note, I'm trying to learn how to stop being so nice. I don't want to be mean, but I want to let people stop walking all over me and also stop letting people get away with everything and just think that I'm mild mannered or easy going. Because I'm really not. I get pissed off and irratated just like everybody else. And I'm trying to stop stuffing it down in the best ways possible.
The hard part for me, is talking about my feelings. Out loud...where others can hear them. Specifically the people who'm I'd like to talk to my feelings about.
The End.