- liam: hey
- chris: hey
- liam: how's your multi-million dollar franchise doing
- chris: oh it's great how about yours
- liam: it's good hey wanna go swim in our pool of money
- chris: sure
As much as I bitch and complain about the workload I have for my major…at the end of the day I can’t imagine doing anything else. I get a thrill from journalism. Sure it can be boring sometimes on a slow news day, and not everything I cover makes me happy, but I’d rather be doing something active. I learn something new everyday, and I get to interact with the world.
I probably wouldn’t mind the workload so much, if I didn’t have a million other things to do. I can handle 40 hrs a week of journalism. I can’t handle 60+ hours of school, internship, homework, and personal shit. I hope I can land a job in my field, so I can get the satisfaction of knowing that my hard work was worth it.
It’s Spring Break and I should be relaxing and having fun. But no. Backpack Journalism has consumed my life. On top of that I freaking can’t find my student id card. It has vanished, like magic. I have an interview to record on Friday. Going to campus tomorrow afternoon and hopefully will be able to beg and plead to check out some equipment. This class is going to be the end of me. I swear.