So.

I’m here to blog about my issues, like any other blogger sits uninformed in his or her mother’s basement and has no life. It positively stupifies me how annoying and obnoxious college freshmen are. They all graduated high school with big dreams, ready to take the whole frickin’ world by storm, and they’re all super excited to be here. Every blasted one of them. They’re loud and social and overly extroverted because they want to make friends (and fast), and the only way to do that is by getting everyone in a 5 mile radius to notice them. They’re always introducing themselves and making a big silly scene if they see someone - anyone - they know. It’s such a contrast to Athens’ sleepy summer which, granted, was crawling with little campers, but they travelled in herds and had that domestic glow that comes from living at home for years and having your mum always cut the crust off of your peanut butter sandwiches. Now, it’s as if a virus was injected into the campus and resulted in full-blown mob-mentality anarchy. Like Independence Day, only instead of aliens it’s freshmen low-lifes. Anyway, that’s my first complaint. They’re so loud.

Second, each of my classes this semester are awesome. Possibly even math. I’m taking photojournalism, scenic design, stage makeup, multivariable math, and journalism ethics. Let me start by telling you why each one is so great (if the name alone doesn’t give it away). Photojournalism: It’s hard to get into, it’s a prestigious program, and you get to haul around a big-ass camera chickens like me haven’t seen the likes of. (Well, it’s not all that big - but it’s still new and “flashy” to me.) Scenic design: Dream class. This is what I spent all of high school aspiring toward. I’m all tingly - let me put it that way. Stage Makeup: I mean, it’s fun. It’s a skill I’ve dabbled in but never learned prfessionally. Now I will. Math: It’s basically a review of the class I took this summer (so far), and the professor is gay. Come on. Plus, it’s getting me honors credit. Ethics: My professor has the BIGGEST, CRAZIEST eyebrows ever to exist. No doubt. (That’s the only reason… and it’s enough - believe you me.) Now, let me tell you why this sucks: I want to do VERY well in all of these classes. I’ve been waiting to take these classes for quite a while. So here’s why they’re bad… Photojournalism: THE most work-intensive class I’ll take in college. Oh yeah. And it’s competitive too - only 4 students will progress to the next level of the program - out of, say, 20. Plus, I’ve never used a camera like that before. I’m not a photographer; I don’t pretend to be. I don’t understand the machine enough to have any confidence in having any success manipulating it to create fantastic pictures. This freaks me out. Scenic Design: This is going to require lots of research and a creative eye, and if I don’t wow myself and others in this class, I might be kicking myself for a good long time. Opportunies, friends. Stage Makeup: Firstly, this is going to take a toll on my complexion - for sure. Secondly, the class requires daily sketchbook entries as well as research. I have a new makeup project due nearly every class - that means executing one, in real life. Math: It has regular, graded homework. Enough said. Plus, I heard today that it heats up really quickly. Ethics: Term papers. I also have to read the newspaper daily (meaning the days I have that class). The papers are going to require specific journalistic examples of ethical dilemmas, which isn’t too bad besides it being annoying to try and research - but it’s just that: more research. So that’s that. @___@

Thirdly, honors option forms are due FRIDAY, and I haven’t even talked to a single teacher yet. Dumb. Me. I mean, I was out of black ink until the other night, but then I just didn’t print out the form still… So I’m running out of time. And most teachers hate honors options. They’re more work, more paperwork, more to consider and grade. They’re annoying. I feel their pain - It’s more work for me as well. But, you know, they’re old or something.

Fourth - All these art-related classes are bringing me back to my days at the art school… The days of constantly feeling inferior. I start noticing other peoples’ art, their photography, their makeup and comparing myself with grating scrutiny. To be perfectly honest, the reason I left the art school in the first place was because I got to the point where I just hated hating myself. I needed relief from the stress - the pressure to be perfect. And it was self-imposed pressure. I didn’t make it into a major concentration because of the same reason: I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I didn’t want to kill myself over it. It’s not that the programs put that much pressure on the students or that the competition was that cut-throat, I was just that overbearingly critical of myself. I’ve always been highly critical - It’s pretty obnoxious, to most - but my high standards are undoubtedly always set just one notch higher for yours truly. And I needed to like myself again. The funny thing is, I’m probably the most talented and qualified in the majority of these classes. The other funny thing is that this just makes me all the more pressured to make sure I do better - more proving it to myself than anyone else. That’s all it’s ever been anyway.

Avengers Studies

THIS IS WHAT I’M CALLING MY SPEECH CLASS THIS YEAR.

WE GET TO WATCH THE AVENGERS A BUNCHA TIMES AND RESEARCH THE CHARACTERS AND READ COMICS AND ANALYZE ALL OF IT AND WRITE STUFF ON IT AND THIS IS GONNA BE THE ENTIRE SEMESTER. 

MY SPEECH/MEDIA STUDIES CLASS IS BASICALLY ‘AVENGERS STUDIES’.