Can I Get a Break? A Little Break?

Hello all!

I'm writing this in the computer lab. I haven't been able to update because, oh, guess what! My laptop's network card (there's some fancy name for it) is "damaged". Also, my printer won't respond to my computer or vice versa so basically I paid $1200for a machine to just type.

Lovely.

Because I'm taking 18 hours this semester I feel like I never get a chance to breathe and just be. I'm learning a lot and retaining the information, thank God, but I just feel like I'm always running. Welcome to the world, huh?
Brit Romanticism, while very simple in the reading aspect, is simply a pain in the butt with everything else. My writing is journalistic. I write in a tell-it-to-you-straight sort of way. I want to prove this teacher wrong in that I can and will pass her class with a grade no lower than a B. I'm in earnest prayer for that class!

Covering Diverse Populations is pretty much my favorite class. We talk about the different cultures and what race really is. Of course it's a required class for journalism majors but I'm so glad because it opened my eyes! I had a project due today, hence the title for this blog. I've worked on this video project for about a week straight and it's finally done....

Class is about to start so I'll check in later.


Ciao!




4:40pm

My video project sucked. It was critiqued like crazy. I don't really mind because I have room to grow. It's just that I wish it had been ten times better. I've never had AVP training so I wasn't expecting people to be like "Oh my gosh, that's SO good!" But I did want some more good things said. I was getting beat up enough so a little good criticism would've made me feel a bit better about my video skills, if any. Just a bit down and a little discouraged. One of the girls was really sweet and encouraged me to take it with a grain of salt, that everyone comes from different backgrounds and has had different classes. She said not to worry about it. But, being the person I am, I do worry about it. I worry about my grade, what my teacher thinks of me now as a journalist. I screwed up. Maybe not big time, maybe not enough to be in a huge controversy, but I screwed up.

I feel like I've just been beaten down since I got to Belmont. Not like as a whole but class-wise with romanticism and now this. As soon as I get a little happiness (like acing my Bible quiz this morning), it's like a huge weight of BAD CRAP just comes and whips me around. I guess that's life, right?

I'm going out with my South Dakota people. They always make me feel so much better and make me feel like my problems are miles and miles away. It'll be good. Really good.

I'll check back in probably Friday when I have a chance to get to the computer lab.