Academic Limbo

As I type this, I am ignoring several tasks of importance to my academic success. I should be studying french, history, or computer. Quite possibly I should be working on a slide show for the showchoir considering they need it tomorrow, and they paid me an eight-hundred dollar scholarship for this semester to be their public relations liaison. I should also be writing a speech for my final exam next week. Unrelated really to this post I might add that I'm writing my persuasive speech to give my listeners reasons why they should be interested in reading the newspaper. Maybe I'll gain back a few readers for our college publication before they decide to cut it off completely due to the fact that there are so many surplus papers that waste away on the stands until we replace them with the newer issues which will only do the same thing. I've ranted on that topic enough. Everybody knows that nobody reads, end of rant.
My real issue is that in today's academic schedule, most students belong to a number of factions, clubs, or scholarship programs. I get scholarships from the newspaper, the showchoir, and the band. The problem with scholarships through these work programs is that they interfere with academic excellence in many ways. For one, they require far too many class absences, resulting in slowed class performance and whatnot. I mean I can barely do well in my US History class when I actually sit through/ignore his boring lectures. How can I be expected to ace the test when I haven't even been exposed to the material because the band or showchoir had to play at some local high school?
Journalism is not as intrusive as the other scholarship programs I've described, but it can get in the way. For instance, I have no time left open on my schedule. I barely have a time slot to get a bite to eat between classes. How can I be expected to make it to the journalism department before they close when I'm booked solid with classes and labs? It's a horrifying position to be in sometimes, it truly is.
I realize I'm a first year freshman, and that, though I whine with gusto, I did survive the year in tact mentally and academically. Hopefully, during my second year of college, I may find things a bit easier to cope with. Maybe I'll come into my sophomore year with a sense of 'been there done that' and pass it off quite easily. In any event, I still do not look forward to shoving through my 19 hours of class plus extra curricula next year. It is definitely going to be a hectic year.

I'm a Geeky Journalist

It’s been a tough weekend. Tough in the fact that I was actually a member of society this weekend. Whether or not I was a ‘productive’ member is still up for debate.
I went to the movies with someone who seemingly has no interest in me as I have in her, but lately that has been the case with every person I’ve had feelings for. Lately, being the last few months. Oh, alone time is fun though. It has its perks. I can write to my heart’s content and not be ignoring the missus. I can play Call of Duty over and over again and have no one calling or texting me, wondering why I’m not hanging out with them. However, I’m a bit tired of not being able to call up a girl, take her out for the night and have a damn good time.
Enough with the whining. Some points of my weekend were actually on the upside. As I said, I went to the movies. We watched the Soloist. The movie really changed my thoughts on being a journalism major. I embrace it wholeheartedly now. I aspire to be a columnist. Which is to say that I aspire to write my meaningless opinion for millions of people to ignore daily as they will certainly pass by the newsstand without ever thinking about buying a paper. Nobody reads the paper anymore. I don’t even read the most of the paper and I write for it.
I’m pleased with the major though. I like writing. I like seeing my name in print on that odd shade of gray/white loose paper. I especially like the few, the proud, the readers who actually pay attention to the papers and respond. Oh to be a columnist, syndicated one day. That would be the dream right there.