I also wouldn't have imagined that a school with a good reputation could have such a sub-par program. If you can't write well or convey ideas well at all, you shouldn't be able to get a Master's Degree in Communication. I don't even want mine because if people who start papers with the sentence "In this paper, I will discuss..." can get them, it means nothing. At least it will look good on a resume, as long as nobody is familiar with the program.
At least I only have four more classes and a final exam left. By September 1st, this will all be a distant memory. Then, I'll move on to the next mediocre stage of my life. Although I have had bad luck for a long time now. I should be due for a little happiness. I'm not holding my breath though. And I'm not being pessimistic, I'm just being realistic.
In other news, my bracket sucks. It is the worst bracket I have ever made. And now Clemson is about to lose. Cross another one off my list.
I haven't worked in two weeks. Really I haven't worked for one week and then this week there was no school so I couldn't work. Two weeks ago, I caught a horrible stomach virus at school. It was basically a 24 hour virus but it wore me out for about a week. The first day I couldn't even stand without feeling queasy and I couldn't even keep my eyes open. I just slept for the entire day. I tried to watch the unofficial sequel to The Bad Seed with my mom and I feel asleep during that! I must have been sick.
I saw Horton Hears a Who on Wednesday. It was pretty funny. I saw No Country for Old Men in February. I haven't updated this in a long time. I haven't felt like it. I never have anything interesting to write about, plus I don't have much extra time when I'm working and going to school full-time. I'm so tired that I go to work, come home, do a few hours of homework, and go to bed early.
I guess next year I'll be going to NYC. I still like the idea of working in publishing. But I hate the idea of living in NYC. But I need to be in school to have health insurance and I can't possibly live without health insurance. I can barely afford the copays now. It's just another decision that is already made for me.
Maybe it won't be that bad.
I'm getting tired. And I'm watching an episode of True Life that I've seen at least three times. I think it's time to go to sleep.