Brandon From California

Is this really what I want to do? Am I doing it for myself? Perhaps I’m doing this just because I just cant commit to what I really want to do, or at least what I think I want to do. Because to quit would leave me very few options. However, those options would allow me to pursue something I’ve always wanted to do. Something which I love, something at which I could do truly well at. 

Perhaps all I’m doing is wasting time, with all this pandering and switching back and forth. I’m not getting any younger, and time isn’t slowing down. 

Maybe what I should do, is what I want to do, not what others want for me. However after living a life where I attempt to please, impress and do what I’m told, it’s not so easy. 

All I know is that I miss it. I was extremely good (It’s not bragging if its true!) and I stopped for reasons which I still cant understand or even justify. 

Maybe it’s time to start doing what I’ve always wanted to. It’s not easy, and it’s a scary path. But It will be worth it. In the end, I will have happiness. 

They have that, Christian youth group sense of humor to them.

We’re horribly depressing people who hate the world. Yet at times, I enjoy it. 

Williamette is the shit! Awesome tunes

Is it a requirement to tell the world what you’re doing and where you are and who you’re with? 

Why do so many people broadcast to the world all the shit they do. It’s even worse when a bunch of people like it. Adding credibility and value to whole, “Here’s everything I’m doing,” mentality.

“Let’s do this!” -at some gym I come to once a month, while I wear my 100 dollar work-out clothes.

“Vegas Bound!!!” With some shitheads who have nothing to add to the world

“What a great night!” with some alcoholics who are sitting around a bar judging others and somehow feeling that they’re better than everyone else, regardless of the fact that they are drinking away what little they have to offer

“Red bulls all night while I write this 922 page essay.” From some fucking looser who waits to the last minute and then complains about the workload and long night

I am so sick of people and their unintelligent comments and lack of information about things that actually matter. You have no idea about whats going on the world but you can make chug a beer like no other. Congratulations. 

People are so predictable. You could write a book about them after watching their Facebook feed for a week. 

Red Bull this! Coffee That! Late nights and long essays.

Shut your fucking faces!!!!! 

If you need Red Bull to stay up at night, you’re a pussy! 

You lead what could be one of the most pathetic existences known to man.

You feed off the attention of being an obnoxious obtuse rude human being. Your only accomplishment in life to be called an asshole. You drag throughout life like a zombie, just going through the motions. 

You live at the bars and on Facebook. Your constant status updates and geo-tagging provide us with an insight in to what most people consider to be a useless existence. 

What kind of a life is that? Updating your status on facebook, being tagged in photos that would bring shame to most people. You contribute absolutely nothing to the world around you. You suck money from your parents and give nothing in return. 

What kind of a fucking life are you leading? 

You all bore me.

You’re all so damn predictable. You’ve become what you try to to separate yourselves from. A crowd full of cliches and stereotypes. 

Something horrific has happened to my humanity.

I’m such a hate filled person.

When and why did this happen? 

I’m starting to get pretty fed up with some of the people in my journalism class. Some of them act like we’re in high school. It’s definitely not a way to get news to the students. 

A lot of the people in the class are good journalists who dedicate a lot of time and give plenty of effort to getting stories out. However a lot of students, for whatever reason, feel the need exclude certain writers of the paper from certain information. We’re all on equal ground as writers, and editors for some reason, feel that they are far above us. They consistently ignore emails or feel the need to forgo replying to them. 

Even when sending emails with ideas for stories, there is never a reply. How are we supposed to function as a new organization if we cant even communicate the most basic ideas. Forget trying to get a question answered or even trying to voice a concern, because there’s a good chance no one will want to hear about it. 

It’s starting to feel as if students take us more seriously than some staff members. Speaking of taking things seriously, our teacher and adviser is way to critical. He doesn’t seem to remember that a lot of us are new to this whole thing. Not only that, he seems to easily forget that we are students. We all have other classes to juggle a long with our unpredictable journalism class. There’s also a good number of us that have jobs. 

It’s so annoying to try to work with a newspaper staff of people who dont really want to talk to one another. Perhaps even just as annoying is the fact that we have an instructor who forgets that we all have other obligations. What makes everything so shitty, is the fact that this class is something I need for my major, which is journalism. I cant afford to fail a journalism class, but when working with a staff who barely communicate with each other, and a teacher who is way to critical of new writers, there’s a very good chance that I might not make it through the class. Couple that with the fact that my school is 37 miles away and takes nearly an hour to get to, life is very tough.