The first couple of days of school are so overwhelming. This is when you review the syllabus, which is just a guideline of what is going to happen in the class. It gives you a layout of when things are due. Because you are seeing it all at once, you start to get overwhelmed. You start thinking, “Oh my goodness, I can’t do this. I should run out of here right now”. “What have I gotten myself into?” Or some such thoughts.
And that is exactly what I am going through at this moment.
It isn’t the volume of work that is intimidating me, I’ll get it all done. I am in a panic about the nature of the work. The one that is bothering me the most is a Journalism class. As I confessed on my very first blog in February – I’d like to be a writer, but I am really not. My writing is so woefully imperfect. If you have been reading along, then you know it too. I am writing this blog to entertain – mostly myself.
So yes, I am freaking out. Add to it my feeling for journalism, which isn’t always positive. I don’t need a crystal ball to know how this is going to turn out.
Hey, at least we’ll have some laughs as I make what will undoubtedly be an embarrassing attempt to become a “journalist” a semester.
- another step in the journey (I am sick of this word, “journey”) (thenowandthenotyet.blogspot.com)