my last 8 am discussion of the semester. to tell you the truth, it wasn't all so bad. problem wasn't waking up (i find i can do so even on 3 hrs of sleep), it was just sometimes, i lacked the drive to go. and that disappoints me because i like my gsi, i like him a lot and he woke up all those days to attend his discussion. not that i never attended, seriously, i'm good about going to class. just the reading/studying part gets me.
i was going to sleep for like an hour before my last american studies lecture at 11 (i do like this professor too even though he stutters sometimes and can go on and on about everything) but bronto called and said she forgot her keys so it looks like i'm going to be falling asleep in class. oh, and perhaps i'll just cook my spaghetti now instead of at 12:30 when class ends. yes erika, pasta at 10 in the morning. great idea.
i was reading annie's blog yesterday and it didn't really strike me until now. i mean, she was talking about how she doesn't want to detest her career path and how she doesn't want to sit in an office all day crunching numbers cheating people out of their hard earned money (she goes to wharton by the way) and it just sort of struck me this morning. because i realized as much as i love communications, i don't want to be one of those people either. i think i told annie before that i knew she wasn't like most business majors because i knew she had a heart and she genuinely cared, rather than most wall streeters who appear so nonchalant about everything except their ferraris and bachlor pads in the upper west side. and taking this communications class just made me love why i'm a comm major but also made me resent myself for it. because i was exposed to all this media pressure and everything that is out there in the media these days and some of it truly gets to me. i hate the way media portrays body image, i hate the way tv news is presented, i hate how millions of dollars can be wasted on a movie so inane that even bush can be disgusted by it. and i fear so much that this is what i'm going to end up doing. i'm going to be one of them. just another tool working to sell audiences, working to get the highest ratings, working to turn more and more people into puppets controlled by the mass media. okay, so i'm exaggerating a bit there. but when it comes down to it, i still want to be in the media industry. and god, how much i want to change it.
anyway, there's my 15 seconds for the day. bronto's here, time to play. haha.
i was going to sleep for like an hour before my last american studies lecture at 11 (i do like this professor too even though he stutters sometimes and can go on and on about everything) but bronto called and said she forgot her keys so it looks like i'm going to be falling asleep in class. oh, and perhaps i'll just cook my spaghetti now instead of at 12:30 when class ends. yes erika, pasta at 10 in the morning. great idea.
i was reading annie's blog yesterday and it didn't really strike me until now. i mean, she was talking about how she doesn't want to detest her career path and how she doesn't want to sit in an office all day crunching numbers cheating people out of their hard earned money (she goes to wharton by the way) and it just sort of struck me this morning. because i realized as much as i love communications, i don't want to be one of those people either. i think i told annie before that i knew she wasn't like most business majors because i knew she had a heart and she genuinely cared, rather than most wall streeters who appear so nonchalant about everything except their ferraris and bachlor pads in the upper west side. and taking this communications class just made me love why i'm a comm major but also made me resent myself for it. because i was exposed to all this media pressure and everything that is out there in the media these days and some of it truly gets to me. i hate the way media portrays body image, i hate the way tv news is presented, i hate how millions of dollars can be wasted on a movie so inane that even bush can be disgusted by it. and i fear so much that this is what i'm going to end up doing. i'm going to be one of them. just another tool working to sell audiences, working to get the highest ratings, working to turn more and more people into puppets controlled by the mass media. okay, so i'm exaggerating a bit there. but when it comes down to it, i still want to be in the media industry. and god, how much i want to change it.
anyway, there's my 15 seconds for the day. bronto's here, time to play. haha.
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