Y Sunday, August 9, 2009
Feeling Five different kinds of shit
ON FRIDAY:
Richard Ashcroft‘s sharply chiselled face and deep sunken eyes stare straight at me, with sounds of Bittersweet Symphony by the Verve playing in the background. The latest conundrum in my academic life is none other than that of my first visual communication assignment. Indeed journalism students should not have to endure the travail of visual communication, FYI we communicate through WRITTEN LANGUAGE.
Words are to us what clay is to a potter and visual communication is just so irrelevant and redundant (I know at least five other journalism students who agree with me). Let us leave the art of visual language and its bothersome intricacies to the advertising students shall we?
I Know I sound like some whiny little brat, but studies have shown that whining is therapeutic.. studies by Aretha that is ;) Shopping is therapeutic too! Went to the city and managed to purchase a bit of momentary happiness which thankfully has not yet dissipated.
Dear me my brains are really sore from brainstorming for ideas...or maybe from the verve...shall drink more water to hydrate Mr. Brain and perhaps get some shut eye ...
TODAY:
I am staring into the school website trying to figure out how I got to where I am currently ..yes as unlikely as it sounds these moments do happen..
After a gruelling 50 minutes of visual communications lecture this morning, my jour friend and I realised we are actually not supposed to be doing this course because it is part of the 2009 Bachelor of Journalism course but not part of the 2008 one.
Thank goodness I had a hearty breakfast at the Wordsmith cafe because the rest of the morning and afternoon was spent running back and forth between the SBS Faculty and the School of Journalism. Apparently each party from either side does not have a clear idea on what is going on, and to be honest neither do I.
All I know is timetables have gone haywire; lectures have been forgone and forget the soreness of the brain I am having a migraine.
Now I really feel like five kinds of shit.
youknowyouloveme
you know you love me
xoxo
11:22 PM
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