Drama at university is exactly how you imagine it to be. There are two types of people in it. The first, the stoner, tortured artists who are only at university "because I'm so pressured by society and its constraints that I caved, but I still stay true to my art at heart mannnnn". The second, are ... how do I say this politely? Eh, the wankiest people you would come across. With their floral shirts, overalls and suspenders. With their fake glasses and decaf, soy, vanilla lattes (with no sugar because they just don't put processed things into their body) and most importantly their low morals and fluid sexuality (because sexuality shouldn't define the person they are). I've met some truly lovely people in the drama subjects I do, but let's face it guys, we're a wanky bunch. The collective name for crows is a murder; a group of drama students should definitely be called a Circle Jerk ... oh golly ... already on wank jokes. Anywho...
Journalism is a whole other kettle of fish, it's pretty much filled entirely of people who are in the same boat as I, no clue what they want to do with themselves. They just want to write, and this was the only degree that was semi legitimate. No one really talks to each other in Journalism though, they all just scatter to the edges of the room and look at their books. If a stranger walked into the room, it would like like we were all having a "time out" or all in different naughty corners. I thought journalism would be the exact opposite; filled with outgoing people and willing to talk to each other. If this is what we're like with our class mates, we're screwed when we have to interview strangers.
The degree itself is alright, I guess. They teach us everything we need to know, and we are forced to write articles and get things published. But...alright, so we spent an entire subject last year in first semester, where we learnt about the media industry and if you're thinking of going into journalism, I can sum this subject up for you; THERE ARE NO JOBS IN JOURNALISM!!!!! Great, now you know everything to pass the course, gold star for you friend.
What I'm trying to say is, I pretty much am doing a Bachelor of Unemployment majoring in Living off the Dole. I do drama, french and journalism, so unless there is a newspaper that's looking for theatre reviews written in French...I pretty much will not have a job. If you do know of someone who's looking for that, holla at me.
So this is it, I'm trying to start writing. I'm starting to get into blogging, and doing jouro...things...at least it's a start...
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