bittersweet.

Last school newspaper of the year comes out today. It's been a crazy experience. It was definitely one of the most excruciatingly difficult, stressful, eye-opening experiences of my life. It was truly the one activity that literally pushed me out of my comfort zone and off the cliff. I had so many problems with it this year but I ended up surviving, not to mention, gaining quite a fandom on campus, especially amongst the faculty. That was nice. 

I am proud to say that I am a fellow obnoxious English major nerd with a smart mouth who loves to offend people on print, as the rest of my fellow staff members are. I'm sad that I didn't get as close to them as I wished I did, but at least I won't ever forget the experience I had. I guess it's because I'm so painfully shy when meeting a new group of people, but that's not to say that it won't happen again if I ever join another publication, right? It was truly one of the most important memories of my life, and hopefully this won't be the last publication I write for. It was good practice because it led me to understand how the world of broadcast media functions in society. It taught me something about drafts, deadlines, production, press, and furthermore, learning to perfect yourself and never settling for anything less than your best.

Writing for classes is different than writing for a student media publication. It isn't just your one professor who will read your work, it's the whole damn university who will read what you have to say. I guess this is why I am so drawn to writing for publications as a career...it gives me some sort of acknowledgement because for the first time people I don't know will actually care about what I have to say. My words are read by everyone and if the public likes it, they like it and if not, well, that's okay too. 

Seeing my name in print for the first time was also a great feeling, and hopefully in the future, these great feelings won't ever stop. 

Thank you, Fish Rap Live, for this incredible journey.