Thursday, April 8, 2010

Anger and Frustration

This is a vent session. 

Whenever I get angry, I find it best to sit back and write vigorously about everything that frustrates me. It is a personal therapy, and gives me a moment to relax. This is one of those times.

I am sick of people harassing me about useless bullshit. I said it, bullshit. At this current moment in my life, and in the lives of all the seniors here at my school, the main priority is to pass classes and to get a job. So why, instead, am I spending my nights arguing with my peers over opinion articles and ad pricing? It's ridiculous. I want to be able to go through a week, where I can complete all my work, put out a paper without worrying that someone is going to get all frustrated over an article that isn't that bad, and then end up looking like the bad guy. I'm sick of being hated for doing my job. I feel as though I'm constantly fighting to defend myself and my friends, and the decisions I make in my VOLUNTARY positions here on campus.

And that's what kills me. This is all voluntary. I have a strong personality, and am one who is not willing to back down without a fight. But why am I stressing myself over such foolish and irrelevant things? When I graduate in a month, and look back on my years at RWU, the last thing I want to remember is that people were angry at me for doing my job. and doing it well.

This is my statement: I am a reporter. I am the editor in chief. My only dedication lies with my newspaper. I want to be known as one of the best editors in the history of my school, and to report on what I feel is important. I want to print the opinions that matter, and I don't care who they anger. In the real world, what I'm doing is so minor, and no one is going to care about what I did on a daily basis at RWU. I'm proud of myself, and if I angered people, so what. 

But the stress kills me. Maybe I'm cut out for this. Maybe Archaeology is my future. Everyone I work with for that is already dead. And their lives are so much more important. 

My point: What you do in college is only a small part in your life story. No one will care about how popular you were in high school, and no one will care how much you did for your organization in the future. So get over yourself. Shut down your ego, and start caring about something meaningful.

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