INNIES AND OUTTIES: High School Journalism

Innies and Outties: What's in and what's out
Kyy Editorial

OUTTIE:Journalism: the freaking school newspaper.

What the heck did I get myself into?!

I'll tell you my experience with journalism.

I got pressured into taking the class. The teacher asked me to and I had a free class, so I decided that I should give it a try, since I knew a lot of people already in journalism.

The class was not what I expected. There were cliques in the freaking journalism class! And guess which group I belonged to? The outcasts! The people who didn't belong with the other groups and we formed our own little alliance. It was war! Our little clique sent propaganda and we tried to annihilate the freaking class. We just didn't feel like we belonged in the class, so we tried to destroy it.

Our group got no help whatsoever. Our ideas were never chosen. We got topics that we didn't like were assigned to us. And we never got any help with interviewing or writing. We were always stuck and lost.

So I am freaking frustrated right now! Because I am supposed to write about this guy and guess what he doesn't want to be interviewed! And guess what the editor-in-chiefs say to me? "You are still writing this! Contact him again!"

What the freaking heck?!!!!!! And guess what? I even wrote a backup article and guess what they said to me? They asked, "what happened to the other article?! You're supposed to write the other article not this one. This was not the assignment?!"

Seriously? I don't care if it was the assignment or not, it's a better article!!!!!!!

No one even reads the newspaper. I don't even want to read it. Because, why? Because I never get to write about stuff that I want to write about!!! The student body doesn't want to read about these ridiculous boring articles!!!

Gosh I am so mad! I switched out of the class, but I still have two more weeks until the very last issue gets published.

Two assignments for me. I wrote them. They aren't satisfied with it. And they don't even help me out. They just yell at me. The adviser doesn't do anything.

I just don't have any control in this class. UGH! I am so mad! I am just so glad I am venting out my anger here. I am literally pounding on my keyboard right now. I want to punch somebody! I am throwing all the school newspaper in a box and I do not want to see them ever again.

This was seriously not the year to join journalism. Because these freaking people are just in their own groups, caring about their own selves, and not about the team as a whole.

The editor-in-cheifs don't care.

The adviser just sits in his desk and doesn't help either.

I am soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo mad! Gosh, I wish they read this blog entry. They better read it. They better know how they are treating me.

Gosh, I am just so stressed out with every single issue. I am so glad this is my last one. BYE you freaking journalism class!!!!! I switched out, along with 6 other students, which is obviously half the class. They feel the same way towards the journalism class as I do.

You guys should freaking learn how to run the school newspaper!!!!!!!!!!
Stop making people suffer!

I seriously came into the class believing that I would grow as a writer. But what the heck? Journalism made me not want to write anymore. Seriously? You guys made something that I enjoy doing into freaking misery.

I switch out of the class and they are still going to have a leash around my neck. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Now... I will let this go. And forgot I ever was ever a part of the school newspaper.