I talk. I listen.

Have I mentioned yet that this year is infinitely less crap than last year? The crap is so much lesser, I might even venture to turn that pessimistic statement around and say that this year rocks ever so much more than last year. But that would imply that first year had anything at all that rocked about it, which it didn't.

Anywho. My least favourite thing about this year - other than the midterms, the deadlines, the essays and so on - is all the interviewing I have to do. I have to interview people all the time for assignments, but it's not the speaking to people I don't know, the asking awkward questions, or even the points in the interview when I forget what exactly I'm trying to say that are the worst aspects of being a journalism student - it's playing back the recordings of my interviews that I hate.

I can't stand hearing my own voice. I hear myself speaking to people and I think why does anyone like me? I sound like the biggest dumb ass to ever grace the planet.