I guess I only really post here when I need to rant, so I apologise to the 3 people that may actually read this, I am happy on occasion. I promise.
Sometimes its just time to vent all of my frustration and doing it here saves me from taking a sharpie pen, breaking off the fun coloured bit and ramming the jagged end into some unsuspecting person's eye. Uni work is stressing me out, I think we're on a break from the fun stuff and from the stuff that actually related to the course. Have they considered that if on enrolment day I'd wanted to take a masters in marketing I would have filled in those forms and not the film ones. I couldn't give a hooping funt about PEST and SWOT analysis or about micro and macro - environments and to be perfectly honest with the way it's pissing me off, I also couldn't care if I never pick a camera up ever again. The thing is, it's not just the fact I resent having to write epic marketing plans for imaginary projects, it's the fact that they expect us to complete the project and give a presentation by next week and we've only have 3 classes on the subject. It's not like we've all got business degrees, film tends to attract people with arty farty backgrounds.
Now I know there are more important things going on in the world and it's hardly a life or death situation but I was sitting at the computer getting angry about it, I needed an outlet and as
jeze_belle 's told me that I'm not allowed to punch any more walls, this was my only option.
I wish I had money for Jack Daniels.
Or an in built gift for writing marketing plans.