School

After one more terribly written, absolutely terrifying rejection type comment from my portfolio professor I am completely depressed. I should add that I am alone in my apartment with no one to really talk to about it. I really am beginning to wonder if I will even be able to graduate and it's depressing. But at the same time, my frustration is rising to the point where I'm thinking, "Screw it. I've already been excepted to a creative writing program at another school. If I don't graduate, I'll still have someplace to go."
BTW. I feel that I should add the professor's response to my writing, so that people can understand why I am not only upset but a little pissed off (this professor can NEVER apply revisions to her own writing, apparently).
"While heading in right directin (ie oeral cohernet claim/vision) this seems to be excessive in terms of patchworking: the quoted sections are HUGE and the anbalysis parts (ie of your own work) are general and not particularly focused/connected...ie the same sort of generalising tendency in your writing is showing here about your writing ABOIUT your writing...What is you spent more time discussing specifics AND possibly providing sample revbisions of those passages"

What to do, what to do...

Well, here I am, once again up really late and unsure what to do to pass the time. I have to admit that as I get closer to getting my Master's degree, the further I get from knowing what exactly I want to do with my life. My degree is going to be in Counseling, and while it would be nice to be a counselor, it is not really what I dreamed I would be doing with my life. What would that be, do you ask? I want to write. I want to teach at a college. (English, that is, not Psychology). Now, I cannot really lecture and teach if I do not have at least a Master's in English...sooo now I am left wondering a few things. Do I go BACK to college for another two to three years at 25 so that I can get a Master's and/or Doctorate in English so that I can POSSIBLY be a professor, do I go into a Master's in Fine Arts in writing (that will take a little over a year at the college in St. Charles MO) to possibly become a better writer and maybe teach at a college, or do I suck it up and finally quit going to school. All of these possiblities boggles my mind and makes me feel slightly like a loser.

I really do not want to be stuck in Missouri all of my life, although I am not sure where else I want to be. *wails* I don't mean to sound all depressed and emo, I just am having a lot of whirling thoughts...what to do, what to do.

Hmmm...I'm not sure what to think.

I am sitting here in a room with a whole bunch of drunk people. It started out with just a few friends and then suddenly there were more people and they are really loud. I'm not sure what I think about that. If you know me (which likely most people here do not) I am NOT a drinker, so this is a little bit annoying. They are almost too loud and obnoxious, talking about sex and badly about other people. I can barely think to type this post. Defenately couldn't write. *sigh*

First blog here ever.

Well, I saw this being used by many people, and although I already have a livejournal, I thought I would give this a try. Let's see how this goes.