The Grand Finale

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As a blog writer and opinion spreader, I like to write about the things I like. Everyone who takes this class seriously has found the types of things they like to do to get a grade in this class. Other people decide that they can come in this class and goof off. These people who goof off usually get the class in trouble and have to waste time getting passive-aggressive group meetings to pull their heads out of where the sun doesn’t shine. 

These people who come into this class usually drop the class as soon as they possibly can because they bit off more than they could ever chew. The ones who can deal with this class have lots of fun. All it takes to pass the newspaper class is, do the WORK. Stick it out for a semester and see if you can deal with the hectic rush of things that need to be done, if not, then kindly get the h311 out.

There are several things that a person can do in a newspaper class– videographer,  blogger,  newswriter,  photographer,  photoshopper–legit anything. It is easy to stay on the Barneys’ good sides. Every day in this class is so much fun. 

There are a few people who write opinions and blog articles. The number of bloggers has fallen down to dangerous levels and we need more people. When I graduate, I fear that my blog slot will fade away into dust. I trust no one to take over my legacy. The Barneys will never let the memory of the greatest blogger to ever walk into newspaper fade away. Let me have my one moment of having an inflated ego, I deserve it.  

I do not trust the students of newspaper class, or any student for that matter,  to continue my legacy. It takes a certain, socially awkward chick to write stuff that no one reads to create glorious blogs and opinion pieces.