Ever have one of those days where you felt like the cookie at the bottom of the barrel. You know the one with the broken ends and the missing chocolate chips. Well today after I received my first grade in Popular Music Reporting, which was a B, I felt just like that cookie, crushed. Some of you will probably think I'm tripping and I probably am, but you need to know my back story.
I am a graduate student at Northwestern University. I was excepted in to the Medill School of Journalism in 2011 and started school the summer of that same year. I was to graduate in June of 2012 with a Master of Science in Journalism, but I did not once life got in the way. After a stressful second quarter, a quarter break and I returned to grad school only to get hospitalized for a hernia two weeks before the quarter ended. Fast forward from June 2012 to April 2013 and I am back in my third quarter of grad school, just wanting to graduate. Im not worried about being in the top of the class, I just want to finish. You are probably thinking "then why are you worried about that B?" Well a B at Medill is the lowest grade you can get. On order to stay in this program, you must maintain a 3.0 (B) average. With a B on my first assignment that means I can't afford for my grades to go down. I must maintain or achieve higher grades on my up coming assignments. All of this has me once again questioning if journalism is my chosen path. As much as I love to write, I have yet to master all the skills the school says I must possess or learn how to tolerate critique. Knowing this shrinks my confidence down to the size of a mustard seed. I know that this is all I need when it comes to faith but I'm not sold on it being the same for confidence.
Anyway I refuse to remain that broke cookie. No one likes broke cookies.
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