The Misconception

After having declared to everyone around me that I was going to be an English major, the first question I seem to get most often is "So you want to be a teacher?" Answer: NO. The majority doesn't realize that there are so many things that happen all around us that require written text. And that text has to be written, rewritten, and edited. These words aren't just going to intelligently orient themselves. 

I've expressed for over three years now that my goal in life is to become a book editor, something most people glare at me for. I don't understand why English majors, more than almost any other majors besides art or music, are so stereotyped. Not every English major wants to be a teacher or to write the next Great American Novel. Some just want all the great things that come with the English major; they want the ability to think and analysis written text, write with correct grammar and punctuation, and most importantly develop a brain that can create and interpret information instead of just memorize and regurgitate it. 

Currently Listening to:

Sia--Chandelier

OSU Countdown: 58 days

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Textbooks are EXPENSIVE

So I know most people are told before they start college that textbooks cost a lot, but I don't think I knew just what I was getting into. At least I was given the tip that I shouldn't buy textbooks from the bookstore directly, because those prices are just ridiculous. Through Ebay and Amazon, I've managed to get some books used, and a new book that was around $45 less than if I would have gotten it from the bookstore. I would have bought that one used too, but there was some stupid web-access code thing that was attached to it that isn't included in the used version. Lame right?

Currently Listening to: Focus Music: Let go of Mental Anxiety

I just don't understand why college has to be so expensive in America. I know that a lot goes into the whole college experience, but other countries seem to be able to provide higher education to their students just fine. I highly doubt they are paying the writers of the textbooks so much that they need to charge over $200 for them to be able to get by. Or maybe I'm wrong. Honestly I have no idea, but all this money spending is causing me way too much stress to be healthy.

So here's my question: Who wants to just give me some money so I can stop stressing?

I'm kidding. (But only kind of.)

And the Countdown Begins

I felt like since going away to college was such a big deal, I could use a little outlet for all of the different things I have to deal with; I wanted a place to vent and rant and rave basically. Now comes the first post in what I anticipate to be an interesting four year sage of epic proportions. Or who knows, maybe before I know it I'll end up so caught up in studying that I forget I ever started this blog. Even if that happens, I still have 69 days until move-in, which means 69 days to get excited, nervous, and then excited again.

Currently listening to: My Kind of Love by Emeli Sande

I've started the almost never ending search for dorm items. That's one thing they never tell you when you sign up for college; there are a million things you "need" (I put need in quotations just because you actually don't need much, but there are so many optional things that people insist are needed that it starts to seem like you need them). I did make one big splurge so far, but I don't really regret it. I know that they Keurig I bought will help me through many over night study parties. I used parties because it gives the whole lack of sleep thing kind of a positive spin.

Anyway, besides the coffee maker that I'm so excited is coming in the mail, I've gotten bedding, a hamper for laundry, and a few things for my desk. I tried to stick somewhat with a color theme, but you would be how surprised at how hard it is to just not start grabbing random items from a rainbow selection of colors. I don't, however, want my dorm to look like unicorn barf. It's highly doubtful that my roommate would appreciate that either.

Countdown timer: 69 days till move-in