Full Time Student

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Being a student is a full time job.

The requirements to perform this job include:

  • A desire to better yourself, while simultaneously hating yourself.
  • A need for the ability to carry up to 50+ pounds of stress with the added carriage of responsibilities.
  • A sophisticated method to wake up for 8am classes and appointments, and not going to bed until 2am the night before due to an excessive workload.
  • Occasionally perform offsite activities for compensation, otherwise known as a “job”
    • A “job” can include many criteria such a store clerk, a restaurant server, an assistant of some sort, etc.
    • Many jobs require 20+ hours of work a week, and for our position of student, these must be tightly fit into your already full time employment.
  • The ability to schedule small amounts of personal time to eat, sleep, and pray for your GPA.
  • Attend extracurricular activities and join extracurricular groups to build your resume and make yourself more desirable to future employers.
  • Attend social events to make networking connections and learn social skills.
  • A bank account with copious amounts of money is a necessity for employment, or the ability to fill out a loan application will suffice for this requirement.

 

If you believe you would like to apply for this position, please send resume, ACT or SAT score, your first born child, and bank account number to admissions@university.edu. We look forward to application and will get back to you shortly with your first tuition payment and at the amount of your books.

 

Thank you,

University.

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Clog

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A blockage

It can end lives,

Friendships,

And relationships

It tears apart life

And love

The plumbing

Of the heart

Is stopped and the end is here

A future is halted 

By an accumulation

Of debris

Of stress

Of hate

How easy things can be tore apart

By this simple barricade

Never underestimate

A clog

For it can stop all in its tracks

From advancing

I’ll miss you

My friend

My loved one

My family

Wherever you go

I hope it’s enjoyable

Don’t look back

Because the past doesn’t deserve it

You deserve to be happy

But a clog ended it

Why am I awake?

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My fan swirls in the background, sometimes I hate the sound.

I look over at my clock, It’s 2:30am on the clock.

I left out a stressful puff of air, I want to pull out my hair.

My arms begin to shake, Why am I awake?

I have to wake up at 8, but I’ll most likely be late.

I enjoy my dark gloomy room, It hides the feelings of my doom.

My doom of going to rest, cause I know I’ll never be your best.

I want to scratch my eyes out with a rack, but I ask myself,

Why am I awake?

I want to write. 

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You reading this, have you ever had the urge to write? Like write about anything and everything. Whether it’s journalism, stories, or anything else in a literacy format.

I know I do.

I’ve always wanted to be a journalist, but I’ve never been given the opportunity to write and that is mainly why I started this blog. Just to write, everyday, as much as I can, and see how it goes. And I want to write about everything. My life, school, tech, news, fashion, sports, literally anything.

I’ve tried applying at newspapers in my area and my school newspaper but they never seem to let me try the art so I can’t build a portfolio or establish experience. Another reason I started blogging.

I am a major in Computer Information Systems, a far cry from writing and journalism, but I really want to minor in communications or journalism. Just to be able to write like I want. I love my major and the classes I’m taking but I’ve always had an itch to write.

My dream job would be as a tech journalist, someone who writes about and reviews tech. Like that is the life. I listen to tech podcast like a religion and read tech reviews 24/7, and I believe that is what I would be the happiest doing. It is something I’ve really always wanted to do since I watched my first phone review on YouTube when I was like 13.

I want to write and I’m gonna keep going until I can.

Until we meet again,

Allen Childers