Broadcast Journalism Choke

I may not be an extraordinary student nor the sharpest tool in the shed, but one thing I can say is that I have always done my best in school.

That was until I entered Broadcast Journalism this semester.

It is not that I have slacked off or done poor this semester. It is that I am not equipped with the proper fundamentals needed to succeed in this class.

I have never failed at anything. I have made it to my senior year in college and can't say I have a lot to complain about.

My first edit is due Thursday for my Broadcast class and I feel like I am drowning in anxiety. Emotionally, I have a weight tied to my feet, that is dragging me down to the bottom of an endless ocean.

That may seem to be a dramatized metaphor for how I feel currently but there is no other way to describe it.

I have not had time to do anything besides breathe this project. It consumes me. Even now while I write my assigned blog I feel as though it is a waste of precious time needed to finish my project.

I wasted hours today, twelve hours to be exact, learning a editing software that I have still not figured out.

I have to work all tomorrow then have two quizzes which I need to do great on in order to get a better grade in this journalism class.

It never ends. Between my two jobs, this weekend I worked twenty five hours. I crave for this semester to be over. I want to tell my parents that all of my effort in college has paid off.

I cannot take my eyes off the prize, I have come too far yet I feel like I am back at the finish line.