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I entered journalism expecting writers I could learn from. Moreover, I wanted to gain experience as a photographer. I knew that there wouldn’t be any better option that gave as much as wingspan as journalism did.

However, I didn’t get great writers or better photographers. I was disappointed that there wasn’t solid creative writers in the class, but I adapted and started to learn from my own mistakes. I’m not a great writer myself, so I thought I could learn from these individuals, so I hope  this semester I can see some tornadoes.

I didn’t get the solid photography expertise I had hoped for. It then seemed that I gained more through trial and error than guidance. I never tried sports photographer, but I did my research and I learned more than I ever would have. I think being a photographer and forced to produce high-quality pictures was more compelling factor than anything else.

On top of that, I had a subconscious pressure to match last year’s revenue. I’ve always had a theory that being an advertising manager as a noble position because one can feel proud that they’re the backbone to the concentrated sucrose of writing.

I hope this remaining semester that everyone has gained something–as much the class seems easy.

It’s been said that college education is the key to the door of success, but the journey comes at a price. Students are so caught up in schoolwork that they fail to see that college is an investment.

According to the College Board, attending UC Berkeley costs around $27,000 in 2009, which becomes $108,000 for four years. That means a student is investing $108,000 so that they will one day profit through a job.

Now, students graduate in five to six years because of lack of class vacancy and availability. The New York Times says UCLA has eliminated 165 courses, a full 10 percent reduction due to a $131 million budget shortfall. Although these financial issues have become a heavy weight, the more important issue is what college has become.

A philosophy major snickers as a plumber fixes his toilet only to be shocked by the outrageous bill. I’m not saying that all philosophy majors are jerks, but what makes the philosophy major feel superior over a plumber? His college degree.

A common misconception is that a job attained without a four-year college degree has little value. It’s been engrained into people’s minds that anything laborious is inefficient because working the brain is better than working the hands. It’s not like people sitting in their cubicles are much healthier.

In this age, high school students blindly jump into college. They believe that after acceptance, life can’t get any harder. College is the reward for those 17 years of work.

Everyone says “I can’t wait until I get into college!” but who will ever say “I can’t wait until after college!” College is just another brick wall. As professor Randy Pausch once said, “The brick walls in life are not there to stop you, they are there to show you how badly you want something.” Nowadays, people have been trying to smash these brick walls. It’s all because we all want to become “the one,” so we take various fields of AP classes to beef up our trimmed and glossed transcript. We all have family and friends who score high on standardized tests and excel in rigorous classes, which makes us wonder, “If they can do it, why can’t I?” However, students don’t realize that following a paved path doesn’t guarantee success—one has to find their individual talent.

“C’est la vie” means “this is life”. Drive your ambitions because life is short. Don’t force yourself into a hole where you can never crawl out. Trust me, because as of now, I’m a hypocrite.

Pack the House: Huskies lose to Newark, 50-54

Mikhael McKinney scores a free throw against Newark, Jan. 14. Huskies lost 50-54.

Senior Jack Veronin plays against Newark, Jan. 14. Although huskies held the lead for the first three quarters, they lost 50-54.

This is a great infographic because it displays an idle position and a active position in a smooth manner. This would be great to recreate for The Hatchet because,well, it’s self-explanatory isn’t it?

But, we could replace ‘gun’ with ‘cellphone’ but I think that would rub the students the wrong way.

This is from Megan Jaegerman who used to work at New York Times.

http://www.edwardtufte.com/bboard/q-and-a-fetch-msg?msg_id=0002w4&topic_id=1&topic=

Christmas songs hum through the speakers before Thanksgiving, foreshadowing the winter holidays that fall into place. Malls brim with scurrying shoppers as they sift through the countless stores filled with Christmas paraphernalia.

Modern society has mutated the definition of Christmas to the point where the price of a gift represents the measure of the quality of friendship.

Nowadays, when we think of Christmas, the images of beautifully-wrapped presents dance through our heads. We think about what our friends and families will give us—wait, scratch that, we already told them what to buy for us. Furthermore, we have days like Black Friday designated for “early Christmas shopping.” Some companies require their employees to work extra hours because there just aren’t enough people trampled every year.

We are vicious creatures when it comes to snatching a 42-inch plasma high-definition television and maybe even several laptops for your father. Materialism has never blossomed so excessively.
What ever happened to running to your perfectly-wrapped presents and letting imagination drift through your mind as the excitement accumulates on Christmas morning? What ever happened to putting thought into a gift and creating something that represents the appreciation of friendship and love?

Imagine getting a present that wasn’t so great, like a pair of socks or that hideous wool sweater your grandma knitted for you, but the memory has always been there. Maybe those presents have practical uses.
Don’t remember the present as a “bad gift.” Instead, remember it for the solid and concrete memories that it helped to create. It is better than the expensive sweater in the crowded wardrobe.

This is one of the few times one can sincerely thank loved ones. Make it count. Don’t let the Grinch steal your Christmas.