Goodbye...for now...

This semester has been an adventure for me since day one. I can’t believe we are done with reporting, it was just yesterday our professor had us pick our neighborhood beat. At first I wanted to get the Mission because I speak Spanish fluently and my mother has lived in the neighborhood when she emigrated from Nicaragua. Although the Castro was also on my list I never expected our professor to pick it for me and to be honest I’m glad she did. As some of you already know I grew up in a very tight-knit Catholic family, which made the Castro appear more like a foreign country to me. After spending every week in the Castro I honestly wouldn’t mind living there (if I had the money), almost everyone had been extremely friendly, the restaurants were amazing, and I loved the old Victorian houses.

Since this is my final post for the class website I would like to get a couple things off my chest. First off, before transferring to SF State I had no idea what I wanted to major in. I took one journalism class from Contra Costa College and I was hooked. As strange as that sounds it was actually that simple, but I didn’t truly understand journalism until taking the reporting class. Lastly, I was so intimidated by my classmates because it seemed as though they were ahead of the game in terms of writing and reporting I almost lost sight of why I was there in the first place, to improve my skills. After the last couple articles I felt more comfortable with my writing and reporting ability.

I was told by someone that after you finish reporting class, the rest becomes easier. No offense to that person, but I think that’s a little white lie someone from the journalism department made up to ease other journalism students’ anxiety. There are going to be other classes that will probably drive us to tears, but in the end that “swift kick in the ass” will bring us success in the long run (at least that’s what my news writing professor told me).

Alright, enough of that long heart felt speech. I say we throw out our books and papers, go to a bar and drink to our hearts content. I’m not talking about beer either, I’m talking whiskey, rum, or tequila because god knows we deserve it after all the hard work we put in this semester (I know I do).

I’ll see you guys next semester, have a fun summer.