Complain, Complain, Complain

Grrrr, You. Apparently last year’s students felt the course was not challenging enough. So this year all the instructors have gone into Kill-The-Emerging-Filmmakers-With-Two-Tons-Of-Assignments-Overdrive. Tomorrow we are filming snails in elaborate sets we are designing on a dime. Friday we have a massive research paper due. A week from now we are pitching our thesis films in front of a critical audience. Ideas anyone? We have a feature article due in there somewhere, I can’t even keep track of which day.
All my friends and family back home are like, hey, have you been skiing? Toured wine country? No. Word to the wise, if you plan to come on this course from overseas in order to travel around the country, book a separate trip. Time is the most precious commodity you have, and it evaporates faster than a tear can dry. Please note, I am the only one complaining. That is because my distinguished colleagues are cut from superior cloth. They are a pack of over-achievers who laugh in the face of adversity. I endeavor to steal a page from their book and get on with it. But I really just had to vent. That’s it, that’s all.