The Many Reasons Media is the bane of my existence and as a result destroys me emotionally.
Firstly lets backtrack all the way to Year 11 when I was applying for colleges and the subjects I wanted to do. A naive 15/16 year old Amy thought taking Media as one of my A Levels would be a walk in the park because in all fairness I'm not the most academic person but by no means does that mean I appreciate name calling and having my subjects slated because "Miss I do all the science and maths subjects" thinks what I do aren't "real" subjects but when I ask her definition of a "real" subject she fails to give one. Although not being the most academic of people at GCSE I passed 9 out of 11 exams and 3 of them I achieved a B at which I am quite proud of (I failed Maths because I have Dyscalculia) and I got C's in all my AS's. Anyway onto the topic of Media, at the open days I went to the media department offered me things I hadn't yet experienced as I could see myself really enjoying the subject and getting involved because it involved case studies like Doctor Who which I got told we would be doing in the first year but turns out we're not doing it until Christmas and if I had of known I would have probably left college now. The coursework also seemed really interesting as I was really looking forward to making our own music video but when we actually got to do the coursework it was me who had to do be in the music video because everyone else refused. The song we did was "Walk Of Shame" by P!nk and now I can never listen to that song again as we overplayed it far too many times and every time I think of the song all I can think of is a scene in the music video where I'm stood beside a phone box and a poster of a burger from Burger King is on the window and my friend told me to pretend to take a bite out of it *shudders at the thought of remembering that* as if I wasn't body concious enough doing that made me feel even fatter. The first couple of weeks at sixth form were great and I did initially enjoy media because the teacher seemed really nice but then after October half term I don't know what happened she just turned into some kind of Devil that would hate you forever if you got a question wrong and would judge you for it. Not forgetting the time when she threatened to shred our coursework because she thinks we're all retards. I just don't know how to describe my media teacher she's just very narcissistic and patronising and last week was literally the happiest week of my life as she was off because she's been recovering from the flu so media was cancelled every day. Today however she freaked me out by reading out a piece of my work because she thought it was exemplary (and she never thinks any of my work is to her standard) and she was overly nice to me and called me 'love' it might just be me who thinks that's weird but oh well.
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