To avoid looking like a petulant child, let me clarify a few points-
- Smoking was stupid, and that was my fault. Peer pressure is lame, and I learned another very important life lesson-- about myself and about my friends who knowingly handed me the bowl.
- Being editor-in-chief is a choice, sure, but it's something I've locked myself into until I graduate. Yea, I can quit anytime. I can toss aside my three semesters of struggle, but that will also kiss my future goodbye. I don't crank out the paper every week because it's a fun hobby. I do it so I can build my resume into the biggest, brightest beacon for my someday-successful career. Therefore, when other staffers slack off, I don't have a choice but to pick up the pieces. My name, after all, is what people hear when I talk about my paper... and my name is what will follow me after the paper is just a distant memory.
- I am grumpy because I haven't had coffee yet and decided to think about this crap.
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