(This is a really long post with plenty of angst so if you don't know me that well or don't want to read such a post then these aren't the droids you're looking for. Move along and have a wonderful day).
Nothing would give me any greater pleasure than to just start a career in comedy or start up my ska band. However, there's nothing in college that fits into either of those categories in regards to things I want to do. First I was a Comm major and thinking "Oh yeah, I could get into broadcasting. Maybe even my own show or something." Then I figured upon Journalism (still within the Comm major) then I was like, "Meh, this sucks. I know! I'll be an English major and become a plain ol' writer! BRILLIANT!" However if I wanted to be a writer, I could probably do that today. It's really not that hard and I sure don't need to take Literary Analysis at 8 AM, three days a week and relearn things I already know and having to read a book here in February that I read in the 11th grade and despised. (It's The Scarlet Letter if you wanted to know. If you don't know what that is, watch Easy A. K thanks)
Also I'm taking Japanese 101 which sounds cool but kind of worries me in writing the stuff. Especially since the prof was like "be sure you're careful and precise in your writing of the Japanese letters because you could possibly use the wrong syllable by mistake." Great. I guess I should have just tested into higher level Spanish and continued that. I'll give it another week and see where it takes me since you can drop a class by the 22nd and not have it affect your grade.
So yeah. I'm complaining like a wee little bitch. I'm fully aware that all of my problems are my own fault. That's what makes me feel worse because there's nobody really to blame this on other than me. I guess I'll have to just push through and hope I stumble across a monumental discovery that forever changes my life...or get bitten by a radioactive spider. Either or, it really matters not to me at this point. So to those that read this. Thanks for listening to the problems of a nineteen year old who feels like he just cannot get his stuff together and finally enjoy life for a change. If it's one thing I do know, it's that I've got some pretty awesome friends out there and I thank you for it.
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