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funktagious) wrote2004-06-18 01:15 am
funktagious) wrote2004-06-18 01:15 am
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summer, summer, summertime...
School continued to suck right up to the bitter end. I wish I could figure out exactly what the hell I'm doing there, because I think part of the reason I'm hating it so much is that I have no direction. At all. And I've been, for all intents and purposes, a college student for three years. You'd think I'd have gotten at least a general idea what I wanted to major in, right? But, no. I randomly picked biology because... I don't hate it, which is not an ideal reason to major in something (who knows, maybe I really would have chosen it anyway, but I have no way of knowing). But I have no idea what else to major in, because I spent my first two years of college trying to get my college credits to fit into my high school graduation requirements. So, unlike everyone else with 103 credits under their belt, I have not taken a bunch of random classes to kind of feel things out and figure out what I'm interested in. I have taken a bunch of English and boring-ass general history classes, because that's what I needed for high school. Also, I should have had my AA 13 credits ago, but my high school graduation requirements were so, so, so far off from the AA requirements that I still need 27 credits in non-social-science areas to get the damn thing.
And, to make things even better, because I earned all those credits through running start and do not yet have a degree, I am no longer eligible for financial aid unless I go to a 4-year school because I have more than 125% of the 90 credits needed for a 2-year degree. Nevermind that I only received financial aid for 45 of those credits, or that 40 of them were earned while I was still in high school.
So. I'm tired. I want to start over at a "real" school, where I can feel things out more (also: starting college at 16? Is not exactly ideal for "feeling things out," either. Actually, in my experience, it leads to more of a "complete crisis of self-esteem and severe anxiety disorder") and figure out what the fuck I want to do with myself. Also, where I don't have to pay full tuition up-front. But I can't because no school is just going to ignore that many credits, and applying for transfer with that many credits means you have to declare a major on your application to most schools, which is a problem because, as I said, I. Don't. Know. God.
As for finals... I rocked my mythology exam, but chemistry and calc are iffy. Whatever. I'm just glad it's over, and that I don't have to go back for at least another four months. I haven't had a summer vacation since the summer before 9th grade, and I intend to make the most of it.
I'm going to read books because I want to, not because I have to. I'm going to go to the beach and chill, drive over to Moses Lake and Long Beach and play wild games of Scrabble and Monopoly with the grandparents, go downtown and wander around aimlessly, lay around and watch DVDs... and just generally flout all responsibilities except for work (which, even though the clients are, without exception, brain-dead jackasses, somehow manages to be fun for the most part), and that will only be because I need to save up money for the late-August/early-September Maine/Boston/NY/Baltimore/DC Trip, which is somehow actually coming together, despite numerous attempts by The World to righteously fuck things up.
The World, however, needs to watch it's back, because after all this school bullshit, I am entirely out of patience.
And, to make things even better, because I earned all those credits through running start and do not yet have a degree, I am no longer eligible for financial aid unless I go to a 4-year school because I have more than 125% of the 90 credits needed for a 2-year degree. Nevermind that I only received financial aid for 45 of those credits, or that 40 of them were earned while I was still in high school.
So. I'm tired. I want to start over at a "real" school, where I can feel things out more (also: starting college at 16? Is not exactly ideal for "feeling things out," either. Actually, in my experience, it leads to more of a "complete crisis of self-esteem and severe anxiety disorder") and figure out what the fuck I want to do with myself. Also, where I don't have to pay full tuition up-front. But I can't because no school is just going to ignore that many credits, and applying for transfer with that many credits means you have to declare a major on your application to most schools, which is a problem because, as I said, I. Don't. Know. God.
As for finals... I rocked my mythology exam, but chemistry and calc are iffy. Whatever. I'm just glad it's over, and that I don't have to go back for at least another four months. I haven't had a summer vacation since the summer before 9th grade, and I intend to make the most of it.
I'm going to read books because I want to, not because I have to. I'm going to go to the beach and chill, drive over to Moses Lake and Long Beach and play wild games of Scrabble and Monopoly with the grandparents, go downtown and wander around aimlessly, lay around and watch DVDs... and just generally flout all responsibilities except for work (which, even though the clients are, without exception, brain-dead jackasses, somehow manages to be fun for the most part), and that will only be because I need to save up money for the late-August/early-September Maine/Boston/NY/Baltimore/DC Trip, which is somehow actually coming together, despite numerous attempts by The World to righteously fuck things up.
The World, however, needs to watch it's back, because after all this school bullshit, I am entirely out of patience.