The Legend of Kollege Kids
Wallowing in self-pity. My third year at college will soon close to an end and then I have one last year before the deadline I've set for myself since freshman in high school follows suit. And I am freaking. The fuck. Out. I haven't taken that semester abroad in Germany that I had always envisioned. I have yet to make a lasting impact on campus thus far. I see my friends less and less, it seems. And I have just changed my major from something that I really detested, to something I don't hate as much. I have no confidence in my future, and I want a change.
But all this uncertainty has really made a girl critically evaluate her life and the war path she's on. Because as much as I hate being decisive about anything concerning a time other than, well, right now, I hate not having a somewhat solid plan even more. I'm trying to juggle a demanding and exhausting job with the already demanding and exhausting workload for school. It's only the second week! And I know I'm not alone. It comforts me to know that there are literally thousands of other kids pursuing higher education and working their asses off for a future they have no clear vision for. But it also scares me to know that there are thousands who're busting their butts for a degree that'll give them a better life, a fatter check, a flashy whip and a badder chick, At this point I'm seriously contemplating just quitting in general and becoming Drake's next ghost writer (just kidding, love ya Drizzy). Or a Sugar Daddy. But I digress.
I'm just letting all of you who are in the same boat as I am, lost and confused, unsure of all that's possible, excited of all that could be and scared shitless of all that won't be: you'll figure it out. You may not be fully eight-more-than-ninety-two sure about the decisions you make, and you might never be, but you will get your shit together. So as of today, I will be working towards a liberal studies degree, and maybe dabble in some sociology. What I do with it in the coming years is beyond me. Teach, maybe? But we'll get past that bridge when it comes to it. But for now, I'm satisfied with where I'm headed and that's all I can ask for right now. Hell, maybe next time I post, it'll be from a beer garden in Germany.
This is not me right now. I'm not a happy go lucky college kid. This is not us, studying in a semi-shady spot with all smiling and shit. I'm dodging into the nearest study room to block out all this nonsense and watching YouTube. I really hate stock photos.
But all this uncertainty has really made a girl critically evaluate her life and the war path she's on. Because as much as I hate being decisive about anything concerning a time other than, well, right now, I hate not having a somewhat solid plan even more. I'm trying to juggle a demanding and exhausting job with the already demanding and exhausting workload for school. It's only the second week! And I know I'm not alone. It comforts me to know that there are literally thousands of other kids pursuing higher education and working their asses off for a future they have no clear vision for. But it also scares me to know that there are thousands who're busting their butts for a degree that'll give them a better life, a fatter check, a flashy whip and a badder chick, At this point I'm seriously contemplating just quitting in general and becoming Drake's next ghost writer (just kidding, love ya Drizzy). Or a Sugar Daddy. But I digress.
I'm just letting all of you who are in the same boat as I am, lost and confused, unsure of all that's possible, excited of all that could be and scared shitless of all that won't be: you'll figure it out. You may not be fully eight-more-than-ninety-two sure about the decisions you make, and you might never be, but you will get your shit together. So as of today, I will be working towards a liberal studies degree, and maybe dabble in some sociology. What I do with it in the coming years is beyond me. Teach, maybe? But we'll get past that bridge when it comes to it. But for now, I'm satisfied with where I'm headed and that's all I can ask for right now. Hell, maybe next time I post, it'll be from a beer garden in Germany.
This is not me right now. I'm not a happy go lucky college kid. This is not us, studying in a semi-shady spot with all smiling and shit. I'm dodging into the nearest study room to block out all this nonsense and watching YouTube. I really hate stock photos.
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