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Mar 7, 2006

I am so sick of college.

It's my fault for getting jobs I actually like. I get to work and I feel like there's a purpose to everything I'm doing. I can see tangible results for my efforts, and the work itself is enjoyable mental exercise. I look forward to 40 hours a week elbow-deep in Quark and HTML, and I can't wait for my paltry 12 hours of classes to end.

It's not even that they're bad classes. In fact, they're all pretty fun -- except when my creative writing teacher goes to Costa Rica and the sub spends the entire 3-hour class bitching at us for our lack of preparation right after she left all our stories at home. Yeah, that one doesn't count.

But if not for the all-important scrap of paper they're saving up for next spring, I would ditch school in a moment and pursue some of the things I'm really passionate about. My career, music, some real writing projects -- once I get out of the university time-deprivation cycle, the opportunities are just going to stack up.

But alas, I am still a junior. There's more than a year of this to go. It's going to be really hard to drag myself back to classes after a summer of internship bliss, but somehow I have to do it.
Nick ::: 8:17 PM ::: 5 comments