You know, you could go to a public school. I didn't study for a major, midterm test except for like two hours and got an A+. The people in the class said "it was the hardest test [they]'d ever taken," although they were pleased at the relative easiness of the grading scale (the professor said that there were a lot of 59%s).
You don't have to work as hard, and nobody gives a shit where you went undergrad anyways if you get a graduate degree later. Your mileage may vary.
I curse myself everyday for my incredible underachievement. I don't study, I haven't turned in a paper that wasn't a first draft since last fall, and I scrape by on unbelievably low amounts of sleep most days. If more people knew about how bad I am at school, I don't think they would want to be my friend. I wonder, too, if I'm really cut out for the responsibilities of all this ... but if I can't handle college, then good God what am I going to be able to handle?
I'm love English, and I know I possess a great talent for writing. So why can't I write for campus publications? Why can't I get all my reading done and why do I start papers at 12 a.m. the night before they're due, at the earliest? I'm depressed at the end of every term because I know I've screwed it up and gotten half as much out of it as I could have.
I know how you feel, though since it's winter I'm chalking it up to seasonal depression whether or not that actually has to do with the fact that I procrastinate way too much and don't do very well at anything and never get enough sleep. And then I start to think about my major and realize that I'm not very good at geology or know much about it at all. I just think it's cool. And then I think I should maybe major in something I'm good at and realize that I don't know what I'm good at because I don't really put enough effort into anything here and then I just feel depressed and frustrated with myself. Spring term will be better, I feel, even if it's just good weather fooling me into thinking I'm happy with everything.
This seems unnecessary, but I totally feel ya too. My advice? Forget about it. Drown your sorrow in something like Samurai Jack until you have renewed faith in yourself.
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You don't have to work as hard, and nobody gives a shit where you went undergrad anyways if you get a graduate degree later. Your mileage may vary.
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I'm love English, and I know I possess a great talent for writing. So why can't I write for campus publications? Why can't I get all my reading done and why do I start papers at 12 a.m. the night before they're due, at the earliest? I'm depressed at the end of every term because I know I've screwed it up and gotten half as much out of it as I could have.
So yeah ... I can empathize, I guess.
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