Last night at 2am I snuck out of bed and called my mommy to sleep with me. She did, because she's my momma and she probably thought I deserved it since it was my last night at home. I know I'm such a baby but that was just for one night.
Today I'm leaving home to go back to college. You'd think that 3 years of doing this would've already made me used to it, but no, it just gets worse every year. As my subjects get even more difficult, as I see my grades plummet, as I stop caring, as I open my Facebook page and actally look at all those horrifying school related notifications, I can't help to hate school more and more. 3 years of college and I'm already sick of if. Sick of it, sick of it. Pretty ironic that I'm a double major huh? It's just that I have so many other plans for my life - plans that have no need for school at all. Yes, I do have good grades, I do strive hard to maintain them even though they get lower and lower as my major subjects get harder. But I keep asking myself WHAT'S THE POINT?
I'm not even being lazy here when I say this.
It's just that I don't see how school can become an avenue for growth if all it does is pressure you. I mean pressure is good and all, if if keeps you moving and in momentum. But pressure becomes bad, if like me, you just begin to stop caring because it is getting too hard. I don't like to end every term looking at my grades and thinking "oh no, I need this 3.5 to become a 4 so I can get into the 1st honor dean's list." or "oh no what do I do with this 2.0 how will I become summa/magna cum laude" So you know what? I just stopped caring!
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