Coffee > School

Here's a thing that boggle my mind: people who love school to death.
I would have loved to be one of those people but sadly i am not. The semester is slowly rounding down and my nerves are shooting up. I should learn not to panic. I should also learn to stay ahead in my studies. I'll let you know when i succeed with either. I have to find a science fiction novel to do a TEN page paper on. ACK! I am a slow reader...remind me again why i chose to take another english class? yea. OK, we'll call this a ramble and make it a day...or afternoon.

My new coffee thermos is the bees knees. Yes, i just used that phrase, judge me at your own risk. My coffee is warm and cognitive pschology is about to get conquered. Debating on playlist choice. . . .The National, Stars or Joanna Newsom?

~Me

The Fail Boat Is Docking

At this current moment in time i just wish that school had a face, or a stomach, just something that i could punch or stare at harshly. Instead i will write. Getting into nursing school really shouldn't be this hard. Perhaps i wasn't cut out for this. Maybe i'm not nurse material. Should i look elsewhere? Should i venture out onto something new and different? Or do i stick it out until i see a letter that says "congratulations, you've been accepted!" rather than another "regretfully. . ."

I feel like it's too early in the game to say that i'm worn out, but then again i should be graduating in two months and i'm not. Everyone around me has a plan or goal with a route in mind or in sight. I don't want to wallow or get all self-centered and pitiful, i just want some understanding. I know i'm not the only one who has gone through something like this or has felt this bummed but geez louise it sure does feel that way. Absolutely rotten.

Everyone says go to school, finish your degree plan, graduate, you'll be happy you did, it'll help you in the long run, etc. What if i don't want to. I am so sick of school. I've considered dropping out, doing long-term missions, but then what about this "economic crisis" we're in? How do you argue that? Do you? What if my heart is just not in it anymore? What if HE tells me to keep on at it until i DO see that "congrats" letter? Should i run until i get so tired that i can't even crawl?

I've got to figure out the right question. And then. . . .and then i'll let you know...

~Me