Exam time!
Am now half an hour in to the the 30-hour exam of doom. Except that I really couldn't give a damn about it. Which is probably why I'm on here, actually. I think I'm going to write about Foucault and his author-theory, and Freud's theory of the unconcious (even though I'm not entirely sure what that is.)
Alas, it just all seems rather pointless to me at the moment. See, I'm seriously considering dropping out once the year is over. Not even just impetuously this time, this has been given serious thought over quite a few months. It struck me last night that if I'm at the end of my first year and I still hate my course, am I really wise to carry on with it, getting further and further into debt? The fact that it was the most financially viable option was really what was keeping me here, but with the revelation that if I stay next year I'll have to spend most of my time working at the course I hate and the rest working to fund the course I hate, I would have more money and probably be happier if I got a part-time job and paid my parents keep while I saved up for a place of my own.
Ugh, I don't know. I just don't really want to stay here, and no one seems to understand that. Haven't mentioned anything to my parents yet, they'll kill me :/