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I'm a bit disappointed that I went into college without ever truly realizing what I really wanted to do with my intellectual pursuits. I wasted time, but then I see this sudden epiphany and turn as my own chapter into maturity. I honestly can't wait until the fall. I am ready to begin my new studies and hopefully after I absorb the essentials needed for a decent computer related career, I can use my experience to get a better, high-paying job while I complete my major. I'm looking into wanting to become a computer technician until I transfer to grad school so I could get a masters and finally settle into a true career. I want to move out into my own apartment, pay off my Volkswagen, and get rid of these stupid bills which have tied me down the majority of my time. I can't afford these sort of things at my current job despite the fact that minimum wage is going up soon this week. WOW, I'm finally getting a raise. I also feel less worried about the economy while knowing that I'm going to become a computer engineer. The demand is so high since computer and robotic technology is here to stay forever and ever ever ever ever ever.
I also want to get my French minor out of the way. Studying French was also a mistake that I made, not because of the subject itself, but because the department is so disorganized, small and unenthusiastic. The department chair person is a Frenchy nut! I should have chosen physics or psychology.
At least I'm glad that I don't have to sit through anymore archaeology classes. My god that was a snorefest. Why the hell did I want to become in anthropologist in the first place? Was it because it nearly involved ZERO mathematics? Oh, I know why... Fucking TAKs/TAAS and the lovely entourage of elderly, waspy Treasure Hills elementary teachers scared me away from math. I used to feel like an idiot.
I also want to get my French minor out of the way. Studying French was also a mistake that I made, not because of the subject itself, but because the department is so disorganized, small and unenthusiastic. The department chair person is a Frenchy nut! I should have chosen physics or psychology.
At least I'm glad that I don't have to sit through anymore archaeology classes. My god that was a snorefest. Why the hell did I want to become in anthropologist in the first place? Was it because it nearly involved ZERO mathematics? Oh, I know why... Fucking TAKs/TAAS and the lovely entourage of elderly, waspy Treasure Hills elementary teachers scared me away from math. I used to feel like an idiot.