behind the stadium with you...
i am so absurdly frustrated right now.
i hate all of my classes. i think they are a waste of time. i don't give a shit about them and am only trying because it would look silly to go from a 4.0 to straight C's in my last semester.
not that it really matters, but if i ever wanted to get into grad school, they might wonder.
i'm only interested in working on my thesis. but i can't because i am bogged down with all this other bullshitty class stuff.
i really couldn't give two shits about Aristotle's thick language (that takes FOREVER to read--heather, i would not have done well at st. john's, huh), the goo on river rocks, the goo at the bottom of lakes, the average air temperature of antarctica, the popularity of quarter-horse racing, eye-gouging (believe it), or horse trotting in the 1800s, or what started the vaudeville fad.
i am just frustrated with it. this isn't an education. this is memorizing facts for a few days and then forgetting. fuck this shit. i'm SO ready to just fucking graduate.
and there just isn't enough time in a week for me to have 2 jobs, a thesis, 4 classes, and nightly reading for each of them plus projects, essays, and, oh yeah, my thesis--the only thing that i will write or learn about this semester that is worth anything at all. what an expensive waste of my time.
i hate all of my classes. i think they are a waste of time. i don't give a shit about them and am only trying because it would look silly to go from a 4.0 to straight C's in my last semester.
not that it really matters, but if i ever wanted to get into grad school, they might wonder.
i'm only interested in working on my thesis. but i can't because i am bogged down with all this other bullshitty class stuff.
i really couldn't give two shits about Aristotle's thick language (that takes FOREVER to read--heather, i would not have done well at st. john's, huh), the goo on river rocks, the goo at the bottom of lakes, the average air temperature of antarctica, the popularity of quarter-horse racing, eye-gouging (believe it), or horse trotting in the 1800s, or what started the vaudeville fad.
i am just frustrated with it. this isn't an education. this is memorizing facts for a few days and then forgetting. fuck this shit. i'm SO ready to just fucking graduate.
and there just isn't enough time in a week for me to have 2 jobs, a thesis, 4 classes, and nightly reading for each of them plus projects, essays, and, oh yeah, my thesis--the only thing that i will write or learn about this semester that is worth anything at all. what an expensive waste of my time.