Well I don’t really know where to begin, but I guess ill start with school. There’s really only one word that can describe it… awful. I’m a sophomore in college and it has been a terrible experience thus far.  I’ve hated school for as long as I can remember, but hey, what kid doesn’t? I’m following a pre-med career path, and am majoring in biology. I’m not sure its right for me, but nothing better has come along. Besides, my dads a doctor my uncles are doctors, my grandpa’s a doctor, and my great uncles a doctor. So yeah, literally everyone and their brother are doctors in my family. It’s not that being a doctor appeals to me, I just feel that it’s the only viable option for me at the moment. My parents don’t force that career path on me at all but, no better options have really crossed my path yet. Forgive me for getting off topic.

Back to the topic at hand, school. College has been one of the most miserable experiences of my life. I have a twenty minute commute everyday, but that is by no means the low point of a typical day for me. Being in class is pure torture. I am more focused on how many seconds are left in class, than anything the teacher will ever have to say. I dread doing work and never really learned how to study. In high school I got by on smarts alone(not to be arrogant), but I quickly realized I needed to put in way more effort in college. Easier said than done. In fact, I probably should be studying instead of writing this.

I’m currently taking biology, chemistry, bio statistics, and geography, but I’m in the process of withdrawing from biology, which is another major cause of grief in my life. The class has been by far the worst I’ve ever taken. I mean, the subject matter works better for me than nyquill. All I need to do is open my textbook, read a paragraph on the importance of bacteria and, bam, I’m out cold for the next 8 hours.

But, that’s usually how it is for any subject. The real problem is my teacher. Its her first official class she’s ever taught, my first thought… Wonderful. But I had hope for her. That hope soon disappeared on the very first day of the semester. In short, that lecture was by far the most painful I’ve ever experienced.  I then proceeded to do pitiful on my first exam, and was left with the decision to drop the course. It was either that or take a major hit to my GPA, which I can by no means afford. But, as II’ve learned so many times before, life just isn’t that easy. Dropping that class has brought me down to the status of a part time student, and now my scholarship is in jeopardy. So yeah….F*** me. The rest of my classes are by no means exciting, but bearable.

At this point I’m left with one question. Should I continue my pre-med path, or hope to God that I find something better that interests me? And, at this point I have no idea what the answer is.

-Thanks For Reading