Nights like these, I wanna burn all my books and notes, fly to some secluded beach with black sand, and RELAX! Relax I don't even know what that means anymore. *sigh* With all of my ranting and raving, I must say I do love this life but one less class and one more hour, I'm sure things would run smoothly
Monday, August 23, 2010
College Dropout
It wasn't until I began taking core classes that I understood the dropout rate. For ten weeks I attempt to give 4 or 5 classes my undivided time and attention while I divide my time between a job, friends, boys, me time, family time, and student organizations. Through all of that, I'm expected to produce A's. What I think some fail to realize is: College is stressful. Each quarter what lies between me and my dream are 4 or 5 classes. It sounds so simple. But let me be the one to tell you it is not. My future career is riding on the results that I produce in these classes. There is no pressure at all to excel (dripping with sarcasm) Of course, we all posses that will to succeed. But a person can only take so much. Long nights in the library and little sleep would make anyone go crazy. So to those people who have decided that college is no longer for them: I don't blame you. Sometimes the pressure is just too much. Sometimes your brain needs a minuted to Relax Relate and Release. I'm sure spending 8 hours in the library is not healthy. But my hunger for that dream is so real. What's another sleepless night?! I can add it to the countless others that I have brought me here.
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