It seems that it is that time of the month again.
No, not that time. The time where I begin to question my current school plans and where I wonder what I am supposed to do with my life.
This month and next month mark the times when I am supposed to apply to schools for next year, and it is so frustrating. I can no longer select “undecided” as my major, that was pretty much the point in me going to a community college for a while. I love to read, but I worry that if I do a lit major, I will get sick of it. I have enjoyed my communications courses, but at the same time, they seem so easy, like I would be cheating a university for letting me get a degree in it. And that’s just two of the majors I have thought of. Sometimes, I still want to teach. Go into Journalism. Go into Political Science so that I always know what is going on. Study the histories of different cultures…
And then there is the whole issue of where I want to go to school. Just about all that I know and love is here in Long Beach. I want to study on the East Coast (especially whenever I listen to The Unauthorized Biography of Reinhold Messner). I want to study in Northern California. I want to stay in the LA/OC area. I want to go down to San Diego.
I am going to spend so much on application fees, it’s ridiculous.
This was completely a rant. A rant that many, if not all, of you have heard before. Thank you if you read it. If you have any input of what you think I should do, spill it! I want to hear it.
