Didn't Take Long

I understand, I fully comprehend and unfortunately agree.

In my gender communication class, we had to go around the room and introduce ourselves (lame, I know, but only a class of 25). I was one of the first people to go because I was sitting in the very front row like the pathetic nerd that I am. I said my piece, stating how much I love school and repeating twice that I do not want to graduate. This was met with groans and an address by almost every senior in the class that all they can think about is graduating. I shook my head in consternation but thought little about it.

Until Thursday.

It was the end of my first week of school, my very last first week but the first week nonetheless and I was exhausted, irritable, fighting with one of my closest friends over stupid drama, nutrition deprived because I couldn't find 20 minutes (or enough cash) to go to the grocery store, overwhelmed with work, and in desperate need to remember my senior year of high school Lit class.

In a word, I was done. I'm finally tired of the constant work and reading shoved down my throat daily, of the mindless acquaintances that the only thing we have in common is class, and of a thousand other things that come with being a student. I feel like I have 5 different jobs, all full time and equally demanding, with no payment. I'm finally ready to leave school. Shame I still have five months to change my mind.

Something that makes me lucky and what I feel like unlike those other people, is that I am unbelievably grateful for the past 3 and 1/2 years. Every single moment, every tired morning, every sleepless night was beyond worth it. I wouldn't change it for anything, this undergraduate life I've had. I am so blessed.

Anyway, here's the regular class break down.

Physical Fitness and Wellness:
-Fencing: is boring. But it's once a week and I might actually learn something. If I stop yawning enough to pay attention.
-Golf: SUCH A GOOD IDEA! Literally the definition of a blow off class. I'm so excited.

Film and Prose: Dystopian Fiction
-Yeah, I didn't know it was Dystopian when I signed up for it, but it's only to meet a grad requirement so I can show up. The professor is very Indian so I hear 3 out of 4 words correctly. I think.

Late Shakespeare:
-Again, a grad requirement class. However, the professor is like a cartoon character. I'm convinced he's a crack addict who just so happens to have memorized every single line of Shakespeare. Seriously, he's insane. Also, insanely smart and I've been needing to take a class like this forever. Shakespeare is the origin of all things literature.

Communication Research Methods:
-Needed for my major (do you see a trend here?) but actually kind of interesting. Very detail-oriented and all about answers. Plus, the professor is a great guy who loves me already. However, it is the bane of Comm Studies majors everywhere as it is notoriously the toughest class in the curriculum.

Gender Communications:
-Simply to fill a time slot. But there is some soap-opera-ness about it. One of my really close friends, a professor in the department, has major beef with the professor of this class. They used to be besties but now they can't stand each other, so I made it clear the first day I am a very good friend of my professor friend so the professor would get it. Got it?

Environmental Communications:
-It's a brand new class and taught by a professor whom I admire very much so I had no choice but to take it. Despite this, it might be the death of me. My admiration for this professor is because she's Mensa-level smart, funnier than anyone and does not take crap from anyone. AKA the recipe for the hardest class I have ever or will ever take. Should be a wild ride.

Between stress from my extracurriculars and taking more classes now than I did my senior year of high school, these last few months will be a test, perhaps the hardest one I've ever been through, but at the end of it, I'll have two degrees and a deep sense of fulfillment. That's worth it...right?