3/2/05

Y’know what I’m having a hard time with in taking these classes? They’re easy. I like easy, but at the same time it’s torturous. I want to drop this class out of shear boredom. I would if I thought I could get every penny back, but I know I can’t. I’d rather have my time back. All I ever do is complain about school now. It’s my fault for picking such an easy school, but on the other hand, anything more taxing and I’d be stressing over how much of my time it’s taking. I like it easy because the easier it is the less it interferes with my life. I could learn so much more at a better school, but I’m in constant conflict over whether I would really want to. I’m not really using much of it, so I’d be putting myself through more stress for little reward. It will only really matter when I’m able to study what I really want to study. This degree is just proof. I’ve said it all before and I’m sure I’ll be saying it again. But I am totured twice a week with this, so the number of times I write about it isn’t even close to how often it’s on my mind. So consider yourself spared.