really though. why can't i major in fun?

high school was much too easy.

and i have learned this week that college is hard.

i actually have to study.

i actually have to pay attention in class.

going to study sessions is a good idea.

professors don’t care if your late to class or miss.

but if you miss, it’s your fault and it’s your job to know what you missed.

papers are 3-6 pages longer than I know what to write about.

tests are hard.

in high school, i was an A student.

in college, i’m more of a C student.

and sometimes i feel like an F student.

i don’t know what i want to do with my life.

i don’t know what i want to major in.

i don’t know why procrastination has hit me in the head like a brick.

what i do know is this:

i’m lazy and i like it.

and in all honesty, i’d rather be:

sleeping in my comfy bed at home.

reading harry potter next to a fire.

playing my ukulele with my non-existant band.

listening to good music.

skiing at snowbird.

drawing.

riding vespas in italy.

exploring england.

dancing around a bonfire in africa with children.

taking cool pictures in random places.

laying in a hammock in the mountains.

married to joseph gordon-levitt.

carving pumpkins in heber with my cousins.

wearing sweaters and scarves and boots.

shopping at the di and other various thrift stores.

eating a burrito from chipotle.

chasing quails down my street.

riding my scooter where it’s legal.

living in the wizarding world, away from all the annoying muggles.

alas. i should be writing my second paper for anthropology.

and studying for a biology test.

and reading for writing.

like my cousin paul once said, 

“why can’t i just major in fun?”