WHY???

Why is it that nothing's simple? There may be an answer to one thing but to another person, it's not "right" - if there is even such a thing as a right thing. I suppose that's what makes people interesting. But seriously, sometimes it's just too much.

It's like, one day, I just want to lock myself in my room and seclude myself just to get away for a bit. If that doesn't work, I could just knock myself unconscious. That sounds rather promising.

-thinks-

I was complaining about the horrid weather. Now it's cool and I'm happy about that. But then I have a chem quiz this Thursday and I'm struggling in the class and I have another test next week and two tests after that. Yeah, everyone else does too... but dude. Out of my 6 classes, one is just a seminar, three are science classes, one is a math class, and one is a class I actually like. I drives me INSANE. The good thing is that I changed majors. The bad thing is that it doesn't take affect until next semester where I take the classes I want. I'm taking Physical Anthropology, Astronomy, Introduction to Archaeological Studies, Medical Science Terminology, Biology II, and possibly one more "fun" class. I can't wait for it... but I have to.

I want to try to do good in my classes (chem and calc) but I'm a laidback person. I usually let things come to me and occasionally, I go for it. But seriously, this stuff is totally killing my good moods. Not to mention waking up at some horrendous time in the morning. One cannot go from being nocturnal to waking up at 8 in the morning with no grumbling whatsoever.

Then there's the fact that I want to be a PA which requires you to take a large number of science classes. I. HATE. SCIENCE. AND. MATH. Well... math more so. Science I can tolerate and biology is the lesser evil (which is why I'm minoring in it).

But why do I have to pick a profession that requires one to take so many courses that I hate? It's like PLEASE just kill me now. Seriously. I even took the time to write a short poem while taking a small break from my calc homework.

I hate science, I hate math
Makes me turn into a psychopath

Numbers dropping left and right
Makes me smile big and bright

Lipids deflating and blood cells spilling
Makes me go into a frenzy killing

Fire jumps high over texts galore
Makes me want to light some more

Classes are flooded and all is ruined
Makes me laugh at old van Leeuwen’

In the end, it’s only me
Sitting here quite unhappily

Please, please, please take me away
From this hellish, nightmare day

Give me books of fantasy
Send me images of atrocities

Just don’t give me cell diagrams
Or else I just might die again

On the plus side, I am going to the gym weekly now and I helped deconstruct a house on Saturday for Habitat for Humanity. A rather fun and interesting experience. :)

Well, I better go now. I think it's enough pointless ranting for now.