So I've just finished my last midterm for this semester, and I've been pondering my study habits as of late. I just cannot seem to get myself to focus enough to buckle down to do serious studying. I don't know why this is, but even on the day of the exam (and the day before), I'd rather be doing other things.
Well, I know we all would rather be doing other things, but unlike a lot of people I actually follow through and forsake my studying...a lot. I'm starting to wonder if it's because I feel like I'm in some sort of rut that I cannot escape.
Now don't get me wrong, there are certain routine aspects of my life that I enjoy, but as it stands, it would appear that my career goals are now set in stone. I'm in my final year, and there's no turning back. My grades are less than stellar, and that could disqualify me from the big Accounting firms. I may find myself doing a job, while related to my studies, may not fit the bill (or grandeur) of what I anticipated (not that my anticipation was all the much better).
Do I hate what I have led myself to become? Who's to say? Four years ago when I chose what program I would apply for, I was torn between Business and Computer Science. I was excellent at both, and I was good at using both halves of my brain (the technical side and the analytical/creative side - leaning slightly more towards technical), which many people are surprisingly incapable of doing. However, in the end I chose Business as the choices in careers down that path were far more stable (what with the Tech bust and all). Of course, who knows what kind of job in my field I will get. It may very well have more emphasis on the technical side than I imagined.
In retrospect, I think I could have become an architect. I'm not going Costanza, but I do feel that the profession would have nurtured both parts of my mind, and I would have definitely found some enjoyment in it. However, I never gave the prospect of becoming one much thought in high school. I wonder why? I'm good with my hands (drawing, creating, building), and I am good with calculations and theories. It should have been a more apparent choice, but for some reason it slipped my mind.
I am not the world's best planner when it comes to life. I've always jumped in rather hastily - fitting myself into whatever seemed the most attainable or comfortable (playing it safe). I look at other people who risk almost everything (or sometimes everything) in order to chase some whim of a dream, with envy (especially when they actually achieve it). Why can't I settle for more than exceptional? I am an exceptional person (not that I'm trying to be pretentious, but the consensus is that I'm a gifted person). It might sound like an oxymoron - someone who carelessly chooses to be cautious, but that's me for sure.
On a bit of a tangent, I'd like to say that people fuss over marks way too much. I'm not one to fuss over them (which is probably why they aren't too high), but it becomes an obsession for people. You know the type - the person who would always ask what everyone else got on their exam, the person who isolates his or herself from everyone else to get that maximized amount of cramming, the person who treated school like a competition rather than a training ground or learning experience. I have mixed feelings for this kind of person. It's mostly pity, due to the fact that this is probably the only form of justification this person has that he/she has what it takes to succeed, and that it will please the ones they seek praise from the most. While I find it sad that many places of employment place strong emphasis on marks, marks are not going to be of any help in the real world (and often times, neither is what you learned).
I have had two, rewarding, full-time job experiences and I can tell you I used almost nil of what I picked up in university in order to carry out my role. In fact, I can safely say that you could get someone who had no post-secondary education and they would pull it off just as well. However we live in a different time than our parents, who got by much easier. We live in a time of "education inflation," where one needs a degree in order to even be looked at, as some form of ludicrous "VIP pass." This is how people will accept you as a productive member of society - some piece of paper you spent thousands of dollars, countless sleepless nights, tears, sweat, and headaches to procure. It's almost like some sort of cruel joke. Now I've always advocated advancing one's self, but obsessing over symbolic numbers and letters was never a part of that.
I suppose it cannot be helped. With the overwhelming numbers of individuals looking for work, and the limited amount of spots, it is only natural to look to the highest echelon of humanity to fill your needs. It's not a perfect system by a long shot, and is often invalid; but unfortunately it is cost-effective, and time-efficient. Thank God for the person who invented job interviews and HR, though. At least it is a way to weed out who just has a polished GPA, and to look for more substance.
To sum up, I feel like I am on a one-way train to an adequate lifestyle. I am always either scared, apathetic, ashamed, in disbelief, or some combination of the above. I'm not really seeking advice, as I feel I am locked into a permanent "cruise control". This was merely me speaking my mind about a few things in my life that many of you might not have known otherwise. I finish by saying to all of you who read through all of this that you should never settle for what you know you can attain. The moment you settle for ordinary, you have limited your potential and your possibilities. Dare to dream and have faith in what you can do. You may very well surprise yourself.
I'm feeling: 
irate
I'm jamming to: Stunt - Raindrops