Trying to get rid of a headache (a little kvetching never hurt anyone)

One more day of rest until I have to start school again. I can finally see my classes online and...they look like a bunch of bullshit, ahem, filler that could have been consolidated into one class that would save everyone the headache. But schools have to make a living too, I suppose. I'm not getting any younger, though, so I'm kind of impatient.

I have a rotten feeling I'm just going to be irritated all over again. I had to make a last minute change a couple of weeks ago because the graphics course that is required has four, count 'em, FOUR prerequisites that I have to take. I won't be able to take the damn class until this time next year at this rate.

I'm not looking forward to it, because I have no interest graphic design outside of fonts and colors. Drawing? Fuck that. If my life depended on it, I would be dead. I used to play with Photoshop quite a bit, so I'd rather just get to that, instead of taking some "Intro to Multimedia" class with a book that I could tell was dated from reading the first chapter.

I had to dig around a little to find this out, because the program of study sheet that's handed out doesn't show every class that needs to be taken, just the core courses. It would almost be easier getting another bad job because people can't wrap their head around what having a Bachelor of Arts degree means besides "studying a subject that doesn't lead to a high paying corporate job". I knew a few people with double majors in business that ended up going into retail (eww), and they supposedly did everything "right".

Or I can bite my lip and deal with this crap until I hit the "that's it, now I know I don't like this"wall, and then start over again. I don't think I'll be able to hold a job with my schedule changing every three months. Is it worth the trouble? I wonder. I've tried being hopeful and expectant about the coming term, but I don't have it in me anymore.

A week and a half is too much time off to leave me to my own devices. Just enough time for me to think too much about not much at all.

(and take some aspirin.)