The Year Progresses.

As the year continues to progress, I continue to complain about the same things. All of the deadlines, the dates, they are all much too soon. It’s redundant. Get this done by this date, make sure to have that done; do this, do that. Don’t be a child and have fun, work on your homework, and study for an exam. Do a semester project. Get a B in a class; get mad about it, senior year in a nutshell, utterly terrible. December cannot possibly come soon enough. Time for relaxation, time for fun, presents, friends, no homework. June cannot possibly come soon enough, graduation, real life; no homework (for at least the summer, unless you take a more permanent break from school). Do you know the best thing about graduating? No labs in biology, that’s what! Nothing conceptual, just analytical, just something reasonably fun; textbooks and lectures are fun, informative.

I do not mean to rant, nor do I mean to talk badly about an activity that is done in class (even though everyone, literally, complains about the same thing). So, thankfully, there is nothing much more that I can say about this same thing without it becoming too over repetitive, before I completely kill this school-ish topic. I don’t know what I will do with my life, what I will amount to. But if my biggest issue is doing labs in biology, just because they are more conceptual, then I must not be doing too badly. That is a problem I am willing to continue to have, as long as it ends as soon as possible.