Welcome to BSc third year at Stellenbosch University where we have decided that for your enjoyment we will give you seven subjects all of which are based on a second year subject you happened to fail. But don’t worry because we’ve made it even easier for you by ensuring that four of those subjects are continuous assessment which means there are no second opportunity exams. And just in case that wasn’t scary enough, we have also decided to schedule two of your other subjects on the same day at the same time so you can’t have second opportunities for either of those. And just because you are such a valued customer, the second opp for the rewrite is the day after Biochemistry so you still get to enjoy your holiday.
So why am I bitching? Well mainly I’m bitching because I’m pretty sure that I’ve failed Genetics and I would really love to be able to blame something else for my stupidity. But I’m also on the war path because I’m terrified about the rest of my subjects! I have three exams left, all three of which I only have one opportunity to write and all three of which I really need to do well in because otherwise I will be redoing third year next year provided that I make enough credits for them to allow me back in.
Then there is the irony of me sulking about my hard life on my blog which takes time, time which should be spent on studying but this is the root of the problem. I am studying a BSc degree which is a bachelor’s degree in Science which is essentially useless unless you intend to do postgraduate studies. And seeing as this year is resulting in semi-suicidal Kat the thought of doing postgrad studies is enough to make me want to get my razorblades out. Also, there is the slight problem that I hate what I’m studying and don’t ever intend to use this degree but I’ve decided to finish it regardless.
But what would I rather be studying? Well, I actually have no clue. I’m a woman so I’m lucky enough to have a personality that not only changes its mind every five seconds but for one week of every month I become crazy and irritable and decide that I’m going to be an astronaut or something equally ridiculous like a stay at home mom, which wouldn’t be an entirely crazy idea provided I had a husband and a kid on the way but seeing as I can’t even find a boyfriend I may have to put those plans on hold. Besides I can just imagine my father rolling his eyes at that idea.
If I didn’t have so many damn ideas then it may actually be an easy task but when you wake up each morning with a new ‘perfect’ career path in mind then you know you’re in serious trouble. And actually all of these ideas result in one thing – I aspire to be a professional retiree! How difficult could that be, right? All I need is enough money to support my living habits and my various hobbies for the next 80 years (God forbid I should live that long). So basically I need to be an overnight millionaire!
Until such a time however, I should probably start studying.
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