Mission 007: Crack the Code

Welcome to another rendition of Kate Does Wednesday, here on the COOL PEOPLE OF EVERY AND ANY NATIONALITY blog. This week we continue to reveal to the internet and the entire world how they can manipulate and destroy us. Who's idea was this again?

I'm not completely clear on what this theme means but I'll just go with it because chances are everyone else will forget to put up a blog post. I joke, of course.

I find security in not caring. Which sometimes is a really bad thing. Like if I'm getting majorly stressed out over school work I'll just stop completely and quit studying. I'll do the bare minimum required and hope that it's enough. That's where I am right now but not for the same reason. I've given up because it doesn't make sense to me that I should spend two years killing myself studying when I don't have a primary goal and I can't see what I want to do in the future. I know people say that's why you should work your hardest because maybe next year you'll decide you really want to do medicine and it'll be too late to catch up on the work. That just sounds like bullshit to me.

At the beginning of the year I was all set to spend my every last minute study for the next two years. I had no problem giving up the rest of my life but I hadn't anticipated how exhausting it would be. There is no reason for me to be so tired all the time. I don't need a trillion points because if I'm honest the only reason I was bothered trying to do well was to have bragging rights over my brother. And I know I could do better if I worked hard the next two years but....that would mean working hard the next two years. You see my dilemma? I need to figure out what I want to spend my life doing and until I do that there is no way I will be able to motivate myself to care.

My back to school enthusiasm has faded too quickly and I'm left with the reminder of how cripplingly boring the old school routine is. Early morning, hurried breakfast, locker jams, homework correction, note-taking, lecturing teachers, lunchtime cramming, class, class, class, study, homework, revision and the boredom starts again. Remind me, why did I miss this?

MISSION................................................COMPLETED? at least I wrote something I guess, even if it's barely topical.