The Meaning of Life

January 11, 2002

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School starts this Monday and I cannot tell you how happy this makes me. My predictions were right. After spending a month back home from my six month stay in Montana, the boredom would once again settle in and it would feel as though I never left. Regretfully, I don’t think I will be returning to Yellowstone this summer. I will only have one more class to take (algebra) after this spring semester and then I will have successfully completed my hours for an associate of arts degree. Since it has taken me this long to reach this point, not picking up the class this summer would be stupid. My real true dilemma is deciding what I want to major in, what kind of degree, and which university can I attend to finish my studies? I honestly do not want to attend some absurdly huge campus with thousands upon thousands of undergrads, half of which will be applying for the same job as myself. My college career got off to a slow start, most people are done with it at 24, but not me, I was fickle and idealistic. I didn’t need college to be successful, and after two years of working mind-numbing jobs and getting nowhere with my dreams, I decided to give school one more chance. What do I want to do with my life? What do I want in general? Will I be asking myself these questions until I am dead?

Author: Lindsay Niemann

Writer | Graphic Artist