The study of..Sarah

College is...college. A whole lot of adjectives, not exactly good ones. Boring mostly. Tiring. Waste of time maybe? Yea..waste of time, that's it. I know I should be way more optimistic about it and not be such a whiner, but this is my blog and I am free to express whatever I'm feeling in it. I know I would enjoy college way more if it weren't community. It seems as if GCC has so many students that it just hires teachers off the street. I can carry myself way better then my English teacher, and I know I can speak better than her. Why then is she standing in front of me teaching me communication? I'm sure shes a nice lady and all..but my parents are paying for this education and I expect the college to provide me with one. Maybe that's why the books are so expensive..because we have to teach ourselves through them, they are basically our little teachers. But I just have to get over it like everyone else. I'm no one special. I can't wait until it's over and I'm doing a job I love. I can't imagine it though...knowing how to do sonography on actual patients. I thought I was smart when it came to the human body, but after anatomy class I feel completely stupid. I panic and don't even know what organs are called. How the heck am I going to be able to tell if a baby is healthy, or if someone has a threatening substance that shows up? What if I ruin someones life? I can't even get the answers to the freshman study guide. I suddenly feel like I have to up and leave, hide in some cave. Though there's no where to hide from the concept that no purpose exists. Will I be able to make lives better, make peoples faces light up? Or will I fail at that too.