I’ve been attending a local community college near my home for a certain amount of years. After high school, I went straight to community college. For the first year, I struggled with getting classes because I was a new student and registering priority wasn’t given to freshmen or incoming new students. My goal, at the time, was to attend for 2 years and transfer. Little to unknown, the planning was extended. I started off with a pre-pharmacy major. Not officially declared, but I was considering it. Mainly cause my parents told me to do so. Asian parent stuff.
For the first few years, I was doing what my parents told me to do. I took classes related to science and math, trying to fulfill the prerequisite. Unfortunately, being a S.T.E.M major wasn’t the program I would excel at. My best friend ask me during that time if I have a back-up plan. Say the whole pharmacy thing didn’t work out. What would I do? My first choice was to do an English major. As a writer for the past ten years, when I enter an English class, I never felt so alive and passion for the subject. Everyone else hates English and don’t want to do an essay. But I could. It’s my passion.
I never thought about declaring myself as an English major when all signs are pointing to it. It took a long time to figure out, but I got my mojo. I had a few people ask me “Why am I taking so long?” including the boyfriend. Most of those people are my family and their friends. They like to think college is a race where you got to do everything on time. If you don’t, you are consider failure. That made me felt pathetic. I began to look down at myself for being at the same school for so long. While others I’ve met previously already graduated and transfer to a university. But one friend told me to not worry and focus on myself.
Don’t ever feel bad about yourself being at school too long. At least you are getting yourself a higher education and doing something with your life. It’s better than a lazy bum not doing anything about their situation. I understand some personal issues gets in the way, but as long you come back, then you’re good. My boyfriend, being the youngster, in his early 20s, don’t understand the struggles. Most people by this age would be in lost transition trying to figure out what they want to do for the rest of their life. The whole college talk made me uncomfortable when being brought up by him. I don’t think he understands people have their own struggles in college. He’s having his own as well.
I’ve heard him telling me that he wants to do this and that. In the end, it didn’t work out. That’s okay. My 9th grade best friend changed her major five times before settling down to history. Everyone has their own pace. The only person that writes their story is you. Not anyone else. Don’t feel dumb for being at school too long. You’ll be fine. Before you know it, you’ll be graduating next year.