Well, the gig is up. I must make an appointment with my advisor and admit I am a Liberal Arts student who has been masquerading as General Studies for the past three years. I have received notice that the college is ready to kick me out with honors come Spring, and I must plead with them to let me stay, and am willing to accept the punishment of three or so more courses which are not exactly to my liking.
My way of dealing all my life had been to save the best for last, but faulty planning and follow-through has left me with a choice of okay to “s…, I don’t wanna take that.” Or I can, as previously posted, take the diploma and take immediate gratification in the fame and fortune (entitlement!) offered to the degreed. But masochism and the need to know that further adventure lies ahead will make me do the right thing, I know.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology