No sh*t no roses

I remember saying almost every other week when I was in my first semester, that I would quit the program/switch courses. Psychology just isn't me. Or more likely, science simply isn't my calling. 

I stayed, anyway. Or perhaps I survived. 

And I'm in my final year now.

Now I realise how easy it was back then. The past two years are nothing compared to this. They were simply made up of interesting little semesters that taught us very fascinating stuff about psychology and life. This, right now, is a serious final year that's preparing us to be psychology graduates - graduates who will soon become psychologists. 

It probably still is interesting for some - or many - of my course mates. But it's tough for me because it's preparing me to be something I don't plan to be. 

Anyway, why am I writing this?

I came across an article, and at the end, it had a short profile of the writer. It said, '...is a wife, mother of three, and a writer. She has a BA in Communications.'

Right. It made me think how mine would say 'She has a BSc in Psychology'. 

It's cool, but it doesn't describe much of who I am, probably not as much as a BA would. Like 'She has a BA in Psychology'? Nah, doesn't sound like it either.

But I guess in a way that is less direct, a BSc in Psychology does describe me. At least it shows the path I went through before ending up where I'll be. It shows, how odd unique a person I am, to hold a Diploma in Journalism, a BSc in Psychology, yet doing something that has nothing much in relation with the fields I studied. To some other people, it could also suggest how I lack determination, or that my interests are merely passing fads. 

Anyhow, it'll be a hint of who I am, what I've been through, and what I've learnt. 

Attitude.

But for now, it's hard. 

I wonder if, like most other times in the past, I'll look back at this period of time and think that 'things were so easy back then'. We often do, don't we? Perhaps I should embrace this challenge, this difficulty, this thing that seems to be killing too much of my healthy cells, before it's too late to realise that this is actually nothing in comparison to the obstacles I might face in the future. 

Last night, I heard Big Bang's 'Blue' after a very long time since I last listened it. It immediately reminded me of my very first semester at university. Released around the time I started uni, it used to be my alarm back then.

Oh how time flies.