For instance, I am amazing in English. My analyses are stunning, my insightful observations are eloquent, my creative writing is downright amazing. But that all bores me. The occasional analysis, a short story here and there--that's okay. Any more than that is a nightmare.
To continue this pathetic ego-stroking, I am also pretty good at learning foreign languages. French has its moments. Learning Italian was one of the easiest things I've ever done. Russian is difficult but entirely worth it. I love languages: I love speaking them, I love reading them--I love being able to communicate. I might not be good at it, but I love it nevertheless.
Of course, there's that nasty issue of how just knowing a foreign language probably won't result in a career, unless you have something else to bring to the table (e.g. engineering, business, political science). Hence the reason why I picked up the CMDS major: it led to a career, I could be a respectable part of society, I had a path in life. It didn't sound too awful. Of course, it's also incredibly boring and mind-numbing, but that's a completely different journal entry for a completely different day.
I'm not a people person. I'm not good at math or sciences. Politics are boring. 9 to 5 jobs sound downright depressing. Cubicles have had starring roles in my worst nightmares (right next to the family of giant vampire weasels and World War IV: America vs. Everyone Else). I enjoy learning new languages, traveling the world, learning about new cultures... but how am I going to experience any of that when I'm stuck in Assrape, Missouri?
The only thing college will be good for is getting a worthless piece of paper. It's not like I'm going to have a nice office job with 2.5 children and a white picket fence. Odds are, this time 10 years from now, I'll be teaching English in some obscure country, experiencing linguistic bliss, or trapped in a concentration camp in North Korea (or, fuck, Guantanamo Bay). It's a bunch of bullshit is what it is.
I just don't know what to do. And now I have to get ready for work, which is yet another reason why I need to drop out and join the Russian mafia.