That age old lesson of time management is something that I seem to need to learn over and over. My test in biochemistry went so-so. I have a test in cell biology on Thursday. Will I study? I have to.
My roommate and I got into a discussion about religion and homosexuality. I don't think that one is born gay. I think that there are certain biological and psychological factors that affect an individual, but I don't think one is born that way.
He says that it is nature's way of population control. That seemed to make sense to me, or I liked that theory. I don't know that I readily accept it, considering that I believe the human race to a certain degree can charter it's own course, and isn't subject to certain observations prevalent in other species' growth curves. But then who am I?
I have resolved to realize certain goals that I have set for myself in order to become better. I think that they are a way I can attain happiness. Sometimes I wonder if anyone is truly happy. I'm sure they're out there, and I want to be one of them. Or at least content with my life and situation. I'm finally beginning to feel the strain of the years of school. I should be graduated by now, but I was seduced by knowledge and took too many classes that seemed interesting rather than head toward my goal of graduation. In light of this, I'm thinking of applying to a pharmacy school and attending regardless that I haven't finished my undergrad.
Life is still a mystery.
1 comment:
population control. I think your friend is onto something.
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