I may have planned badly on my part. At first it seemed like a good idea, but now I'm starting to wonder if I did the right thing.

I decided to take only classes in my major this year.

In my defense, I'm a double major, so I'm not strictly taking one kind of class. But that still doesn't help my situation at all. There's nothing to break up my daily doses of what I'm getting my degree in. Nothing just to shake things up. Nothing that I don't have to worry about understanding fully because I won't necessarily need it in the future.

I'm terrified.

Whether you're currently drowning like me, or have already been there, done that, you understand the feelings associated with major classes.

First day, feeling fine. You're home now, where you'll be until you graduate. This building is your domain.

Oh, the syllabus? Let me look over all of the things I'll be so quick to pick up on, because, well, it's my major.

Oh? That book sounds kind of complicated. Ehh, I'm studying this for my living; I should get it.

Okay, lesson one! Let's get through this with ease.

Wait, what is this an example of? What is the professor even talking about?

How does this apply to anything in this class?

I have to have this wholebook read by the next class? I can barely understand it!

Do I really need this major? Is it that important to my success in this field?

Oh, wait, the professor tied it back. They brought it back to the original topic. I think get it now!

I love this major!

Wait, it's gonna be like this all year?

But through all of the tears of five classes of the same topic day after day, it's too bad I can't imagine myself doing anything else for the rest of my life.