Boxed Out

If I could find anything to complain about being an English/Secondary Ed double major, it'd be the constraint I feel when thinking about my impending course selections. I don't get room for electives, the remaining two and a half years I have left of college feel planned out already. I do love what I'm studying, but I would like to have a little more course variety. It's part of the reason why I transferred to begin with. At my advising meeting today, my advisor placed subsequent course selections into these neat little boxes and I realized just how little academic freedom I've been given. Part of me felt trapped looking at that paper, but another part of me got excited. Five more semesters. That's it. Time is flying by so quickly, it's so cliche, but you never believe it until you're there. And I am.