Students lack desire, dedication to achieve dreams

Today there are fewer people who are driven by their dreams to become achievers. Almost everyone I know expects Mom or Dad to give them what they want without the thought of working for themselves ever crossing their mind.

It sickens me when I see kids in high school with brand new cars walking around pregnant because they know Mommy is going to take care of their kid for them so they will never have to worry about a thing or make an effort in life.

I think people need to take more responsibility for their actions and hold themselves accountable to make ends meet and follow their dreams to become whatever they want.

The problem is everyone expects someone else to tell them what they want or they don’t have the patience to go through school.

My old roommate didn’t have a job or a driver’s license and yet she still failed all of her classes here at UCA last semester. I went to high school with her and I know she always wanted to be a doctor. The problem with this goal she had in mind is that she had to work for it, and no one seems to want to work for anything anymore.

This past semester she dropped out just before spring break. Now she has student loans to pay off and has wasted two semesters of school. I don’t think she’ll ever be a doctor and neither does she. She changed her major twice during her last semester here because she knew she doesn’t have what it takes

to go through school to become a doctor, but at least she can face the facts, unlike many others.

I hope someday she can muster the courage to follow after her dreams, however, that is not to say that there was never a chance to begin with.

We went to a small school in Quitman, just 45 minutes from UCA. It wasn’t a very promising atmosphere, however, I have made the most from it and still go back from time to time.

I have always wanted to be a writer. I used to pass the time in class writing short stories and poetry—a few of which were published. One day I picked up a camera and began taking pictures, which is when I decided I wanted to be a photojournalist.

Over time, these thoughts have come to form what has become the destination path for a print journalism major. I work seven days a week and take 17 hours of classes. I have a boyfriend, and I most certainly have a life. Also, may I say, I am passing all of my classes.

I have worked for everything I have. Mom and Dad didn’t pay for my car, I bought it myself. I once got into some trouble, but Mom didn’t bail me out— at least not for good. I paid my mom back every penny in court costs.

I take responsibility for my actions and work toward my goals. I just hope one day people will wake up and realize the world does not revolve around them and they will have to become working class citizens themselves.

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