Things I Would Be Great At If They Were School Subjects

Hello everyone, and welcome to a long list of things I would be spectacular at if they were actual school subjects. And let's just hope that one day—someday—these subjects do become real (because I need those A+ medals, okay?). Now buckle up, because things are about to get serious.

  1. Procrastinating

I am a certified procrastinator. No one can beat me. If I got paid every time I dawdled, I would be richer than Elon Musk. No exaggeration. I am the type of person who has twenty tasks on their to-do list but only ends up doing two, which are “brush your teeth” and “have breakfast”. I always tell myself: I’ll do this after watching one more video. But it never is one video. I end up watching half the internet. And guess what, the tasks end up undone! Surprise, surprise.


Aside from actual responsibilities, I even procrastinate things I plan for my own enjoyment! I’ve been wanting to watch a certain drama, but I’m always too lazy to search up the first episode so I can start watching. I always delay it! I also wanted to read this novel—that has been sitting on my side table since the American revolution, but I haven’t gathered the motivation to reach for it and open the first page.


So, if procrastinating was a school subject, I’d pass with flying colours. I wouldn’t even have to try! Unless, I started to procrastinate procrastinating. We will never know. 


  1. Ranting

Complaining about things you can’t or won’t change is human nature, isn't it? I somehow find flaws and issues even in the most perfect things! (Although, in my defense nothing is perfect, so the flaws are always there, someone just hasn’t mentioned them) In addition to that, If I have nothing to rant about, I can simply rant about not having anything to rant about! It’s that simple! (Well, it’s actually insane) To be honest, all my blog posts are rants, one way or the other, I just never run out of issues in my life. Call me ungrateful, call me dramatic, I call it talent. Anyway, ranting is my main personality trait. It’s basically part of my DNA, something I can’t give up on even if I desired to. (P.S: I’m a woman) 


One day, I randomly asked my best friend how we became friends. She said that she loved my random rants, and wanted to befriend me. What?! That's what got me friends? I must be really good at this.


I’ve been caught complaining about school, school drama, having no school drama, deskmates, food, my dirty desk I don’t want to clean, not having three weekly holidays, and God knows what else. The list is too long.


Basically, I love rambling about nonsense. Which is basically a bunch of gabble. So, if ranting was a school subject, it would be a BREEZE for me. I bet I would rant about my examiner while giving the exam! Let’s just hope I don’t start ranting about having to rant about so much.


  1. Overthinking

I honestly really want this to become a school subject. It would give me an opportunity to turn my weakness into my strength. I am a very dedicated over-thinker. I LOVE scrutinizing everything about my life, and stressing about the simplest things! (I actually despise it) Like, who wouldn’t cry over not greeting the guests properly?


I remember stressing, and guilt-tripping myself so much just because I didn’t go hiking with the rest of my family, as if the world would end because I didn’t. My mom kept insisting that I go, but I said no, because I had to study. Everyone left without me, and then I felt so guilty, because I thought everyone would be really hurt, since I said no. When in reality, they probably didn’t even care.


I feel like most of the Gen Z and Gen Alpha are over-thinkers. So if over-thinking becomes a subject, I might have tough competition. Overthinking, like ranting, is in my blood, I am programmed to over-simplify my interactions. If I ever get graded on over-thinking, I would get A+++++++ without even trying! To be honest, my examiner might even send me to an asylum.

So, these are the few things I would EXCEL in if they were school subjects. I would probably be the subject teachers’ favorite student, because I’d be that one kid who has learned everything before the school year starts!

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