Am i wrong to be strictly concentrated about my education and nothing else?

Pardon me sir or mam, but i’ve grown a little. Not too much to drink tea and eat crap with a pinky sticking up but enough to realize that my education will make or break my future life. I’ve not only never been so driven, so determined to do well, but also so passionate. In the past, i would relatively say i did not give a shit about anything that bores the shit out of me or things i will never incorporate in my daily life. It’s quite sad; obviously, that’s one of the reason why i’m stuck in this rut of a community college. 

For me to just be overly fascinated over my major, it has also made me overly fascinated over other subjects that i’m taking at the moment. It’s really odd. Even though two of my classes are hard, those are the most interesting to me right now; keep in mind, it doesn’t even retain to my major. I can’t say the same for my english class because it’s just so sad to see so many people struggle with simple english concepts; really, it makes me question the U.S. high school education system to let stupidass people graduate. Why am i taking it if i’m casting myself out from being an idiot who does not know simple english concepts? Units my dear, units.

Anyways, it’s not like i would ever major in spanish or history since they’re two of my interesting classes at the moment, yet because i’m so motivated to transfer somewhere mindblowing, i can’t help but force myself be interested in classes that will help me transfer. I would classify my attitude toward education to be hopeful more than anything else. Huh, is it weird to never have experienced hope before? This is an epiphany i’m having. I think my hope will run out if i realize i can’t transfer somewhere great; hopefully, my hope-factor will never have to confront that and disappear. 

I can’t think like that so negatively. I have to keep striving or this second chance will be no more and useless.