Same Shit, Different Year

I can categorize post-secondary education students (not narrowing my perspective to just University) into two groups.

1) Those following their dreams, taking courses they enjoy, dealing with what is often a huge workload but loving every part of it, in particular the lack of angst they feel over doing something they don't enjoy. They may or may not have difficulty in the future finding stable jobs, but they don't care, because at the very least they are happy.

2) Those studying something that may not be something they love, but they know that they will have stable lives in the future with secure jobs. They may not be enjoying school all the time, the workload may often be too much to handle, but they get through it because they have clear goals set in place that they know are achievable. They work hard to produce the skills that they know will get them places in the future. And because of this, they often still have plenty of fun. After all, what's a few grade points now when you'll be financial well off and happy in the future?

I do not love English. That much I have always known. Nor do I have the skills it takes to make English into a successful, stable career as, what?, a teacher? There is no other option with English for me. Which brings me back to the question I keep asking myself: Why am I here???

I HAVE to find out an answer to that question. And not just in a year's time. In a year's time, I will have potentially (most likely?) wasted two full years of my life going down a path I can't see myself following. I need to figure out what I'm doing in the next few months. Before the end of the semester maximum...