let me tell you about fighting

Mar 16, 2007 00:46

I refuse to concede defeat so gracefully this time. I will not accept it with a shrug and turn my cheek and pretend like it doesn't matter to me. This time, it does. A lot.

I discovered that I'm not doing as well in school as I thought. I mean, C's get degrees, right? Well, this time, it's just not good enough. The old me would stop going to classes, not bother to study, and start making up some elaborate excuse for the times I stumbled into a former classmate once I'd completely given up. But the new me, this me, is fighting back.

I've got a week to catch myself up and study my ass off. Then, once Spring Break is over with, I've got nothing but ass-kicking quizzes and tests that are laying the tracks down for finals. The fact that I've almost made it to the end of this semester amazes me so I'm not ready to just fall into step with my past ways. This means so much more to me now than it did four years ago- hell, four months ago, so I've just gotta buckle down and ignore all this other stress that's tearing me up.

I just can't be that person anymore; It's time to go to the mattresses. Got Adderall anyone?
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