doubting...
whoever said quiting school was a poor life choice? yes, things could be worse my very optimistic friends, but hallelujah, things just can't get better. indeed i like to look ahead and tell myself, in hindsight, this will be very minuscule in the whole scheme. however, i still cannot attest to my enjoyment of the academia. i say again, why not commit to a lifetime of purging myself of the education realm? it is bittersweet...
and that little clock will keep ticking as i sit here and wonder when the studying will get done...when the speech will get polished. and i wonder when i'll get the inspiration to be motivated to "advance my life." i'll never remember a word written by ernest hemingway, i'll most likely forget what a polynomial is... and i'll be damned if i ever feel like i'm doing something beneficial for my life. college is a bittersweet experience. and this english midterm is just bitter.