m-e-l-a-n-c-h-o-l-y
The past few weeks have just not been ideal. Nope, not at all. I just found out I missed an A by 3 points on both my Chem and Bio finals. Why???! Doesn't my test-taking mind understand I need to get into med school?? "Tell me quando quando quando" I will get an A! Okay, those aren't the lyrics to the song...but that's all I want. Forget boys. I just want admission into medical school. We can worry about that other unimportant stuff later.
No one understands how badly I am doing in school. There are some people who think I'm "complaining" just for the sake of complaining, but they don't understand that I'm so close to officially kissing my dream goodbye. They just don't understand. And they're mean about it. So who do I turn to when I feel like crying? Who would understand the fact that I might be forced to give up what I've always wanted to achieve throughout my entire life? So here I am...just sitting here....trying to console myself. I hope I can do better next quarter. Although I worked harder than I've ever worked before this quarter, I shall work harder for the many quarters to come. I shall push myself to read that Chemistry textbook more often. I shall read those assigned readings not once, but twice - perhaps three times. It takes me a while to learn things, so when it might take others an hour to study, I shall study twice as much.
But why??? Why couldn't I have gotten those desperately-needed 3 points on my finals?? Just 3...that's probably like a question or two! Oh the cruel, cruel fates.
But then again...it could have been worse.
I can't wait till I see Sara. Things will be so much better.
OOOOh, and before I forget, Ken Oak will be performing at UCI next month! Yay!!!!!!!!!!
Phoenix is also on tour around the US, so I'm hoping I could go...
Yeah, and I spilled my glass of orange juice all over my tray and Ted's hands at dinner today. I think the seat I was sitting in is cursed, 'cause when I got up to get more oj, one of the workers dropped a cup, and it fell on me. Yeah...must have not been my day.
No one understands how badly I am doing in school. There are some people who think I'm "complaining" just for the sake of complaining, but they don't understand that I'm so close to officially kissing my dream goodbye. They just don't understand. And they're mean about it. So who do I turn to when I feel like crying? Who would understand the fact that I might be forced to give up what I've always wanted to achieve throughout my entire life? So here I am...just sitting here....trying to console myself. I hope I can do better next quarter. Although I worked harder than I've ever worked before this quarter, I shall work harder for the many quarters to come. I shall push myself to read that Chemistry textbook more often. I shall read those assigned readings not once, but twice - perhaps three times. It takes me a while to learn things, so when it might take others an hour to study, I shall study twice as much.
But why??? Why couldn't I have gotten those desperately-needed 3 points on my finals?? Just 3...that's probably like a question or two! Oh the cruel, cruel fates.
But then again...it could have been worse.
I can't wait till I see Sara. Things will be so much better.
OOOOh, and before I forget, Ken Oak will be performing at UCI next month! Yay!!!!!!!!!!
Phoenix is also on tour around the US, so I'm hoping I could go...
Yeah, and I spilled my glass of orange juice all over my tray and Ted's hands at dinner today. I think the seat I was sitting in is cursed, 'cause when I got up to get more oj, one of the workers dropped a cup, and it fell on me. Yeah...must have not been my day.