Oct 01, 2005 11:10
heh. you are looking at the newest "Proudest Member of the Fightin' Texas Aggie Track and Field Team!!!"(stupidest intro i've ever been subjected to). hell yeah!! and yeah boy! and all of that other good stuff.
but as elated as i am now, truthfully, in my mind, 3 days ago, i wasn't sure that i would run if i made it. it was testing week last week. need i say more? (yesh... i finally had one of those messy breakdown crying things... lost allota salt. it was crucial.) in my mind, every time i've slept through a class or did badly on a quiz that i should have studied for, my thoughts were, now see, if i weren't running track then i would have gotten that done or, if i weren't running track then i wouldn't have been so i tired, or if i weren't running track, i would have functioning shins that i could call my own.
...actually that last part is more tru than not, but i digress.
honestly, i'm doing really badly in my classes. i failed my chem and biology exams. i bs'ed my way through my history exam and math was pretty much guess and check. my labs aren't looking so hot either. and its all because of track.
riiiight.
after made it, i started to look around and realize that there are 100's of athletes doing the same thing i am- but just being successful about it. and thats when that competitive "oh-my-gosh-she's-working-with-a-better-gpr-than-me???-If-she-can-do-it-i-sure-as-hell-can!!" side of me kicked in. or really it was just more of a conscious decision that yes, i could make good grades and run fast times in college. (edit: i just can't have a life outside of the two)
oh, but i did forget to mention that ~$8000 of my scholarships require that i maintain a 3.5- which somehow seems a whole lot easier to attain when you're not being forced to. i don't have $8000 dollars to be throwing around whenever the hell i feel like not "making the grade". i dunno. i'm tired of thinking about it.
in other news, i had a dream i was raped (twice) last night. don't watch law and order: svu before bedtime kiddies. bleh.
i'm going home next weekend, anyone wanna hang?
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