sickening
I didn't do so hot on my exams this week. I'm still waiting for marketing to come in, but it's weird. The exams that I thought I did the best on, I did the worst. And the one exam that I genuinely thought I had failed, I did the best. (Still with a 78%, but oh well, I guess I'll take what I can get.) I just don't get it. I studied. I thought I was prepared. I'm below the curve. Ugh. Not by much. But still, I'm never below the curve. This is fucked up and I'm not going to stand for it. I guess I just have to work my ass off, ya know? It's just so frustrating.
I'm sick of this. I'm kinda sick of Bloomington right now. I want to go home. I want to have a summer. Hell, I want to go home and work for the health system and just forget that I have to come back and get my ass kicked by the business school.
I hate the Jim doesn't get online much when he's home, because I start to get paranoid again. I haven't had a conversation with him since a week ago when he was here. I feel like I did something wrong. But I don't know if I did or what it was. I hate being paranoid. I'm kinda hating being me right now. I hate that I stress eat and that I have literally no energy and that I feel like shit more often than not and that I know I'm smart but I can't get that to translate into my grades. The test I did the best on was the only one I was on addy for. I don't think I'm okay with that. At all.
I don't want to tell my parents how poorly I did. They deserve to hear better. I hate this.
I'm sick of this. I'm kinda sick of Bloomington right now. I want to go home. I want to have a summer. Hell, I want to go home and work for the health system and just forget that I have to come back and get my ass kicked by the business school.
I hate the Jim doesn't get online much when he's home, because I start to get paranoid again. I haven't had a conversation with him since a week ago when he was here. I feel like I did something wrong. But I don't know if I did or what it was. I hate being paranoid. I'm kinda hating being me right now. I hate that I stress eat and that I have literally no energy and that I feel like shit more often than not and that I know I'm smart but I can't get that to translate into my grades. The test I did the best on was the only one I was on addy for. I don't think I'm okay with that. At all.
I don't want to tell my parents how poorly I did. They deserve to hear better. I hate this.