Tala angry, Tala smash
I'm nearing the end of crunch time, but Physics seriously kicked my butt today. There's two types of screwed. One is where you wing it and somehow pull off a good grade. The second is where you're doomed. I fell on the latter side of the fence today and I am not happy with myself in the least. This is where my weird psychology comes in. Instead of throwing in the wet towel, I'm determined that, come the final, I am going to p'wn. (Yeah, in your face Physics, writer's ire right at ya. >P)
It's a little sad that a piece of a paper and a grade insults me infinitely more than a person ever can. I think my pride may be just a bit misplaced. >.> I'm still very displeased -and disappointed- with myself. I've been burying myself in homework since I got home. Holy crap, the Calculus. It makes sense. Back to my psychology, I apparently do this since I hate, more than anything else, being told that I can't do something. Uh yeah.
Whatev. I've been blasting DBSK all day. Yay for rage~ The only balms at the moment are Yesasia and the fact that my D.Gray-Man calendar came in and Mirotic version C is on its way.
All the same, I don't think I'll be doing Health next semester; I'll probably be transferring to a creative program. (Sorry Vivi! >.<) No, this isn't because of Physics, I've been turning this thought over in my head for the last month. I like Health, I really do, but I don't think I love it enough to continue for anther year and half. My passion is for the creative, not the scientific. That, and my plan, job-wise, for the future kinda flopped so now I'm left floundering. Which is normal for a teenager, just... I don't like floundering. So off to the guidance counselor I'm going. xD
It's a little sad that a piece of a paper and a grade insults me infinitely more than a person ever can. I think my pride may be just a bit misplaced. >.> I'm still very displeased -and disappointed- with myself. I've been burying myself in homework since I got home. Holy crap, the Calculus. It makes sense. Back to my psychology, I apparently do this since I hate, more than anything else, being told that I can't do something. Uh yeah.
Whatev. I've been blasting DBSK all day. Yay for rage~ The only balms at the moment are Yesasia and the fact that my D.Gray-Man calendar came in and Mirotic version C is on its way.
All the same, I don't think I'll be doing Health next semester; I'll probably be transferring to a creative program. (Sorry Vivi! >.<) No, this isn't because of Physics, I've been turning this thought over in my head for the last month. I like Health, I really do, but I don't think I love it enough to continue for anther year and half. My passion is for the creative, not the scientific. That, and my plan, job-wise, for the future kinda flopped so now I'm left floundering. Which is normal for a teenager, just... I don't like floundering. So off to the guidance counselor I'm going. xD