The Awakening
You know what I have realized, I have been a terrible English major. I have never managed to read through all of the books that have been assigned to me. I always miss at least one piece. Sometimes it was a small one, sometimes it was a large piece, either way I am terribly disappointed in myself. I use to be so diligent in high school. I have a real passion for learning. Sometime in the last four years the flame that burned so bright inside of me has died out, and I now struggle everyday to relight it. I only hope that I can light it soon before time runs out. There are only two more quarters before graduation, granted thats if I made it through this last one. Everyone thinks I am so smart and they've expected great things from me, but I'm afraid I've let them all down. But I suppose miracles can still happen, if I do exceptionally well in my last two terms I can pull together an acceptable gpa. for grad school. I want to go to grad school to make my parents proud, which makes the thought of failure even scarier. As of now I think I was wise in saying that I would take a year off from school after I graduate. I think if I went straight through I would collapse before I got very far. This way I can study for the GRE's and get a super high score to make up for my pitiful grades. Well that's enough of that for now, I must get back to my last final, which I hope and pray earns me at least one 'A' this term since I don't stand a snowball's chance of earning such a grade in any of my other classes.