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Well... today's shit. But I can always look on the bright side of things: it can't possibly get any worse academically. I just flunked a test so bad I could physically feel my C dropping back down to an F.
That is the WORST feeling in the world. Knowing that you've let down the professor that let you into his class AGAINST HIS WILL because of your false promises and predictions. But not only did you let down the professor, but you've let down yourself... resulting in letting down your wallet because you are the one paying for it. But at least now you don't have to answer to your mother because she never has to know.
I really wish I would have known about that test, because it was so fucking easy. If I would have known about it to study for it, I would have aced it. BUT NO. I had to go and not go to class on Tuesday because I had the bright idea that nothing could possibly be going on the day before Thanksgiving break. WHY OH FUCKING WHY DID I DO THIS TO MYSELF? Oh well, there's always beauty school.... culinary school.... McDonalds... maybe I'll get lucky and get a full time job at the plant on the edge of town. I hear they pay first timers 8 bucks an hour. Now that's something I can live with.
But I want to be in radio. I want to be in entertainment. I want to be around people I can hold intellectual conversations with. But at the rate I'm going the most intellectual conversation I'll be holding will be about how much soy to beef really is in McDonalds' "ham"burgers.
*sigh*
God dammit, why am I such a failure?
I'm quite done feeling sorry for myself.
That is the WORST feeling in the world. Knowing that you've let down the professor that let you into his class AGAINST HIS WILL because of your false promises and predictions. But not only did you let down the professor, but you've let down yourself... resulting in letting down your wallet because you are the one paying for it. But at least now you don't have to answer to your mother because she never has to know.
I really wish I would have known about that test, because it was so fucking easy. If I would have known about it to study for it, I would have aced it. BUT NO. I had to go and not go to class on Tuesday because I had the bright idea that nothing could possibly be going on the day before Thanksgiving break. WHY OH FUCKING WHY DID I DO THIS TO MYSELF? Oh well, there's always beauty school.... culinary school.... McDonalds... maybe I'll get lucky and get a full time job at the plant on the edge of town. I hear they pay first timers 8 bucks an hour. Now that's something I can live with.
But I want to be in radio. I want to be in entertainment. I want to be around people I can hold intellectual conversations with. But at the rate I'm going the most intellectual conversation I'll be holding will be about how much soy to beef really is in McDonalds' "ham"burgers.
*sigh*
God dammit, why am I such a failure?
I'm quite done feeling sorry for myself.