A lot had happened since I’ve last updated. I had to do some emotional cleansing. As it turns out, I had and still have a lot of things weighing me down. But since my last post, I’ve went and dealt and settled with some of those things. I hope things are looking up. I hope I’m finally tackling impassivity, rather than just going through the motions of life and feeling nothing.
For the past two weeks, I regained my joy of well, writing, which is ironic because in the same week I received my result for my Communications Midterm. The grade which was F. Wow. Yeah. For a lack of trying on my part. I thought it would be easy breezy, but who knew an open book exam would be that god damn hard?
Needless to say, the grade is a warning shot, a setback. Needless to say, I need to get my game face on and charge, because that final is in 2 weeks and I feel like I still have no idea what I’m doing. Appropriate #FML moment, really.
Honestly, if you ask if I would give up right now, the answer is, yes. I would. But I won’t let myself give up because then I would’ve given up not only on this chance, but also the last couple of weeks of work towards the grade, and all that effort and money would’ve gone to waste. Ugh. Why did I ever think going back to school was a smart idea? Oh right, because I had wanted a Business degree, so I can make some good money to save up for that Masters abroad. Ugh. Conflicting desires.