Sometimes I FREAK OUT a little
So...Finals suck. like, a lot.
I really do not do well under pressure. Well, the pressure to get good grades and to do all that I should to get in to grad school. College and I are not besties lately. Rather, we are mortal anenemies. Yup, spelllling strikes again.
I am having a break down a day it seems. And today I seriously was at my wits end.
And I realized that even if I flunk my way out of college, I have ONE marketable skill, you know, other than entertaining those of you who read this loveliness that I spew all over the internet.
I can be a secretary for the rest of my life.
I'll just go out and get me a rocking wardrobe, apply all over the place (maybe even in exotic places like...California...or...Wisconsin...what, that's not exotic to you? I've never been there. Sounds exotic to me.) And then I'll get a job because I have great references for my secretarial skills.
There you go, back up life plan achieved. Proceed to flunking out with no panic needed.
Success.
I really do not do well under pressure. Well, the pressure to get good grades and to do all that I should to get in to grad school. College and I are not besties lately. Rather, we are mortal anenemies. Yup, spelllling strikes again.
I am having a break down a day it seems. And today I seriously was at my wits end.
And I realized that even if I flunk my way out of college, I have ONE marketable skill, you know, other than entertaining those of you who read this loveliness that I spew all over the internet.
I can be a secretary for the rest of my life.
I'll just go out and get me a rocking wardrobe, apply all over the place (maybe even in exotic places like...California...or...Wisconsin...what, that's not exotic to you? I've never been there. Sounds exotic to me.) And then I'll get a job because I have great references for my secretarial skills.
There you go, back up life plan achieved. Proceed to flunking out with no panic needed.
Success.
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