Currently studying about the Federal Bank and whatnot. “Don’t want a woman just to love her assets” keeps playing in my head as I read about assets and liabilities.
Oh right, it’s February 29th. I think I’ll bask in the last few minutes of this only-comes-once-every-four-years moment.
Pretty much going to be having a heart attack every time I get a new e-mail notification. Pretty much going to be disappointed every time it’s not an admission’s letter. Pretty much going to be scared out of my mind every time it is an admission’s letter.
Thank you so much for everything you’ve done for me. Thank you so much for giving me the opportunity to meet such kind, wonderful people. Thank you so much for exposing me to the up side of service. Thank you so much for convincing me that there’s still good in the world. Thank you so much for turning me into the person I am today. I’ve grown so much thanks to you, and I don’t think I have the heart to leave you so soon.
We do the best we can. It’s all we can do.
Does passing college include staying at home reading and studying? Because if it does, well damn, that’s a whole lot better than sitting around at school doing nothing.
On a side note, I need to remember that we can’t give up now. Four years of crap will pay off. Can’t get lazy now. A year’s worth of slacking off isn’t worth a life time of regret and hard work. Work now, play later.
I’ve got dreams to achieve and places to go!
Kind of just giving up. Sorry paperwork’s late. Sorry I can’t do four awards all by myself despite the fact that it’s not hard to learn and despite the fact that I’m not the only artist. Sorry I wasn’t inspirational enough. Sorry I couldn’t achieve what I wanted to this year. Sorry I didn’t get to this. Sorry I didn’t get to that. Sorry it’s all too much with these darn AP classes. Sorry that there’s no time to read three novels and do four pages of attached work each when I have other classes to worry about. Sorry that I’m “Asian failing” and dropping in ranks despite the fact that I don’t even deserve to be in Top Ten. Sorry that I believe staying at home doing work is ten times more productive than sitting at school doing nothing all period. Sorry that I put too much on my plate. Sorry that I left everything ‘til the last minute. Sorry, sorry sorry.
But sorry’s never good enough, is it?