Update for D on Me
“I am not going to make it, I am not going to make it, I am not going to make it.” - My mantra is KILLING ME.
What the hell is my problem? I submitted my PASSIONLESS essay for the “President’s Scholar” this morning. Passionless because my 4 previous essays (full of passion) were vetoed by my “editor” (read: professor) as too feminist, or too arrogant, or too proud. I submitted a piece that was dead in the water, so, you are not reading the class validictorian, I am sure. WHAT IS MY PROBLEM?
I have 3 weeks till G-day. That is Graduation. I feel like quitting. I feel defeated.
I HATE Statistics.
I feel defeated.
I know you have been trying to reach me. I am unreachable right now–sorry. Come June 11, 2005, I will be reachable. Well, maybe the 12th!
OK, thought you should know.
I feel defeated and not good enough.
DAMN.
C