I haven’t stopped to think in months. haven’t looked & thus haven’t seen. haven’t happened.
&now.. it’s so nice to be bored. spend a day watching cartoons & reading badly written fashion magazines & eating leftover pizza & every hour or so flopping on the bed & savouring that ahead are weeks & weeks full of nothing planned & nothing to plan for.
yesterday was my last exam.
the past week has been.. horrible. horrid. horrendous. horrific. horrifying. full of horror. hors d’oeuvre. exams one after the other, stressing/crying/raging/making myself sick, having to study for several at once, my fate to be determined by the results. of course now I care nothing for my fate, only that the exams are over. OVER. OVER. OVER.
not only that, my undergraduate career is over. I have a bachelor. he’s all mine. it.
i’ve applied for two honours programmes, but will only really consider accepting one. and I must.. must! MUST! get into the counselling strand. if not, I won’t do honours.
which means I have to out-GPA everyone who wants to go into counselling. and everyone does. and the past year has been devastating to my GPA, acceptance into the golden key society notwithstanding.
I guess I do care something.