i’m back to square one, or i guess i’m going to call it cube one since the “square ones” added up so much over and over in such a redundant cycle that i might as well sum it all up and announce it as a cube…way to be literal, yeah I know.
I’m so scared for school, I’m scared that I’m going to be doing HORRIBLY this semester to the point where I’m going to either get a 2.0 or even lower. Yeah, that bad and because of my shitty absences, and this time it’s just the fact that the commute is ridiculous.
It’s not like I can get to school within even 30 minutes, no I have to prepare myself for an estimation of arriving at school in 1 hour and 30 minutes…even 2 hours at least ONCE a week.
I’m still trying to find the ultimate balance between school, work, and productivity and let me tell you I’m sure as hell sure that you’re not meant to figure that all out within your first semester of freshman year in college.
I’m freaking out, I’m a mess, I’m your typical textbook case of a nervous breakdown right now.
I’m just going to hold onto God right now, pray pray pray and talk to the 2 of my professors that I’m deathly worried about receiving a failing grade in their class because they correlate attendance with letter grades.
I don’t know, let’s see what happens. Life is full of surprises, right?