oh my gosh, this sounds just like what has been running through my head this year.
it sounds like something that i’ve been struggling to come to terms with this semester.
it sounds like something i’ve been trying to reconcile my “healthy attitude toward grades” with, something i’ve been trying to explain to the underclassmen who supposedly admire my hands-off approach to academics.
after all, why am i here?
this semester, i didn’t work hard enough, i didn’t care enough, i didn’t like my classes enough. it’s too late to remedy this (except i guess i could try to enjoy the last two finals that i have… which i kind of am?), but it is something i must keep in mind for next year.
and like my darling sib says, not just academically, but spiritually as well.
