Wreck of the Day

It's been somewhat a rough week for me. There are a few classes that I am just not doing well in. Most of the reason for this is just that I haven't worked very hard. Why haven't I worked very hard? Because I feel like no matter how hard I work, I will still fail. It's fear. At least if I fail, this way I'll have an excuse. But If I actually try and I fail, then I'm just stupid. There are five classes I have a B+ or lower in. I decided there is no way I can get into Med school with these grades. So I am going to transfer. For two reasons. One, is that the program will be much easier to ace. And two, going to Mizzou will increase my chances in getting into Mizzou Med School. Before I do this, I need to fix those classes that I have messed up. I need to waste 25,000+ dollars to retake those classes and, hopefully, get an A. Then I am going to transfer as a Junior. Great. On top of all that frustration, I found out today I don't have enough money to take summer classes. And I overdrew my bank account. Aaaaand I accidentally skipped all my classes. On the last day of school. Missing 2 exams and a quiz.


"Driving away from the wreck of the day
And I'm thinking 'bout calling on Jesus...

And if this is giving up then I'm giving up
If this is giving up then I'm giving up, giving up"