The weight of everything is really coming down on me, crushing me. By the end of October, I will only be 2 feet tall.
I finally had my tests. I didn't do so well, at least on the one. Unfortunately, it was the one I cared about. I only got a 40/50. Now that might not seem like a big deal to some, but what medical school is going to accept someone with a low B average is basic biology? None. At least, none of the good ones.
It is kind of weird how much closer my dream of becoming a doctor was back in high school. It felt like it was within reach. Now, I can barely see it in the distance. It is the saddest sight in the world.
I have only 3 more tests to make up my grade, and that is nowhere near enough.
I don't know if I can handle college. I'm neck deep in water, and just realized I can't swim.
Maybe I should just drown. Save everyone the trouble. Shut up my complaining.
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