

Maybe I’m wrong.
Because it shouldn’t be this hard to handle.
So maybe.
I’m throwing in the towel.

“I think God will give you someone much better than me, trust me. Your eyes will be okay, it will be alright. You’ll be just fine.”
(Source: Spotify)

We live in a society where people care more about the grades they receive in a class, than the actual material they’re supposed to retain from it.

“You think you’re lost but you’re not lost on your own. You’re not alone.”

I feel like I’m disappointing everyone lately. And if I’m being honest, I’m pretty disappointed in myself too.

Really, UCSD?! I know you’re going to reject me. It’s already 4/29, just tell me instead of keeping me waiting like this. Really, it’s okay… I’ll be okay, eventually. I mean, admissions did go out Tuesday. I just need it confirmed so I can tell my parents.

Waiting Game
Even though I know it’s a rejection, I’ve still been checking my email periodically. If it was an acceptance, they would’ve informed me by now, you know. Sigh. How do I even find the motivation for school with all these bad news? How do I even tell my parents about this? And my biggest worry: what will I do for school now?
I honestly feel so lost. I’m seriously thinking all of this is a sign. Maybe I’m not in the right major. Maybe this isn’t what I’m meant to do. After all, simply liking something doesn’t always cut it. You have to be good at it too. And though I hate to admit it, maybe I’m just not good enough.
