I am at Scott library right now, attempting to write my two response papers when I have a zillion things on my mind. My cousin is finally released from the hospital today after being in there for a whole month. For some odd reason it feels like, the worst is yet to come. Going through the healing process is so much harder. It's finally hit home. He's going back to nothing, not even a warm bed. Sometimes I just feel so helpless but I know that I could only do so much. The rebuilding process takes months and all I can do right now is give them everything I have - my time.
I wrote my first final today and I am dead tired. Some days I feel like university just isn't for me but I just have to push through. Just one more year and I'll be done. The scary thing is, I don't even know what my next moves are. Where do I go on from here?
What happened that that 90+% average student I used to be. All my marks seem to be so "average", I should be satisfy but I know I could be pulling those 90's out of my ass if I REALLY try.