I know I should just grit my teeth, keep going, and prove to myself that I *can* do these things, I *will* and I will find a way to be halfway good at it. But somedays it's just hard. Especially since I've never exactly been overflowing with self confidence ( Read more... )

There's something bothering me ( Read more... )

*think good thoughts*

Gatton sent an email saying sent recommendation, but application doesn't have it. ARRGG. Fine. It's what I want to do, it's what feels like the right thing to do, but i guess that doesn't mean it is. I give up. done.

It makes me so sad though...

Why do I want to leave the country again when I have several reasons to stay, especially since France is such an odd place? Because somehow, I can tell it’s the right thing to do. Also, it’s the perfect use of both my majors (teaching English in France) and I can see if teaching is a good career path. And if I get to teach little kids, I’ll be ( Read more... )

By the mess of sheets and the marks, I'm gonna go with yes... The most random night ever. It still feels like a dream ( Read more... )

I should be writing the 40ish pages of research papers I have due in the next three weeks. Ug ( Read more... )

So... Over three weeks later and I'm still confused. Actually, it may be a little worse now, since he won't talk to me. I say won't, but I don't know that for a fact. Only tried once ( Read more... )

Because I'm a girl, I get treated differently by some guy friends when they have a girlfriend/ interested lady. It fucking sucks ( Read more... )

So, like always, I have a lot on my mind. At the moment, I don't care as much; I just don't want to write a stupid 1500 word critical essay on my experience abroad. No one cares. And really, why critcially analize 4 months of my life for people? I suppose it's not as bad as the 100 word summary... I don't understand how I was supposed to write ( Read more... )

*sigh of relief* Sometimes, I'm glad to have decisions made for me. And yes, I stress over nothing ( Read more... )