The Last Mile

my final semester and what am i doing? i'm panicking. it's not so much the anticipation of finishing my course, but rather the anticipation that i have a very slight chance NOT finishing it. that sort of thinking could put anyone's mood down.

i know what i have to do, but can i actually do it? there's that old cliche that you can do anything you put your mind to... well, i'd put my mind on passing everything, but life just has a way of boxing me into a turn i didn't wanna take. i'm not blaming life or the cosmos or even "god", i'm just saying that things have a way of NOT working out somehow. i'm disappointed of course, who wouldn't be?

i really should be doing work right now, even if it's the first week of the semester and i'm not supposed to have too much work to do... but believe it or not, some lecturers/profs have a way of ruining that last week of nominal freedom for the wayward student.

i'm 23 and still studying, and i'm blogging online to a bunch of people i might not know. but that's ok. i hold on to the reassuring thought that maybe some of the things i blog about might help someone think through his/her own life. it's a farfetched hope, but i'm thick-skinned when i wanna be.