Or so I thought. I thought I was mocking the responsible me until I realized apparently I am a slacker.
Today I learned there is a good chance I will be four credits shy of graduation in three weeks.
Today, this cursed cold Tuesday, marks the day I find out I may not get credit for a summer internship. TODAY! A mere 20 days from my last final.
This is fate and it is laughing at me.
Who am I? Why did I think graduate school would be fun? Graduate school is a place to go to question everything about yourself. Are you smart? Really? Can you can write? Really?
Okay, whining over. Thank you for partaking in this entrance into a meltdown. Please take pity and send me cookies and wine.