I'm still in. Thankfully.
You know, it's funny how things work out. Once upon a time, approximately three years ago, I distinctly remember constantly worrying about being too "well-rounded". Meaning that I was fairly competent at every subject, but never outstanding at anything. Which was somehow a huge deal to me because everyone I knew specialized in an area, and knew exactly where their futures were heading. I, on the other hand, felt like my overall mediocrity would lead me nowhere.
Once in high school, my falling science and math marks quickly eliminated the trivial fear. Go figure.
On days like today, when I bomb a biology lab and math test, but get a great grade on an English essay, I think about how ridiculous my worries were. And mourn the terrible loss of once having been "good at everything".
The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
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| Rest in peace, my friend. |
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