I have only one and almost half year to sober up. Get my shit together. Be corporate ready.
And at this point, my cgpa is not so strong, my mind is all scattered and taken up hundreds and thousands of space with useless information like, what color dress should I wear to class tomorrow?
My mind is like that chair we all have in our room, for piling up used, unwashed or sometimes washed clothes your mom tells you to fold up and put them in closet. The chair that stays piled up all week, maybe a month even. Rest of the room looks tidy, but that chair, oh god the chair. It hardly gets to pull its shit together.
The thing that depresses me more, is. It is only going to get harder. There is no break button, the time is ticking, soon I will have to make out something of me. The stakes are high, I am not sure if I can be what I am aspiring to be. 22 is confusing and scary.
I don't know what I am doing.
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