Last and final quarter of my college undergraduate career.

Wow. Time flies so, doesn't it? 10 weeks of college left, and of course knowing the way life works, it'll be done within a blink of an eye.

I hate using cliches to formulate how I feel with such important issues concerning my life. I mean, after this, who knows where the hell my life is going? What am I going to do after this? So many people have asked me what I'm going to do with graduation and all I can say is that all I can do is search, apply, research, apply, call, and hopefully have some great references.

I'm not going to lie, I'm so fucking nervous about my final quarter. If I screw up there's a chance I won't graduate. Not that I have any plans to fuck up but still you never know...after what the hell happened this past Winter Quarter when I met a professor who sought out to absolutely try and fail me and drop me from her class. I can't afford to fuck up anymore or give any professor any reason to hate me or fail me on purpose. But either way, I still am absolutely terrified. I think I'll spend most of the quarter in the library as much as possible. I really can't fuck up anymore. I can't. This is my only chance...and even then I don't even know what else is going to happen or what other hope I may have. I'm such a wreck about my new schedule. Sigh. My last final chance to do what I know how to do best...and that is, go to school and be a full time student. Might as well give it my all now, right?

But other than that, I guess this is when I'll really learn to see who I am. 23, senior in college, and I still don't think I know who I am exactly. But all I know is that I have friends and family to count on no matter what happens. If I can't believe in me, at least I know they will. 

I think this spring break helped me realize that. 

One last chance to raise my GPA....let's do it.