I’m actually speechless.
I don’t know how I did it. A couple of minutes ago, I had a euphoric moment…well, it felt real damn good. I don’t know how I managed it but I made it to Provost Honor Roll again. I know…it’s no big deal, congrats…but this is to me.
It’s not just some common recognition for me. I’m not the typical studious student. I try to my best efforts, trying to balance my passion with my priority. It’s not easy. It really isn’t. There were plenty of times I wanted to scream and punch a wall. Plenty of moments where I questioned my decisions. Why and how. Others where I just let go and let life be life. I would work around it’s good and bad.
This wasn’t a regular semester. I lost two good friends. My drinking buddies. They’ve flown the nest. I couldn’t pass go and collect $200, instead I get to repeat this all over again. Watching grey’s, yes stupid analogy, but I know exactly how O’Malley felt. Unlike him, I didn’t fail. I passed. But that same feeling, I felt. I should be happy. And I am, but I am also looking slightly ahead. I’m a ‘live in the present’ kind-of-guy, but I did look a bit ahead and it would be the same thing.
However, right now, I am cherishing the moment, to myself. Well I guess with the web as well. I don’t know how but I managed to perform well. Keep up the image my parents have of me, the A-student. It’s so nice to know that all those times that I worried that I couldn’t…in the end I could and I did. The biggest sigh of relief. At 3.30 AM.
Maybe I’m just being stupidly emotional about this. This is special to me though. Why did I have to share with the world? Well, I guess that will just be answered in another post…eventually, I suppose.
