January 2010
26 posts
sometimes
i don’t feel good enough, special enough, talented enough. i don’t think i fit in, and when i look at myself all i see is a collection of flaws. i feel like i’ve spent my time here struggling, and all i will be is aggressively mediocre.
there’s nothing really that i can do to fight this feeling. all i can do is keep trying.
soundofsettling:
I really needed to get into a gym class, so I chose a 9:10 a.m. step aerobics class. The waitlist was full, so I figured I’d just show up and try to get in.
I WROTE DOWN THE WRONG CLASSROOM ON MY SCHEDULE.
Apparently Carmichael 126 is a storage closet.
1206, however, was a class full of half asleep students getting lectured about proper tennis shoes and the entrance exam.
I...
