Monday, September 13

i didn't want anything more to do with the outside world

i am calm. i am confident. i am serene [but not in the sense that i am Serene, my mother]. above all, i am Zen [and, again, not in the sense that i am a shoddily-done iPod imitation]. i am more Zen than Julien Janvier's father, who imagines that his wife was killed by his son, because his son was bewitched by Sophie Kowalski and her games.

i have just spoken to my ComDI lecturer about what happenes when i fail this module [notice i said "when", not "if"], and i have a second shot at passing in the re-sub, after the results come out. i didn't know i have results, considering that i don't have examintions. well now my aunt is going to know how i crashed and burned. in any case. i have the re-sub. i will kill myself trying to pass in the resub, even if i have to re-sub all seven modules.

i have given up on the group i have for ComDI. i have told them as much, and i don't really care if they get pissed off because i will no longer have to see them after this module ends. i am still in it because, actually, i don't why i'm still in it. i cannot pass, no longer how brilliant i make this presentation by dragging the other members onboard by their fingernails. so what am i in it for? to prove that i can do it? because the group will bomb without me and my PowerPoint/Word/language/presentation skills?

why? for gold, god, or glory?

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