I must say that I am now haunted by my gpa and by what it will mean for my future. I have done the math, the research, and realized that this isn’t my perfect world. My gpa cannot rise high enough to get me into my first choice school. I feel defeated by this. I wanted to go to this school because of its location and history, there really wasn’t another reason. For what I want to do local college will suit my needs just as well, if not better. In fact, all things concerned this local school would be the best decision. That being said, I could coast through high school not worrying about my gpa as much. With my grades the school will accept me. My mother is mad by my choice to not spend every waking moment studying so I will get better grades that in the long run won’t matter. I don’t see the point in forcing myself to do something for no reason other than pride. I shouldn’t be concerned about my gpa anymore, I should feel free. Instead, I feel like someone just told me Santa doesn’t exist and I can’t reach my dreams. I feel defeated, I still want that gpa that is impossible for me to get, even though I know it won’t matter.
“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past”- The Great Gatsby