Restarting Tom: Conflicting emotions

Classes are nearing an end. Have I mentioned that before? I have taken a final exam today—it was an online exam, done with one hand on the book and another on the mouse—and while 54 out of 60 was not as well as I have hoped to do, it was still all right, enough to keep me in the A territory. This is a far cry from how I did a year ago; out of four courses that I have taken, I had two F’s, a D, and a C+. It was a shameful experience, and while much of them were challenging courses, with two of them being an upper-level biology courses and one of them organic chemistry, the D was from an introductory neurobiology course that should have been a breeze. In fact, I am sure everyone but me got an A in the course… the shame still lingers. It made everything crash down around me, and I have since taken a scenic route out of the college life—scenic, slow, but hardly eventful.

This first A, though, could signal a turnaround, which I hope it does. While the classes are nowhere near the classes a year ago, getting high grades have to count for something.

The day went rather downhill from there, though. I have lost my wallet since yesterday afternoon (which was on a computer case… long story), cannot find my key, and all of my parents have been asking me about my summer plan. It is understandable, asking about the summer I could very well spend loitering around. Terrible thing, that is. They also asked me about what I will do as my major… that would have helped me with internship that might come my way, so I said “somewhere in IT field,” which was true but I have honestly not decided yet. Oh boy. Then there is an issue of a job… how am I alive in this economy again?

I have been doing a few things to keep myself from going insane as of late. I have done a lot of things… let’s see, I have gone to the Centennial Olympic Park, which I have never been to despite the fact that I have been living in the city for a decade…