True story.
Specifically, I have two wishes in mind today.
One: I'm happy for those friends of mine who live happy healthy lives; my wish for those friends of mine who don't yet live happy and healthy lives is that they soon will. I know a lot of people who seem to get kicked around by the world sometimes.
Two: I wish my paper would write itself. My prof sent me an email saying my paper needs some rewriting to be done, and I'm okay with that, I just don't know how much more I can do. I'm at the limits of my writing ability already, truly. Do other people ever get this far and have nothing to show for it at the end of it all? I wish I knew. And now I'm thinking about it some more, and I think I see that getting this paper back for rewrites again isn't necessarily a bad thing. Actually, in the long run, I think it's a good thing, because who wants to do a terrible job and get pity-passed? Not me. I want to do so good, and the first step is doing those damned rewrites. The thing is, if I can't bring this paper up to par, I will have nothing to show for it. I hope it doesn't come to that..
*EDIT* My mom just said that wishes should be light like a salad :)
Sunday, April 18, 2010
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